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[Chad32]

(Sorry)

"So bring me in my captive." Visser 21 said.

"Actually, sir, the bugfighters seem to be having difficulties."

"Oh. Well, that's embarrasing, isn't it? Tell those pilots to wake up and capture them already, before I get impatient. Now!"

"Y-yes sir!"

Meanwhile, the bugfighters start really getting their acts together. Firing at the enemy engines and such, trying to keep them from escaping.

[Myitt]

"I'm hit!" Gerard yells over the link system.  "Z-drive is down...Reven, help!"

"I can't, there are no weapons on this thing," Reven replies.  "Damnit..."  He cruises his Skrit Na craft up and around toward Gerard, cruising through some of the larger ships.  He uses his tractor beam to latch on to Gerard's ship, pulling his smoldering ship along at a fast clip, away from the fighter.  "It's no use, we'll need to dock, we can't escape into z-space tethered like this."

[Chad32]

One of the bugfighters made contact with Revan and Gerard. "Surrender peacefully, brother, and you will not be harmed. Visser 21 will be merciful if you cooperate." He said, as the bugfighters neared and one prepared to board.

Visser 21's bladeship loomed closer, now that battle seemed improbable. He also wanted to make sure they were taken into his ship, instead of Visser 17's.

[Myitt]

"Yes, well, you see I don't think so," says Reven, zooming away as fast as possible with Gerard's ship in tow. 

[Chad32]

"If we can navigate through these fleet ships without plowing people over, we can get them with the tractor beam." Visser 21 said as his bladeship attempted to maneuver from the middle of the fleet.

The bug fighters took turns firing and moving closer, but they also noticed more bugfighters coming.

"Sir, I believe Visser 17 has deployed his own fighter." The subordinate said nervously.

"Send a message to all craft to get the dapsen out of my way! I'll deal with the flak from Visser 17 later. Heck, if Seran makes it out of his own jam I may not need to deal with him at all. He'll be beaten or killed by Visser 8. Though if I have to deal with Visser 8...I'm not sure if I can stand up to him."

[Luke Skywalker (Ossanlin)]

Ossanlin aims a stalk-eye at Alic.  <Well, I believe my pride has been bruised, but everything else seems to be functioning properly.>  He blushes a bit under his blue fur as Alic refers to him with the human-style endearment.  He looks back at the Yeerk who appears to be starting to lose consciousness.  <We need to restrain him and tend to those wounds.  Asmodee is tough but that is a lot of vital fluid to be losing.  I hope Myitt is okay...I haven't received any transmissions from the Tyrennian.>

He smiles a bit with his eyes.  <Thank you again Aliciania, I believe I might owe my life to you.>



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Seran


Seran looked around the viewscreens, incredulous at what he saw.  He'd expected Myitt to attack him, but not five or six ships!

"Sir, some regions of the shielding are already down to 80%!"

"Open fire all beams!  Blast this rebel scum out of the sky.  Engage full thrust towards the fleet, we'll lead these fools into a trap!"

Seran's confidence was show and bluster, a natural response to fear.  His situation was worsening by the second...he would need the fleet to save him, as embarrasing as that was.  Still these idiots would be destroyed, and Myitt too this time.  He took heart in the fact that her death and the death of these others would wound Ossanlin, Seran would draw out the Andalite's demise over years...yes, that though brought him a little happiness in the middle of the storm of beams.



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Visser 17


The allied commander watched his viewscreen as Visser 21's fighters continued to pursue the escapees against his direct order.  Well he would see to that...

Suddenly one of his officers yelled, "Brace for....!"  and was interrupted as a massive wave of energy impacted the ship.  The energy had already wiped out all the bombers and fighters surrounding the moon, vaporizing them, and Visser 17's ship had been the closest of the capitol ships.  The wave tore through shielding and hull-plating, totally disabling the craft.  Some decks were opened to the atmosphere as the energy knocked out all electronic activity on the ship and Visser 17 was thrown from his feet, his host's head impacting the sharp corner of a work-station, the host blacking out.

Visser 17's ship yaws back and drifts listlessly, seeming to be almost lifeless now, pieces of hull-plate and debris floating away at a higher speed.  The ship was for all intents and purposes, dead in space.

[Chad32]

"Sir, it seems the forward section of the fleet has taken heavy damage. Visser 17 has fallen out of contact."

"What a waste." Visser 21 said. "Order the nearest vessels to tend to the wounded and ensure minimal loss. This excursion has been mostly fruitless. Visser Eight's plan has failed, but I will take over to help gather up the pieces. As for Visser Eight himself, I suppose we should attempt a rescue. Ready a report for the Council. Say that the rebels managed to elude us, and all we were greeted with was a destroyed moon. We should think about resting on the planet to make repairs."

"Yes sir."

"By the way, I assume damage to our own vessel was minimal?"

"Yes sir. We were at a reasonably safe distance, though minor repairs may be in order."

"Very well. May the Council have mercy on my superiors this day. Now, where are my prisoners!?"

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"He's opening fire. Big surprise." Temrash said, keeping cool under pressure. "Let's show him what we've got!"

[Breekan1]

"Cripes!" Breekan yelps as the bladeship opens fire. The light from the onslaught of shredder and dracon fire washes over him. "It's terrifying fighting on one of these things." He readies another shot and unleashes it as he speaks. "You get absolutely zero control over whether or not you get hit."

[Myitt]

"Yeah, well neither does he," Corliss calls down, wiping sweat from his brow as he maneuvers the manual weapons for another round of fire at the Blade Ship.

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"Alright, he's bringing in the big guns.  We're out of here, we need to get to the rendezvous point," says Myitt grimly.  "Like, really, really fast."  She hails The Vagabond.  "Gaz, Corliss, whoever this is...set a course for the rendezvous.  Corliss will know the coordinates."

---

"A bit busy, mate," Corliss replies, marred with static.

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"Oh, now it's your turn?  Get your ass to the rendezvous!"  Myitt fires up the z-space navigational computer, careening past the Blade Ship and losing part of the Cruiser's forward shielding in the process.  

"We can't take another hit like that," Myitt tells her comrades.  "Look at him, powering away toward his fleet.  He wants us to follow him.  Buckle up, we're moving out again.  We can't help anyone at the base, as it stands, not with an entire armada in the way.  Wave goodbye to Seran everyone!"  She shakes her head as she pilots the ship away, still plotting the z-space course.

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"Gerard?"

No answer.

"Come in, Gerard?"

Reven's ship was coursing away from the disabled Imperial ships near the remains of the base, with Gerard's ship in tow.  

<Maybe he hit his head?> James offers.

"There's no way to tell, I can't even get a reading on his ship's life support.  These shuttles are so crude," Reven murmurs irritably.  "I am picking up something up ahead...some distance away..."  He peers at a screen, scrolling text in Galard.

<A Blade Ship, a Cruiser, and...what the hell are those things?>

"Mmmh, all Imperial, except for those strange new ships," Reven muses.  "They're too far away to get a clear signal."

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Myitt pauses in her inspection of the navigational screens.  She leans forward, eyeing them again, double checking the signal.

Then, she hails the functioning Skrit Na fighter.  "Who is this?" she cautions in Galard.

After a moment, "Myitt?"

She sits back, eyes wide, recognizing the ship's signal.  "Jesus, is that you, Rev?  Is it really you?  What the...what in the christ are you doing!  GET!  ON!  THIS!  SHIP!"

"Good to see you, too," Reven replies, punching the little craft as fast as it can go with Gerard's ship attached.  "Pretty soon we're going to have company.  Open the docking ingress."

"Uh, yeah, if you haven't noticed, we already have ****ing company!" Myitt howls.

[Terenia]

It's a rather good thing that Myitt has switched her weapons station over to autopilot. Kyra watches the battle unfold, explosions reflecting in her wide eyes as she sits frozen in place.

[Chad32]

"Goodbye Seran." Zoshonel said as he made a few last good shots at Seran's engines.

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"Visser 21. Tell your guys to back off so we can rescue the rebels." Temrash said as he observed the situation with Revan.

"Can't, sir. Some of those bugfighters heading towards him have direct orders from Visser 17. If my guys pull back, his guys may get them." Visser 21 said from a secure spot.

"Fine. Just do what you can. Visser 8 is heading your way. He's bound to be in a horrible mood, so try to avoid him."

"Yes sir."

[Shenmue654]

Mar smacks his forehead, shaking a bit in his seat as the ship makes some of the more dangerous turns. I think it came out in the right place, but there's no way this thing can go toe to toe with a Blade ship for very long. It's a little like a human armed with a crowbar trying to fight a grizzly bear.

Mar walks over to Kara and puts his hand on her shoulder, trying to calm her down. With luck Revan will make it to them in time, but he's not sure given the situation. ...Myitt would be devastated if something happened to him...

[Six]

Lighter Then Some bobbed gently over to the human, its armour type was interesting and the Huragok would love to examine it in its component parts when it got the chance. Its tentacles reached for the access panel and, removed it as the Huragok’s tentacle’s split into multiple cilia and delved inside the exposed circuitry.

The Engineer chirped happily to itself, pleased to be of help to someone, it deftly stripped wires and spliced other components together, fixing the shield system and boosting the strength of the shields and the time in which they recharged. A few minutes later it removed its cilia and tentacles replaced the access panel as the Spartans shields began to recharge.

Lighter Then Some drifted back a few paces and looked ‘round the area, hoping for something else to repair, it eyed the Spartans weapon with interest.

[Alic]

<Well, I'll keep my tail at his throat while you find a way to do so.> Alic looked down at Asmodee. <I sure don't have the strength to move him.> She returned her main eyes to Ossanlin, looking slightly worried when he mentioned Myitt. She had been wondering the same thing but they had been a little busy to find out what was going on.

[Gaz]

"Got it," said Gaz. "Morgan! We got somewhere to be."

"Send me coordinates," Morgan replied.

"Ok!" said Gaz. "Where we goin?"