Bridge
Set high on the hull of the cruiser, with an impressive visual display area, the bridge is arranged in standard Imperial command configuration, this bridge contains multiple tiers of consoles, arranged in groups and rows around the area. The central area is set directly before a large viewscreen, and contains the command chair and console. And a Holocomm access panel and projector. Thick blast doors frame the aft hatch, the only entry to the bridge itself.
Wedge Antilles strides onto the bridge, moving to the command chair, nodding to the officer who vacates it at his approach, "Bring us into a stable orbit. Once the Stormtroopers are shuttled down, scramble the TIE's. I don't want anything to escape." He settles into the chair, leaning back slightly as Corellia fills the viewscreen.
Janmes looks up from the navigation console as the Commander steps onto the bridge. He nods his acknowledgement of the order, then turns back to the controls. "Aye, sir." he says crisply as he carries out the instructions.
Wedge Antilles looks toward Janmes and nods once, "Get to your TIE. And tell the squadron, whoever shuttles the troops down, is to return the shuttle to the Enforcer. And make sure they're in a fighter before the ground operation begins. There will be no naval personnel on the ground." he steeples his fingers as the ship settles into orbit, a second Ensign moving to take Janmes' place.
Janmes quickly stands, nodding silently to his replacement, then makes his way from the bridge pausing to salute to the Commander as he passes.
[Loudspeaker] General Quarters. All hands, man your battle stations. Stormtrooper detachment, report to Pilot Officer Janmes. Flight Deck.
MeanWhile, in the Crew Quarters
Crew Quarters
A warren of interconnecting chambers, each containing eight bunks, stacked four high, and a locker corresponding to every numbered bunk. This is the primary living quarters for the ships crew, with small refreshers scattered throughout the maze, tucked into their own chambers, and the rest devoted to living quarters. A wide door leads out of the quarters, into the recreation area.
Telal steps in the Crew Quarters from the Lounge, his T-21 slung over his right shoulder, as his helmet scans the interior. After a moment, he heads over towards one of the empty bunks and pulls off his helmet, shaking his head quickly, which causes a series of loud pops from his neck cracking.
Dylar is currently standing in the crew quarters rummaging through some gear before him, apparently preparing for the mission they have been assigned.
"Sounding good there trooper.",Elohna says from her bunk while she looks over the data pad in her hands.
[Loudspeaker] General Quarters. All hands, man your battle stations. Stormtrooper detachment, report to Pilot Officer Janmes. Flight Deck.
Telal's head raises as the loudspeaker clicks on, and a grin crosses his lips. Reaching down, he quickly scooped up his helmet and pops it on his head as he takes off towards the door leading to the Corridor.
Dylar grunts to himself softly as he quickly cleans up the items before him and places them into their appropriate pockets and picking up his gun, "Here we go." he says softly and coldly.
Elohna stands up and lays her data pad on her bunk, then picks up her helmet from off the top of her foot locker, "Sounds like that time guys." she says making her way to the door to the main corridor.
Hangar Bay
A constant chill pervades the hangar bay, the vastness of space visible through a flickering magnetic containment field, framed by heavy, thick blast doors. Fuel lines are coiled neatly at the back of the bay, and long rails and gantries are visible on the roof, TIE support structures. A short corridor leads off to one side, the ships brig visible behind a solid forcefield. Guarded by a pair of Stormtroopers when occupied.
Telal comes jogging down from the Corridor, his T-21 held over his right shoulder, his hand holding it from bouncing too much. Upon reaching Janmes, he halts and falls into formation, standing at attention.
Janmes is standing near the ILS formidable, overseeing the ordering of the troops as they prepare to disembark for the mission at hand. He is holding a small datapad in his left hand which he refers to sporadically, but for the moment his attention is on the arriving troopers, apparently waiting for everyone to get ready. Nearby maintenance crews are preparing both the shuttle and the TIE Interceptors for flight operations.
Hayter joins the formation abruptly.
Scott quickly looks from one stormtrooper to the next, then looks at Janmes and trots in her direction to join the others.
Dylar quickly follows Telal in, and immediatly takes his position in the formation. As he comes to a stop he quickly checks his gun to make sure it's got ammo before he nods and stands at attention.
Elohna walks to her fellow ensign after reaching the Hanger bay behind Telal and Dylar, upon reaching Janmes she asks, "Where do you want me sir?"
Telal does the same as Dylar, double checking his equipment, pulling out the powerpack from his T-21 and slamming it back in, toggling the power switch to power up his weapon.
Hayter waits nervousely at attention.
Scott stands motionless for a moment, then swings his rifle around in front of him on it's sling and makes a quick check of it.
"I trust that everyone has looked over the briefing material for this mission", Janmes say as the final elements of the squad fall into place. He pauses to acknowledge Elohna's presence, but motions that he will speak to her in a moment. continuing he says, "We've just arrived in orbit over Corellia. Within moments, the stormtroopers will be shuttling down to the surface. Meanwhile, the TIE squadron will begin prep'ing for patrol maneuvers." His gaze drifts quickly from person to person along the line of storm troopers. "Assuming you are ready, you may board the Formidable, we will be departing for the planets surface as soon as everyone is fully equipped and on board." With that he steps slightly to the side to allow the troopers access to the boarding ramp of the shuttle in question.
Dylar nods to Janmes as he finishes the speach. He quickly looks back to the stormtroopers and nods, "You heard the man, load up!" he yells and immediatly trots onto the shuttle.
Telal nods quickly to Dylar, his rifle held before his chest as he runs up the boarding ramp, dissapearing into the shuttle.
This compartment has enough room for 20 passengers or about 80 tons of cargo. The deck extending toward the cockpit hatch doubles as a boarding ramp - when the shuttle lands, that section of the deck itself can be lowered at an angle to the surface below.
Dylar quickly moves towards the front seat as he enters the shuttle. He takes his seat and straps himself in, setting his rifle down next to him as he waits for them to get going. The large darktrooper seems calm, rocking back and forth gently as if listening to music
The naval engineer, a young Ensign, walks up the ramp of the Imperial Shuttle, and makes his way to the cockpit.
Telal follows along behind Dylar, and lowers himself into a jumpseat, bringing the shoulderstraps down over his chest and snapping into place.
Scott puts a hand against the bulkhead to steady himself, then sits and also straps himself in.
[Loudspeaker] Alright, We're on the surface. Good Luck.
Dylar nods, "Alright boys, take another quick look over the mission briefing. Hayter, Scott, you both are equipped with E-11's correct? If anyone shows any trouble, I want you to stun them. If that doesn't work, you are authorized to kill. Careful who you shoot, we may need them." he announces to the assembeled troops. He then glances up as he hears the speaker and nods quickly unstrapping himself and grabbing his rifle so that he can quickly get out.
Telal hits the release button and jumps to his feet, quickly moving towards the door and hitting the button to lower the boarding ramp, his T-21 brought down to firing position as he peers thru the edge of the opening, scanning the landing pad outside.
Scott quickly releases the restraints with his left hand and stands up, then switches his rifle setting to stun.
The Ensign enters the passenger compartment and walks to the panel right next to the cockpit entrance and looks to the troopers, "Clear to go sir. Good luck".
Dylar nods to Charl and quickly jumps off, "Let's make this quick." is his departing words.
Telal nods to Charl quickly, before following Dylar down the ramp, sighting along the barrel of his T-21
Landing Pad - Coronet Starport
The Coronet starport is efficiently designed with a landing area covered in black duracrete and uniform rows of hangars for vessels of various sizes. There is rarely a moment when the sight and sounds of well hundreds of star ships, from mammoth cruise liners to smaller personal transports, are not filling the air. Ships are on constant approach to the landing area, with search lights and tractors escorting them in. In the evening, the sky is illumunated by search lights.
Three large hangars are stationed nearest the starport's main buildings where fighters that comprise part of the planetary defenses of CorSec are berthed. Next to those is a smaller garrison of Imperial TIE fighters. Otherwise, the starport of Corellia is designed around and for the purposes of mercantlism, most especially the sale of starships. Although most ship construction facilities are in orbit, offices for various companies are situated in nearby Diktat's Square.
Situated along the coast, the landing field abruptly ends where the Golden Beaches begin. To the north the slender towers and domes of Coronet can be seen rising out of the treeline, in a city known for its spacious parks and open areas, while to the east is the clear blue of one of Corellia's large oceans.
Dylar grunts as he steps out onto the crowded landing pad. He looks about quickly before he nods to the other troopers and begins to make his way towards their intended destination, pushing and shoving all those in his way.
Most people clear away from the Stormtroopers fairly quickly, but they hardly give a second glance. Stormtroopers on Corellia, not uncommon.
Telal continues to scan the landing pad, his T-21 held up against his shoulder in ready position, as he follows along behind Dylar, mumbling into his commlink.
[Imp Comm]: Telal says, "You'd think people would move for stormtroopers that are actually aiming their weapons and not just holding them..."
Scott holds the rifle in a readied position against his right shoulder, for the moment it is aimed downward as he shoulders his way through the crowd behind Dylar.
Dylar grunts and nods as he listens to the comms. However he does nothing more besides continuing on. His pace is quick so as to get to their destination before anything else does, almost a slight jog of sorts.
Telal continues on behind Dylar, keeping in formation with the Darktrooper, his T-21 heavy blaster rifle held against his shoulder, with his index finger resting against the tigger guard, ready to shoot at a moments notice.
The sound of Scott's quick laugh is held inside his helmet as he hears Telal's words. He picks up his speed just a bit to close the distance between himself and Dylar, his rifle lowered a little from his shoulder to ease his efforts to move through the crowd.
Incom Corporation Lobby
A fairly standard version of a lobby, this is the entrance area for the Corellia based division of the Incom Corporation. A handful of Incom security personnel are scattered around the small area, a pair stationed at either end of the long reception desk.
The building itself is only one storey high, stretching out from Treasure Ship Row, a mosaic set in the floor showing the company logo.
A sealed security door leads into another area at the back of the lobby. The only other exit is a short open hallway leading into the Corporate Offices.
Just another day in the Incom Corporation, the receptionists sit behind the long desks taking calls. The odd employee moves around, carrying files, or talking, some disappearing through the sealed doors at the back of the room.
Dylar slows as he reaches the lobby, lowering his rifle to looks slightly less intimidating. As he enters he pauses to look around, the darktrooper's cold visage of his helmet scanning the area carefully before he makes his way to the receptionist, "We must see the Incom CEO immediatly." he says simply glancing back to Telal as he speaks into his comm.
[Imp Comm]: Dylar says,"Keep an eye on the door, nobody leaves."
Telal steps thru the doorway just behind Dylar, and takes position infront of the doorway, lowering his T-21 to rest at his side, ready to lift and fire at a second's notice.
Scott enters just behind Dylar and Telal, he glances over at Telal then quickly scans the left side of the lobby. His rifle's aiming point following his gaze as he does.
The Receptionist looks up, blinking once on seeing the hulking form of Dylar, "Please hold." She says into the communit, tapping a button before looking up again, "Do you...have an appointment?" The woman asks, half-hopeful, half-nervous.
Hayter scans the vicinity.
Dylar leans in closer to the receptionist, "We're Imperial Stormtroopers, you will show us to him immediatly and not bother contacting him. Should you choose to ignore my orders you will be charged with obstruction of justice and possibly treason against the Empire and stand trial in an Imperial court, thus I suggest you hang up that phone and lead us to him immediatly." he says calmly and quietly so as not to cause too much comotion.
Scott looks over his shoulder for a moment, then returns his attention to the occupants of his side of the lobby. Rifle again aimed in their direction.
Hayter continues to watch the main entrance and sometimes a glance at the nearest exits.
The receptionist nods mutely, pressing a button on the data pad set on the desk, a red light flashes insistently over the sealed door at the back of the room as it slides open, "Through there...Sir." The woman gestures quickly at the door leading into the secures area, hand shaking.
The Incom security personnel eye the Stormtroopers warily. But refrain from moving.
Dylar smiles beneath his helmet and nods, "Thank you for your cooperation. If your security would please prevent anyone from leaving the building that would be a great help and make our job and stay here that much easier and shorter." he adds as he quickly looks back to the other troopers and nods, "Let's go." he says rather simply as he jogs off towards the newly opened door.
Telal watches the Receptionist for a long moment, keeping his T-21 held across his chest, before turning and scanning the lobby again. This time, he notices the Security guys watching them, and turns to watch them in turn. Upon hearing Dylar, he looks up and nods to him, moving away from the doorway to follow the Darktrooper.
Scott looks around the lobby once more, then turns to follow Dylar through the doorway. His rifle still held ready to use.
The security guards look sullen, but it seems fighting Stormtroopers wasn't in the job description. They move to secure the front entrance, closing the wide doors and gathering in a loose line in front of the glass.
Hayter sighs slightly in his helmet. 'Level one complete,' he thought to himself, 'now on to level two.' He sighs again before following the rest of the guys.
This is the secured R&D area for Incom, larger offices, small briefing rooms. And the homes of some of Incom's best and brightest minds. A covered passageway leads outside to the corporations private landing pad. And a set of impressive wooden doors leads into another office. The nameplate beside it reads 'CEO. Incom Corporation.'
Here is not the structured calm of the main office. A group of people run out the doors to the landing pad as the Stormtroopers enter, the whine of a ship lifting off heard outside. Others just run, for the landing pad mainly, a sizeable minority. From the door labeled CEO comes a tall, huffing figure, moving towards the Stormtroopers.
Dylar steps into the corridor to spot people running for the landing pad and a large figure making it's way towards the troopers, "Get on the ground!" he yells out as he taps the activation stud on the rifle, causing it to humm to life and quickly bringing it up to bear at the large figure. As he does this he continues to make his way down the hall way, speaking into his comm as he goes, "If that thing doesn't get to the ground soon I want someone to stun it, Telal and Hayter, I want you two head towards the landing pad and secure it, me and Scott will hit the CEO's room." He then quickly changes frequencies to inform the pilots of the possible targets.
Telal nods to Dylar, and gestures towards Hayter to follow as he heads towards the Landing Pad, his rifle lifting to ready as he runs thru the open doorway, stiffarming anyone who comes remotely close to interfiering with his path.
Scott turns toward the indicated office and walks at a quick pace towards it, his rifle held firmly against his right shoulder in preperation to fire on the approaching man.
Hayter acknowledges Dylar's orders. With a smooth movement, he shoulders the E-11 and trots after Telal.
The figure, resolving into a rather fat human falls to the ground, covering his head with his arms, "What is the meaning of this! This isn't legal!" The man screams, peering up at the Darktrooper, the perfectly tailored suit stretched by the unfamiliar ducking movement of the large man.
Here the Party Splits in Two. One group headed to the CEO's office, while the second secures the Landing Bay
Dylar grunts as he scans the heavy man and nods, "That's him, cover me." he says to Scott over the comm. He then quickly moves to handcuff the man, "Is there any information in your office regarding the T-65 'X-wing'? or anything related to said topic?" he asks quickly and sternly.
Scott takes a step to the side for a clear line of fire and moves his attention, and aim, over those near Dylar and the new prisoner.
The heavyset man, identifiable as the CEO shakes his head, "No..that is the designers office." He waves towards a nearby office, the room empty and mostly stripped, "They're...in a meeting. In the conference room. Most of them, why, what is this?" He looks up towards Dylar as the cuffs snap on, fearful.
Dylar grunts, "You're gonna come with me and round up anyone and anything that has information on it. You are wanted for questioning by the Empire, and possibly relocation to save your life." he calls out as he quickly attempts to life the man to his feet.
Scott glances at Dylar and the CEO, then speaks into his commlink. His rifle's aim still wandering over those nearby.
[Imp Comm] Scott says, "Want me check that conference room?"
The CEO nods, coming to his feet as Dylar tugs at him, "The T-65? I don't know much. Most of the material would be in the conference room with them." He peers at the office, "Though...the backup files are missing...and there should be a team in there..." Sweat rolls down the mans face as he jerks his headback towards the lobby, "This way."
Dylar grunts as he listens to the man drag him back to the lobby, "Scott, you check the conference room, then quickly join me." he says to the other trooper. He then looks to the fat man as he begins to head to the lobby, "What's in the lobby?" he asks quickly, apparently not wanting to waste any time.
[Imp Comm]:Telal says, "This is TK-723 to the Imperial Strike Cruiser Enforcer. We just had an additional Lambda escape before we could secure it, watch out for it in orbit."
The CEO turns his head back towards Dylar, licking his lips as he looks from the Darktrooper to Scott, "The conference room. It's off the Corporate Offices, in the public area..."
Scott nods to Dylar and holds his rifle ready in front of his chest as he trots toward the lobby, scanning side to side as he does.
Incom Corporation Lobby
A fairly standard version of a lobby, this is the entrance area for the Corellia based division of the Incom Corporation. A handful of Incom security personnel are scattered around the small area, a pair stationed at either end of the long reception desk.
The building itself is only one storey high, stretching out from Treasure Ship Row, a mosaic set in the floor showing the company logo.
A sealed security door leads into another area at the back of the lobby.
The only other exit is a short open hallway leading into the Corporate Offices.
The security personnel are still holding the door. Impassive. The receptionist turns and gasps at the handcuffed CEO, but remains firmly at her desk. Three employees are sitting on the floor by the doors, cuffed.
Dylar pushes the CEO into the lobby and looks to the Incom guards, "I want half of you to go help secure that landing pad. Who are those?" he calls out he points to the those handcuffed, "We don't have much time." he comments to the CEO in hopes that it will some how magically make him have all the information with him as he continues on.
Scott steps into the lobby slightly ahead of Dylar and stops for a moment to orient himself. Then swiftly sets out toward the corporate offices, his rifle held ready in front of him.
The Incom Security guards nod, half of them breaking off to move out and secure the pad, one of those remaining at the door calls to Dylar, "Tried to leave." And folds his arms in front of him, though they follow the orders the imperials have given, they don't appear to be happy arresting their own employers.
The CEO nods his head quickly, "The T-65 project is a secure project, the information will be with the team in conference.."
Dylar nods and quickly continues on, apparently planning to deal with the 'prisoners' when they come back, instead he seems determined to get what he came for.
Incom Offices
Low level Incom employees work here in the warren of cubicles and small offices dedicated to housing the clerks, sales agents and technicians of the corporation. Every small space is almost exactly alike, a small datafeed into a desk mounted screen, an input device, and a cabinet for hard copies of work. The only differences are the small amounts of personal paraphernalia cluttering up the small desks.
A set of wide double doors leads into the conference room.
Some employees crane their necks or stand in cubicles as the Stormtroopers pass, with their cuffed CEO. But none seem inclined to move. The wide double doors leading into the conference room are closed.
Dylar quickly continues forward nodding to the CEO as they reach the door, "Mind opening those for us and asking the necessary individuals to join us." he says calmly.
Scott looks around the offices, then sees the doubledoors into the conference room and begins to move that way. He stops and looks over his shoulder at Dylar as he speaks to the CEO, then looks around for any employees taking a more violent interest in the Stormtroopers than the rest.
The CEO shakes his head, eyes dropping to the floor, "It's locked during meetings...can't be opened from the outside." The man states, the executive would no doubt be wringing his hands if they weren't cuffed behind him, pleading eyes turned to Dylar.
Dylar snorts at the CEO and quickly shoves him off to the side. he then looks at the door to the office and quickly delivers a swift kick from his massive leg to the door in hopes of breaking the lock and forcing the doors open.
The doors splinter and swing open, rebounding from the walls as they hit, indignant faces and half-rising executives turn towards the door, in time for a moment of perfect stillness, as the massive Darktrooper is noticed in the doorway.
Scott capitalizes on the confusion caused by Dylar's action and moves through the doorway and then takes a step to the right to leave it clear. His rifle is aimed and held ready to fire at those inside.
Dylar grabs the CEO again and quickly enters the office.
Incom Conference Room
The dominating feature of this room is a large rectangular table, seats spaced at regular intervals around it and a small screen set in front of each. A holographic projection is mounted in the middle of the table, the currently loaded projection showing: A detailed schematic of the T-65 'X-Wing' fighter.
A dozen people are seated at the table, as the stillness is broken and the CEO spotted, nine of them drop back into their chairs, one jumps up, grabbing a folder in front of him and running for the door.
Two of the men next to each other on the other side of the table move, one reaches under his suit jacket, drawing a DH-17 from a holster under there, the second flexes his wrist, a hold-out blaster emerging from his sleeve. They both attempt to bring them up towards the Stormtroopers.
Dylar quickly moves to cover most his body with the CEO bringing his large rifle up to bear at the one with the DH-17, "Drop your weapons and we won't kill you!" he calls out. He then quickly speaks into his comm, "Scott, stun the one running!"
Scott takes a step to the right and ducks down a bit to throw his enemies aim off, then fires a pair of shots at the potential escapee.
The first stun blast slams into the running executive who crumples, sliding along the floor briefly.
The armed men do nod heed Dylar's call, the man with the DH-17 shooting at the Darktrooper, the second firing at Scott with his hold-out.
The blast from the DH-17 is straight, but slams into Dylar's shield, the luckless CEO of Incom, he grunts as he takes the blaster bolt in the stomach, slumping in Dylar's grip. The second assailant's aim is not so good, the bolt sizzling close by Scott. The rest of the people at the table duck, covering their heads, caught in the crossfire.
Dylar grunts as he drops the CEO so that he does not take any more fire. As he does this he takes a shot at the DH-17 wielding exec, doing his best to keep the shot clear of damaging anything. As he does this he quickly calls for reenfocements on the comm.
Scott pivots to face the table and squeezes the trigger twice in quick succession, his target is the man with the holdout blaster.
- THUMP* Dylar's plasma grenade embeds itself in the DH-17 wielding assailant and explodes, creating a messy, spread out pile of the same man. The second is struck in the chest by Scott's two bolts and crumples, blaster slipping from his hand.
Dylar grunts as he sees no more threats. He quickly kneels down to the CEO, "Are you ok?" he asks concernedly.
[Imp Comm] Telal says, "This is TK-723, requesting a demolitions crew to the Landing Pad."
Scott glances briefly at Dylar and the fallen CEO, then moves forward to retrieve the weapons of the two attackers. His rifle still held ready as he does.
The previously called reinforcements enter the conference room, weapons up. The Stormtroopers begin to secure the room, and its occupants, cuffing members after a quic search, and piling evidence into bags.
The CEO groans, holding the large blaster wound in his abdomen, hurt, but alive.
Among the reinforcements is another faceless stormtrooper, Taqion. The armored figure shuffles forward with his companions, though he does not arrest anyone or gather evidence. He approaches the Sergeant and nods fully, sternly. Instead of greeting the Darktrooper, Taqion unslings his rifle and stands in front of the Sergeant, as if he is a bodyguard of some sort.
Dylar grunts as he attempts to lift the CEO up to carry him out, "Get all information and employees that have to do with the T-65, We're going to go check on Telal and Hayter, and try and get this oaf out of here and into bacta." he calls out to the reenforcements, waving for the Scott and Taqion to follow. He then speaks into his commlink as he begins to leave.
[Imp Comm] Dylar says, "The CEO's been shot, but he's not dead. Reenforcements are gathering the information now as well as the employees. Status report everyone."
[Imp Comm] Hayter says, "Everything down here is pretty silent. We got an X-Wing sitting here along with several prisoners."
Scott nods and walks around the table to join Dylar nearer the door.
"Yes Sir" One of the Stormtroopers replies, tugging one of the Incom Employees to his feet as the others continue to gather evidence.
[Imp Comm] Telal says, "I've called for a Demo crew to dispose of the Fighters in here. No civilian casualties on our end, but from what I can tell, a total of 3 Lambda shuttles escaped."
Taqion nods to the Sergeant, pivoting on his heel quickly and moving to the exit with the same speed as when he entered. He holds his blaster rifle at the ready across his chest.
[Imp Comm] Janmes says, "Aye 3 shuttle craft, the enforcer has captured one at this point, and one has escaped, Ensign Elohna is still in pursuit of the third."
Dylar continues to speak into his commlink, pausing only to adjust the CEO on his shoulder and give a quick glance to the captives, "We've gotten what we want, you can let them go." he grunts and continues on to the pad.
[Imp Comm] Telal says, "Those aren't our orders Sergeant... we were told to destroy all prototypes found."
[Imp Comm] Dylar says, "Indeed, have them destroyed then."
[Imp Comm] Telal says, "Just waiting on the Demo crew, Sarge."
[Imp Comm] Hayter says, "What's an ETA on arrival of CEO and departure?"
[Imp Comm] Elohna says, "Shouldn't we keep one to test it's capabilities before we destroy it? It
Taqion makes no comment in response to the frequent comm chatter, instead continuing on his way a meter or so behind the Sergeant. His helmet turns from side to side, letting him scan the lobby cautiously.
[Imp Comm] Dylar says, "We were ordered to destroy them, so they will be destroyed. We have the plans for them, and the employees who built them, as well as the CEO, we don't need the actual thing.""
[Imp Comm] Elohna says, "Sorry Sargent, just a thought, I didn't mean to second guess you."
Meanwhile, in the Landing Bay..
Private Landing Pad
A walled, somewhat spacious landing pad, reserved for use by Incom personnel. A few speeders are landed on the pad, as well as a pair of shiny, new looking T-65 'X-Wing' fighters in a sectioned off area. Uniformed, armored Incom security guards watch carefully from the blastdoors leading inside.
Telal snarls, as he see's yet another lambda shuttle beginning to lift off as soon as he enters the room, the speaker in his helmet clicking on as he calls out to the people who were trying to catch up with the shuttle, "Freeze, or you will be shot for disobeying an agent of the Empire!"
Hayter trains his rifle on the shuttle, ready to shoot vigorously if necessary. Since it is a shuttle, he figured switching the rifle above stun more suitable. Now he is just hoping; just hoping things won't get out of hand.
Upon hearing the Stormtroopers, the Lambda's boarding ramp closes and it accelerates out of the landing pad, stranding the people that had been trying to reach it. Telal quickly ran over towards them, screaming for them to drop to the floor face first.
Hayter follows Telal, yet his gun sights are still on the shuttle. With the sudden turn of events, Hayter switches the rifle to strongest but is still reluctant to shoot until told to.
Telal curses as he pushes the last person hard onto their face, switching on his commlink, "This is TK-723 to the Imperial Strike Cruiser Enforcer. We just had an additional Lambda escape before we could secure it, watch out for it in orbit."
[Imp Comm]:Telal says, "This is TK-723 to the Imperial Strike Cruiser Enforcer. We just had an additional Lambda escape before we could secure it, watch out for it in orbit."
With Telal communicating with the TIE fighters, Hayter located the several stranded individuals on the pad. Recalling Dylar's previous orders, he promptly switch the weapon back to stun. "Everyone on the launch pad, stay down or expect the use of violent force," Hayter calls out firmly from his helmet, "cooperate and hopefully nothing will happen; otherwise, expect the worst!"
Telal growls within his helmet, and kicks one of the people that had tried to escape in the ribs hard. "Tell me who was on those shuttles and I won't blast your arms off."
Hayter positions himself so he could easily see all the people. They better not move, or someone is going to be the first fatality in this mission.
The human just turns away, not answering Telal's question. After a long moment, Telal shakes his head and kicks the man again before turning and walking back to Hayter.
Hayter shrugs helplessly. "I just don't see why they won't cooperate," Hayter sighs. "I mean, here is me pointing a god damn weapon at them. Oh well, we'll just wait for Dylar's orders."
Telal smirks slightly beneath his helmet as he looks towards Hayter, "Because they're treasonous idiots who think they know better than the Emperor. For that alone they should be killed, but instead we'll keep them alive for questioning probably..."
Hayter shrugs once more, "Weird how people's minds work.
Telal turns and looks at the X-Wing fighter, "Thats the craft that these traitors have given to the Rebellion. The very sight of them makes me want to kill everyone in this building..." he says, trailing off at the end, before reaching up and activating his commlink, "This is TK-723, requesting a demolitions crew to the Landing Pad."
[Imp Comm] Telal says, "This is TK-723, requesting a demolitions crew to the Landing Pad."
Hayter looked in Telal's direction. The construction of the craft, to Hayter's suprise, is quite decent. It's four-pointed wings, while stuck together at the moment, supposedly forms an X shape. Perhaps the name originated from the wing design. Hayter looks at Telal, "Shouldn't we send some engineers down here to check out the craft? Maybe there's some things worth salvaging, and therefore giving us an upper hand against the rebels."
[Imp Comm] Dylar says, "The CEO's been shot, but he's not dead. Reenforcements are gathering the information now as well as the employees. Status report everyone."
[Imp Comm] Hayter says, "Everything down here is pretty silent. We got an X-Wing sitting here along with several prisoners."
Telal looks over at Hayter, "Our orders are to destroy all prototypes we find, and thats exactly what I plan to do. I'm sure the Empire already has vast amounts of information on these ships, a few more to study wouldn't matter."
[Imp Comm] Telal says, "I've called for a Demo crew to dispose of the Fighters in here. No civilian casualties on our end, but from what I can tell, a total of 3 Lambda shuttles escaped."
[Imp Comm] Janmes says, "Aye 3 shuttle craft, the enforcer has captured one at this point, and one has escaped, Ensign Elohna is still in pursuit of the third."
[Imp Comm] Dylar says, "See if we can't save one of those X-wings to bring back to Coruscant, I think our engineers wouldn't mind looking at a fully assembled one."
[Imp Comm] Telal says, "Those aren't our orders Sergeant... we were told to destroy all prototypes found."
[Imp Comm] Dylar says, "Indeed, have them destroyed then."
[Imp Comm] Telal says, "Just waiting on the Demo crew, Sarge."
[Imp Comm] Hayter says, "What's an ETA on arrival of CEO and departure?"
[Imp Comm] Elohna says, "Shouldn't we keep one to test it's capabilities before we destroy it? It could help the Empire develop a more superior design."
Telal shakes his head slightly as he listens to the comm signal, "Of course the pilots would want to keep it intact... they would complain if we were going to destroy a 50 year old sail barge..."
[Imp Comm] Dylar says, "We were ordered to destroy them, so they will be destroyed. We have the plans for them, and the employees who built them, as well as the CEO, we don't need the actual thing.""
[Imp Comm] Elohna says, "Sorry Sargent, just a thought, I didn't mean to second guess you."
Here the two groups merge again in the Landing Bay
Telal is standing a few meters from a group of people, all facedown on the ground. About a meter to his side stands Hayter, who is conversing with Telal about the shiny X-Wings visible on the landing pad.
Scott trots onto the landing pad a few paces behind Dylar, his rifle is held in a low ready position as he looks toward the Stormtroopers already present.
Hayter still has his rifle trained on the prisoners, only at hip-level. The prisoners are cooperating, to some extent.
Dylar enters the landing pad, a large fat CEO thrown carefully over his shoulder. As he enters he looks about carefully, "Let's get the pilots down here, I'm sure the X-wings have a self destruct they can activate." he says over the comm. He then glances over to the people lying down, "Who are they?" he asks.
Directly behind Dylar enters Taqion, moving with quiet efficiency. The armored man comes to a stop to the left and behind the Sergeant; he glances back and forth, up and down, left to right, over and over. Maybe he's a bit too cautious.
Telal shrugs slightly, "They aren't being very talkitive. They were trying to board the final Lambda that escaped. We managed to capture them, but they havn't really told us anything useful."
Scott walks a few feet to the left of the door he just came out of and looks around the landing pad, his gaze stopping on the X-wings.
Dylar grunts, "Alright, we'll take them prisoner and have a interrogation driod work on them later. Perhaps they know nothing and just enjoy being difficult." he offers. He then speaks into his comm.
Hayter continues where Telal left off: "Yeah, they're rather quiet; guess E-11 and T-21 are too intimidating..." Hayter's voice trailed off, not sure on what to say next.
[Imp Comm] Dylar says, "This is Sergeant Tajen Dylar requesting that we get picked up at the Incom Private Landing pad. We have the CEO and some captives. I believe the reenforcements with the information and execs are going up in another transport."
Taqion offers no voice in the minor conversation, apparently more interested in his current duty of studying their surroundings. He adjusts his grip on the rifle held over his chest.
[Imp Comm] Elohna says, "Roger that Sargent, I will be at the LZ in a few minutes."
Telal chuckles lightly, "Why wait for the droid, Sarge? Burn off a few limbs from a couple and I'm sure the rest will start talking."
Scott grins under his helmet and looks over at Dylar for a moment before reloading his rifle and placing the old clip into a pouch on his belt.
Dylar grunts, "I'm for letting them sweat it out a little, not to mention we've got alot of work to do." he replies.
Hayter shrugs at the small arguments. There is little to do, and he is more interested in seeing the transport drifting down the sky then deciding the fate of some lowly rebels.
[Imp Comm] Elohna says, "Beginng my descent."
At the mention of pickup over the communications frequency, Taqion ends his glancing around and finally rests his visor's blank gaze on the Sergeant.
Telal nods slightly, as he turns over towards the Prisoners, gesturing with his T-21, "Ok, all of you, on your feet. Wouldn't want you to be scorched by our shuttle, now would we?"
Scott finishes his reloading and slides the rifle-strap over his shoulder and lets it bear the weight instead of holding the rifle. He too glances over at Dylar.
Dylar glances around, "Anyone got some explosives to blow those things up, I'm tired of waiting for the demo team." he grunts.
Hayter laughs heartily at Telal's remark. "If they only know what we do to 'em, they would probably want to get scorched." Looking into the sky, Hayter searches for the transport's decent.
[Imp Comm] Elohna says, "Ok Sargent, I am at the public pad with the Formidable ready for your arrival."
Taqion remains completely silent, his visor staring straight ahead of him at Dylar.
Descending from the sky comes the ILS Formidable, the pick up for the men of the 10th Stormtroopers and cargo. It flys over the pad and turns as it sets down, the shuttl's retro jest firing as it touches down on the pad. When the shuttle finally comes to rest the ramp drops and Elohna steps down and off to the side with her pistol up, she waves the troopers aboard then scans the area.
Telal moves behind the prisoners, "Ok you traitors, up the ramp." And after that, he follows them up into the ship to keep a watch over them, keeping his T-21 held on the prisoners.
Scott nods and speaks into his commlink, "Sir, I have a couple Proton Grenades. Those should detonate 'em pretty well." He begins to walk toward the nearest X-Wing, unclipping a small green device from his belt as he does.
Hayter watches wearily as the prisoners entered the transport. Then with one last look, Hayter follows Telal into their ticket home.
Dylar nods to Scott, "Good let's take them out and get outta here, I want this fat man off my hands." he grunts as he slowly boards the ramp with the CEO.
Taqion follows closely behind the Sergeant, keeping a good lookout around them even while moving up the ramp. It is only until he is fully into the ship that he once again ends his glancing about.
Elohna bobs her black helmeted head to the troopers as they board and standing guard, an all black figure under the white hull of the shuttle.
Scott walks around to the back of the X-wing and stares at it a moment, then steps up to the back and places the magnetic explosive in the middle of where the engine should be.
Scott curses and tries to adjust the device a bit more, but he quickly gives up and runs toward the other X-wing. Unclipping the next grenade as he approaches the engine.
The device in question is now counting down from 2 minutes, and is already armed.
Elohna watches as the charges are set by the trooper, the last part of the ground mission coming to and end.
Scott speaks into his commlink as he works to set the next explosive, "Got about 2 minutes before the first goes off." He slaps the magnetic grenade onto the engine compartment of the last X-wing and pushes the plunger down before trotting toward the shuttle.
Elohna scanning the area one last time as Scott heads for the shuttle, she stands at the end of the ramp to one side watching his approach to the shuttle.
Dylar grunts ands nods, "Alright, then lets get out of here, like yesterday! MOVE people!" he calls out from the hatch.
Telal is already on board the shuttle, keeping an eye on the prisoners with his T-21 aimed at the creatures.
Scott picks up his pace at Dylar's shout and runs up the ramp and into the shuttle.
Hayter relaxes in the passenger compartment, although his E-11 is still pointed toward the prisoners.
Taqion stands quietly a meter or so to the side of the ramp, inside the ship. He holds his blaster rifle steadily over his chest, like always.
Satisfied that everyone is on board that needs to be Elohna follows up the ramp behind Scott and slaps the control to raise it as she heads for the cockpit and starts the shuttle into it's rise from the surface. She turns away from the landing pad and punches the engines before climbing through the atmosphere back into space.
Four explosions ring out, one after another. The fireball below looks like one giant mass, but the deafening sound of the grenades going off, and then the engines of the two T-65s was unmistakable.
Just before the Stormtroopers split into two parties, Lambda shuttles managed to escape into orbit. Here is where the Imperial Navy gets to shine.
Elohna hangs back to the left in loose formation with Interceptor Alpha 1 watching her scanners for any signs of hostile ships along with visual scanning to make sure she doesn't miss anything.
The engines of the Alpha 1 fire, as the small ship begins to accelerate along the equator of the planet. Like Elohna he is scanning both with his instruments and his eyes for any sign of possible hostility,
Elohna adjusts her flight controls to match speed with Janmes, her twin ion engine flare slightly as is begins to output more power for movement then she opens the comms, "What's the plan Janmes?"
Just a few seconds after Dylar communicates to Imperial Pilots, a pair of Lambda shuttles break thru the atmosphere about 5 klicks away from the TIE Interceptors. As soon as they reach open space, they perform a quick roll and take off in opposite directions.
Janmes clicks on his comm unit, "We're on the lookout for any vessels attempting to escape from the Incom facility." The Alpha one begins to slowly come right, keeping the patrol close to the facility in question. As the Lambda's enter orbit, his comm clicks on again, this time on a more general frequency. "We have to targets at a distance at about 5 kms." Switching back to the formation frequency he says curtly, "I've got the one on the left, you take care of the other." That said the Alpha 1, executes a half-roll to the left, bringing itself onto an intercept course with the shuttle in question. Moments later the Twin Ion Engines flare brilliantly as the ship begins to accelerate rapidly towards its target.
"Keep frosty Janmes, I'll get the one on the right, roger.", Elohna says as she breaks sharply off to begin her chase of the Lambda shuttle, accelerating to maximum and bringing her self towards the rear of the shuttle and locking weapons on her target.
These Lambda's are obviously not off-the-line models, as their acceleration curve is almost as good as a TIE Intercepter's. The pair of Lambda's keep low, skimming just above the edge of the atmosphere, although one seems to be having just a little bit of trouble with this, the one Elohna is following, his shield flaring once or twice as he brushes against the atmosphere.
Elohna opens a channel to the shuttle, "Lambda shuttle this is the Imperial Navy cut your engines or be fired upon.", she calls out her mandate locking her weapons on the ship and keeps her speed pushing the red line."Weapons are hot, locking on target, I'll be in range momentarily Alpha 1", she reports over the closed channel to Janmes.
Janmes brings the speedy interceptor to full throttle, passing along location information to the Enforcer as he does. He adjusts his heading slightly to account for the unexpected performance of the shuttles. Switching his comm to the general communications frequency, he broadcasts, "Unidentified Lambda shuttle, This is Pilot Officer Aryl Janmes of the Imperial Navy, stop and prepare to be boarded." As his craft draws closer to the vessel he too attempts to establish a weapons lock.
As soon as the pair of TIE Intercepters begin locking on with weapons, the Lambda's begin sliding side to side, obviously trying to evade weapons locks. On Janmes's sensors, a new craft is detected, coming up from the planet's surface from the same location as the previous two had launched from.
Elohna Matches the sway of the shuttle and allows her computer to lock onto the shuttle and fires her quad array of blasters into the back of the shuttle. "This is your last warning Lambda shuttle she says."
Janmes glances down at his display momentarily as the new vessel appears, The comm channel clicks once again. "Enforcer, This is the Alpha 1, we have a new target emerging from the Incom facility." Janmes fires his lateral thrusters slightly in an attempt to keep the shifting Shuttle in his sights and looses a full salvo towards the fleeing vessel.
Both sets of shots go wide, the Lambda that Elohna was firing at merely sideslipping from the shot, while Janmes target performs an intense barrel roll around the blaster shots. All the while, the 3rd Lambda shuttle is accelerating straight up from the planet, trying to get out of range from the Imperial ships.
Elohna scans the shuttle she is tailing trying to gauge the ship she is chasing, then bares the Interceptors fangs as she opens up releasing green bolts in the direction of the shuttle while the on board computer scans the target, "Opening Fire on the Lambda shuttle.",she reports to her wingman and the Enforcer.
The ISL Enforcer responds to the TIE with a small increasing beep, "Alpha 1 this is ISL Enforcer, affirmative on the third shuttle, stay with your target and I will persue it at this time. Enforcer out.". The lumberous ILS Enforcer scans for the third shuttle and makes it's way to it as quickly as possible. The enforcer hails the third lambda shuttle, "Unidenified Lambda Shuttle please shut down you engines at once, this is the Imperial ILS Enforcer, if you fail to comply we will be forced to fire upon you." The enforcer continues to move towards the shuttle, getting ever so close to it.
The Alpha 1 keeps its position in the rear of its target easily, not even bothering to following the vessel through its erratic dive. As the shuttle returns to normal flight, Janmes squeezes the trigger, loosing another salvo towards the engines of its target.
Janmes's quadlinked lasers manage to connect with the Lambda's rear shield, which shakes it a little, but other than that it shows no adverse affects and continues to try and speed away. Elohna's target once again manages to sideslip the shots, but this time only bairly, all the while the 3rd Lambda continues to rise from the planet, aiming to try and fly right past the Strike Cruiser.
As the Third shuttle closes to within 2 klicks of the Strike Cruiser, its turbolasers open fire, sending a series of shots towards the Lambda shuttle.
Janmes curses softly under his breath as his shots fizzle on the Lambda's shields. An instant later, another set of shots blazes from the TIE, tearing towards the fleeing shuttle.
Elohna switches to from linked fire to alternating shots 1 at a time for rapid fire shooting then fills space with the green arcing cannon fire from her TIE's blasters towards the shuttle.
Lambda #3, the one being targeted by the Strike Cruiser, dodges its way thru the turbocannon fire, just a single bolt connecting with the shield, turning it visible for a split second. Lambda #2, the one under attack by Elohna, is hit with a pair of shots, while Lambda#1 manages to dodge once again.
Alpha 1 fires its maneuvering thrusters in an attempt to refine its aim slightly. After a infinitesimal pause, another set of shots is fired. The comm clicks, "I'm having some difficulties bringing this sucker down. His shields are absorbing everything I throw at them."
Elohna remains at full speed trying to gain on the shuttle and keeps the trigger down tracking her target and leading it with her cannon fire so the shuttle moves into it0.
Another shot splashes across Lambda #3's forward shields as it closes to within 1 klick of the Strike Cruiser, the Turbolaser bombardment intensifying on the lone shuttle. Lambda #1's shields, however, completely collapse when Janmes quadlinked shots slam into its rear shields, exposing its engines. Lambda #2's shields flicker as Elohna's shots hit weak spots in the shields, but manage to stay up. However, all 3 Lambda's are closing in on the range needed to clear the gravity well of the planet.
Janmes quickly flips a toggle on his flightstick, unlinking his cannons. He glances down at his sensor display, then squeezes the trigger, sending a series of shots along the unprotected engines.
Elohna Continues to press forward as the planet falls away behind her, knowing what will happen if the shuttle makes distance she keeps firing in an attempt to bring the shuttle down.
Lambda#3 manages to avoid all the shots aimed at it, as does Lambda #1. Elohna's shot punches thru the shield on the second Lambda, finally collapsing it. Its at this point that the Strike Cruiser's tractor beams activate, and try to grab onto the Lambda approaching it, the tubrocannons continuing to fire at it relentlessly.
The Alpha 1 continues to track its target towards the edge of the gravity well. Janmes squeezes his trigger and another series of brilliant bolts trace out a path between the two vessels.
"I am about to loose this guy", Elohna informs the Enforcer and James in T/I ALpha 1, as she keeps her guns blazing and her engines pressed to the max.
Lambda #3 is firmly caught in the Cruiser's tractor beam, and it begins to slow from the beam's force. Quickly, the laser cannons orient on the captured ship, and begin to pour fire into its shields, rapidly collapsing them, and then destroying its engines. Lambda #1 once again manages to avoid all of Alpha 1's shots, and then winks out as it jumps into hyperspace. Lambda #2 also manages to avoid the shots, but hasn't quite cleared the gravity well yet.
Janmes curses silently, as his target goes to hyperspace, he glances at his sensor screen to attempt to get a possible exit vector, then fires his maneuvering thrusters to carry him back towards the Enforcer. He checks his scanners again then clicks on his comm to report.
Elohna uses her maneuvering thrusters for an extra boost she burns them at full with her engines getting a significant acceleration increase and she closes the distance between her and her target. While she dose this she pulls to a 6 o'clock high position on the shuttle so she can fire on a wider area from the rear where there is no shield, "You're not going to get away that easily ass hole,", Elohna says as she opens up on her target.
Slowly Lambda #3 is drawn into the Strike Cruiser's hanger bay by the tractor beam, surrounded by Stormtroopers with raised blasters. Outside the Cruiser, Elohna's shot punctures thru the rear of the Lambda shuttle, ripping off both the top and right wing, as well as most of the rear end. Bodies can be seen ejecting out into the vacuum in the cargo section of the craft, but the cockpit seems to remain whole as the ship tumbles end over end, dead in space.
The engines of the Alpha 1 propel the vessel rapidly back towards the currently location of the Alpha 2 and its target. Janmes clicks the comm, "Alpha 2, whats your status?" He glances down to check his sensors, attempting to decipher what exactly has happened.
Elohna slows her ship and flys by the shuttle inspecting the damage on the pass, seeing the crew floating in space she shakes her head as she reports, "Lambda 2 destroyed, possible flight crew survival, all others lost.", then feeling a little sick to her stomach she accelerates again and turns back toward the Enforcer.
The Strike Cruiser turned, and began to head towards the wrecked Lambda shuttle, as its comm unit activated, "Good shooting Alpha 1 and Alpha 2. Continue to patrol and intercept any other Incom vessels attempting to enter or leave the area. Enforcer out."
"Roger Enforcer, reinstating patrol path. I'm on you Alpha 1", Elohna says over the imperial channel.
Janmes clicks his comm on and off in acknowledgement, then changes frequencies, "Acknowledged Enforcer", he broadcasts. Adjusting his course slightly to bring them back onto a patrol pattern, he transmits his flight data to the Alpha 2, and throttles down, bringing his vessel back down to a more suitable patrol speed.
Elohna brings her TIE Interceptor in to a loose formation on the lower left quarter of Jamnes' TIE then matches his speed as they begin patrolling the space over Corellia.