Star Wars The Clone Wars (IC)(OPEN)

[Decius]

The Consular Cruiser, Concordian Claw, belonging to Klaggis Luxxer sat in orbit over Tatoine with 10 crew aboard, the rest were down in Mos Eisley in the Cantina/Casino getting either drunk of rich. Klaggis himself most likely the latter. Mako and Kitari most likely the first.
Klaggis smirked as he won another round of Sabacc and against Zion the famous Sabacc Champion. Zion looked furious. "Looks like I win. You owe those 50,000 credits now." However Zion moved pull the credit chips back. "No you cheated someho-" Zion gave a croak as a Westing Blaster Pistol went off under the table. Klaggis lifted Zion's head up and looked into the Rodian's eyes as the life left them. "No one calls me a cheater." He took the credit chips as several attractive Twilek Dancers came over and he grinned.
Mako, Kitari, and Raki were having a drinking contest at the bar but all three knew how to hold their liquor well. Gitar and Huan had konked out early in. In a corner Hikaro was enjoying kjssing and roving his hands across an attractive human girl in his lap whom wore a tiny outfit that left little to the imagination.
Shula was checking the latest bounties and saw the Gizor Delso one was still open.

[Pantorrum]

Count Dooku descended to Mos Eisly to find a freighter to make his way to Coruscaunt. He was not wishing to go, but thought he and his master could discuss some matters in person. He walked down the streets and came across a Cantina. He sensed that the force was urging him to enter it. He was a servant to the force as he was to his master, so he entered it. He looked over to see a man he had seen holograms of before when Grevious had reported him selected for a mission. He walked over to him followed by 2 Super battledroids. He looked down at the man. He hadn't seen what he was looking at buut he could sense it.
"Gizor Delso is a great catch, but how would you like to fix your past mistakes friend? I need the queen of Naboo dead or alive. Dead, 90,000 credits. Alive, 150,000 credits. You had told that she was dead but she isn't. I want her more than I do Delso."

Grevious stood on board the Malevolence looking at a monitor. Repairs were almost done and when they were he would set course for Kamino. He would bring a massive fleet of scrap ships and crash them into the stilted cities below. They would eventually fall. The debris would deploy 100,000 Aqua droids in case the DNA survived. Soon, the clones would have no new reinforcements

[Decius]

Klaggis stood up. His teammates did likewise as they donned their gear. "Count, I'll do the job for you. But you realize at one point of another I'll be coming for you. After all the Republics offering 1,500,000 credits for you alive. Today we part as friends but at another point we may part as enemies."

[Pantorrum]

Dooku scowled.
"Just bring me the queen. I care not if we are enemies, I want her. I will offer you another 100,000 to kill the planets governor.

[Kassaran]

Republic Navy
4^th Sector Fleet
Naboo Detachment, In orbit over Naboo
Admiral Jaan smiled as the B-7 cruised into the open hangar bay located at the back of the main bridge superstructure. A little known point-of-entry, it was well-guarded by several cannons and Jaan couldn't help but notice another, smaller, Republic Attack Shuttle already in position. inside the hangar bay unloading new troops, among them, even from this distance, Jaan could pick out the large bulky armor of the ARC Trooper he had decided to hand protection of the Queen specifically over to. Using his IFF Transponder beacon, he flagged the transceiver on the top of the hangar bay and deactivated the anti-particle field that would of kept his vessel out of the hangar. With the field now harmonized to his specific field frequency, he entered the shielded bay, wincing as he gently nosed the tip of the old freighter in, meter by meter, until he was setting her down on the center pad. Several repair teams came over and immediately began to give her a look-over as Jaan himself walked down the ramp. Ensuring that no other guards were present, he moved on and entered the hangar through the main crew-access corridor and quickly began to weave his way around the vessel, soon finding his way into the main Administrative Briefing Room. Smiling as he took his seat, he noticed an ARC Trooper sitting across the way, a rather young-looking one, judging by the lack of scarring on his large armor plates.

The trooper began to shift his weight in the large seat he was accompanying, obviously unnerved by the stone-cold clone Admiral who sat across from him, Jaan allowed for a small smile ( or at least what might pass as the ghost of one) to flicker across his face, hoping it would put the trooper more at ease. It worked, the trooper began to settle down, and just in time, because as the trooper's heartbeat began to settle, the doors opened and in walked Admiral Tolfin, flanked by three other people, a young woman in regal dress-clothes, and two Theed Royal Guards. Standing up and saluting her, he noticed the other man, the ARC, doing the same. Once again, the clone had passed, he was everything that Jaan had hoped for. Familiar enough with the rules to play by them, casual enough with social interactions to fully function in an undercover situation as they were soon to be in.

"Gentlemen, might I present to you, the Royal Monarch of the Naboo, Queen Neeyutnee of Theed. These are her two most trusted guardsmen, they have opted to assist during this flight to Coruscant. I myself am Admiral Tolfin of the Republic 4^th Sector Fleet Naboo Detachment. I assume you are Admiral Jaan?" The older man, the one by the name of Tolfin, outstretched his hand toward his grizzled clone counterpart. Taking it, the clone smiled and responded.

"Thank you Admiral, I as well am an Admiral, Clone Admiral Jaan of the 434^th Republic Assault Fleet. Now that we've passed the formalities (they don't acknowledge Jul because in all regards, he isn't supposed to be there, none of them are, what they are doing goes completely behind all Republic records and anything Jul hears makes him liable for failure and for accepting responsibility for the failure of the said mission if such an event were to occur, thus it is simply easier to pretend as though he isn't present and instead let him pic up the details from the following briefing), I believe it is time for us to begin to discuss our plans for the safe transport of the Queen to Coruscant."

"I'm not so sure that is a good idea Jaan, the Senate building bombing that occurred a few days ago as well as the kidnappings of the Senators from Naboo and Alderran have left the Senate vulnerable." Tolfin began to protest, but Jaan interrupted him and began the briefing.

" I understand the threat of taking her to Coruscant, do you not feel as though I haven't considered the danger myself? I have, and i have a plan that involves several of my Republic Intelligence contacts and a few of the Sentinels from the Temple, but in order to do so productively and efficiently, I first have to go over the plan with all involved. May the two guardsmen leave the room now? I am attempting to allow for compartmentalization." The Queen nodded to the two men and dismissed them from the room, they slowly back out, hands resting on their hip holsters and waiting for trouble," Continuing on, in the main administrative hangar bay right now, ten decks below our feet is the old B-7 light Freighter [i]Corusca Runner. With how well refined the hyper-drive is on her and the new tactical upgrades and updates, the vessel is now fit to take the queen to Coruscant. I have called everyone here for a specific purpose. I shall start first with the Queen."

Pausing here, Jaan turns slowly and looks the Queen of Naboo square in the eyes, something highly disrespectful if it weren't for the fact that he needed to know whether she understood the plan or not. She had been deemed a ditz and an airhead before, but that would not be allowed this time. Beginning his lecture, he took a deep breath and opened his tight-lipped mouth," I am sorry to be so harsh and aggressive your highness, but Naboo needs you to get to Coruscant safely. the only means of doing so is to take the long route through the outer-core worlds until we reach our turning point at Malastare, then we can move for the Republic Fleet in orbit over Ord Mandell. When we have reached that point, we'll stop, call back in to Tolfin here and inform him of our progress, and then make the final push to Coruscant. During this time, you cannot allow anyone to discover who you are, what vessel you are traveling in, or even what your true name is. We have already falsified papers of transit for you, myself, and another," Jaan paused here and sent a knowing glance in Jul's direction, [i]Jul acknowledged said glance with a slight nod behind his dark yet glossy helmet visor of a face. He indeed looked imposing and sinister in this light, and he knew it.

Turning back to the Queen, Jaan began again," In the event anyone attacks us and we are unable to outrun them or outgun them, you are to immediately take the lifeboat and jettison yourself into space and head for the nearest habitable planet. Do you understand," the queen nods silently," good, on top of that all, in the event we are wounded in a fight, you will have an astromech droid [Model No. R2] to assist you in piloting the 'Corusca Runner'" It was here that Jaan took an unnatural pause before beginning again," When we get to Coruscant, we have several Republic intelligence Officers, loyal only to us, that will be waiting at the designated rendezvous. We will be in contact with them the entire time, and in the event they are compromised, we will be force to scuttle our ship and flee to a different Core World, in the event we are near Coruscant when we lose contact, it will be Kuat we head for."

Now finished with grilling the Queen, he turned to his equal," Admiral Tolfin, I have great respect for you, and while you may be older, i was the one assigned to protect Naboo before you arrive, thus i will be going with her to Coruscant. My fleet is yours now, though it will be headed up by Vice-Admiral Tiberius. Do not underestimate his skill, he is a brilliant tactician and I picked him for that specifically. You are to keep your fleet here unless you are otherwise ordered by a senior officer of both of ours to move out. In the event that you are ordered to move out, you may only take half of my fleet, and 'Unbridled Fury' is not to be among that number. She is very important to the Supreme Chancellor and is to remain safely stowed away here over Naboo."

"Yes Admiral, thank you for your services," Tolfin acknowledged, though half of what Jaan had said wasn't because of respect, it was simply Fleet policy. Jaan had only seemed to of wanted to project an atmosphere of authority to impress the ARC Trooper sitting in the corner of the room. The funny part was Tolfin, nor Jaan, could remember him moving there. He had been originally been sitting down. Noting this, Jaan turned now to talk to the last member of the escort team that didn't know the plan and their involvement in it to the fullest degree.

"ARC Trooper Beta-32 Jul, I have read up on you and I like what I have seen. Even though you failed to adequately lock down the prison in time to prevent the escape of several notorious Separatist War Criminals and Prisoners of War, you now have a chance at redemption. Protect the Queen with your life, everything that happens from here on out including her is to become strictly your business. You are no longer your own person, you are no longer an individual, you are the Queen's shadow and arm, she moves to pick up something, you lift it and her. If she is running from the enemy, even if you have chunks of meat missing from you, you are to carry the Queen to safety. If you see a plasma round coming at her, you are to put yourself between her and that round and you are to be her guardian angel at all times. You understand me?"

"Yes sir!" The ARC Trooper called out, rather loudly, the door opened slightly and one of the guardsmen poked his head in, hand at his hip, wondering what was happening. He was greeted by a maelstrom of curses in languages that not even most translators would know off of the top of their head, and the guard reacted appropriately by exclaiming silently and then ducking behind the door again as he pulled it shut as though Jaan had vibroblades in his hands ready to chuck at the poor guardsman's head. With this, Jaan saluted and dismissed them all. It took less than twenty minutes for them all to reach the hangar deck and soon enough, the pre-flight checks were done and the B-7 began to lift up and off of the hangar deck and made for the emptiness on the other side of the shields. Piercing through them like a vibroblade through warm Bantha butter, the "Corusca Runner" made for the edge of Republic Fleet lines and into deep space, moving towards a lone planet in the middle of space, the planet Malastare.

[The Norrland]

"Sir, we have neutralised the targets. The north flank is advancing rapidly." Bemnir heard one of the pilots say.
"Good job pilot. Stay with them until they reach the city outskirts." He ordered.
"Yes sir." The pilot replied. Bemnir ordered the men to dig in and prepare for a counter-attack, while they wait for the northern flank to catch up. Eventually the coms came to life, and the commander of the north flank reported in that they were ready to move into the city.
"Alright commander. Move up." He told the southern flank the same as well. Come on guys, lets go!" The troopers got up and began running down the street towards the Capitol.

[Decius]

Klaggis and his team had left Tatoine for Malastare. Klaggis intended to meet and old contact there about information on the Queen. The Consular Cruiser sat in orbit as they waited for their contact to signal them.

[The Norrland]

Bemnir was jogging down the street, towards the city centre, with his accompaniment of clone troopers, and Commander Nydo. He watched as the gunships flew over head, and his men were running the same way all around him. He looked up, to see a group of droid bombers coming over the rooftops towards them. "GET DOWN!" he yelled, as the men all around him scrambled out of the main street, ducking into alleyways and under shelter, to find some protection from the incoming bombs. He ran off to the right, following Nydo and few other clones. They ran into an alleyway, were they ducked down, and Bemnir put a finger to his earpiece.
"Rourke, launch the fighters, and get these bombers off our backs!" He yelled over the sound of explosions and blaster-fire.
"Yes, sir. Launching them now." He heard Rourke reply.

About a minute later, the droid bombers had completed their run, and were circling back around for another try.
"General, squadron leader H-14 here, we're here, and targeting those bombers." Bemnir looked up, and watched the fighters fly through the formations of bombers, destroying or scattering all of them before a second payload could be dropped.
"Good work pilots. Stick around, we may need you again later." Bemnir said over the coms.
"Yes sir." He heard a pilot reply.
"Alright boys, lets move up!" He yelled across the street. The clones resumed their advance through the city. Bemnir ordered the clones to slow their advance, when he saw a separatist column of droids was advancing towards them. "Men, take up defensive positions. Prepare to fight off the incoming droids." The clones did so, and hunkered down for the approaching combat. "Nydo, come with me around the flank, and get Gamma and Charlie squads as well."
"Yes, sir." Commander Nydo replied. "Gamma, Charlie squads, with me! We're going round the flank!" The two squads formed up in front of Nydo and Bemnir.
"Alright boys, lets go." Bemnir gestured towards the alleyway behind him. He ran down it, the squads and Nydo following close behind.

They ran through the alleyways, with no droid resistance. All of the enemy were on the main street, with no thought to execute any flanking maneuvers. They came to an alley on the left, and ran down it. There was plenty of cover and things to hide behind, and the droids were on the main street, directly in front of them.
"Men, spread out and find some cover, the droids don't know we're hear yet." Bemnir ordered. The clones took up positions behind walls, crates and other things. Bemnir listened for a moment as the blaster fire rang out across the city, and droids were falling all across the street. "Men, open fire! Advance into the street!" Bemnir yelled as he vaulted the crate he was behind, and drew his lightsaber. He charged down the alleyway, straight into the side of the droid column. He began hacking through the droids with ease, using his force powers to throw droids into each other, and dismantle them were they stood. With every slash, more droids fell, and he went almost feral in speed and ferocity as he cut through the droids. His squad poured out of the alleyway he had come from, gunning down the droids were they stood. "Men, advance!" He ordered into the coms to the main force of clones who were dug in behind him. He watched as scores of droids fell, dozens upon dozens were shot to pieces in the hail of blaster fire. They began to go back the way they came, firing as they went. The fleeing droids were gunned down as they retreated.

"Good job boys. Now, it's time we liberated this place for good, don't you think?" he asked to the clones around him. They cheered in agreement, and they ran down the street. Over the course of the next few hours, the entire clone legion met up, and surrounded the city centre. The remaining droids were shot to pieces in their defenses. By the next day, the city was firmly under Republic control, and over the course of the week, the planet was liberated from separatist rule.

Bemnir stood at the bridge of Honour looking out across the planet. His first mission was a total success, and their victory was made even more sweet due to the minimal losses sustained by the clones during the operation. But, there is no rest for the weary, and Bemnir learned this when he was ordered to move to support Admiral Czer and the ground forces on Christophis. He read the message and ordered the ship to set a course. "Men, set a course for Christophis. There is word of the Malevolence being sighted over the planet so be on your guard. General Grevious is one of the most dangerous commander the Separatists have. Let's get going, shall we?" He said, turning to face the crew. This is it. My first large-scale engagement. Better make it count. And get out alive.

*Queue Star Wars theme*

[Pantorrum]

Grevious still sat on the Malevolence looking as the repairs finished for good. He squinted his eyes in the most diabolical way. No one would stop him now. He detected a fleet was soon too jump out over Christophsis. He ordered the ship to come about and charge up the ion rotar cannon. The enemy would be hit just when they exited lightspeed. They'd be forced to lose ship no matter what course of action they took. He would destroy all the fleet before boarding the flagship and personnaly killing the commander. This would send a clear sign to the jedi that Christophsis was Grevious' now.

Organa's government signed the partition to have republic forces leave and were spared their lives. They remain in cells and the partition was sent to the Chancellor of the Republic. The message previously shown to the chancellor certainly was of great debate in the senate but now Alderran had agrred for now to Dooku's terms. Alderran was his as well. All they waited on was the deathh of the queen.
Everything rested on the sholders of the bounty hunter sent to kill the queen. If he succeded, then no matter the republic victory in battle, the senator would have authority and would surrender to save Organa's life. Dooku also wanted skywalker though. If he had him he could be sure Amidalla would surrender.

He contacted the bounty hunter.
"I have news terms. Kill the queen, kill the governor, and bring me skywalker alive. I will give you 500,000 credits for this. Bring me the queen alive and you will get an additional 50,000 credits."

[Humalle]

Kiro would see these people free, partition of not but orders were orders. His forces had already evaced as the Acclamators rose up to orbit to jump to Kuat. The enemy fleet had been reduced to a small few ships giving the still massive Republic Fleet a good oportunity to leave. The remaining 25 Venators, 27 Arquitens, and 21 Acclamators had a clear path to jump.

[Pantorrum]

On this day the Separatist had tooken a key Republic planet opening a dorr to a variety of Republic worlds. Soon, no one could stop the Republics demise. Dooku smiled at the report.
"Good job T339. You shall be rewarded. Your fleet will be reinforced. Tighten your grip on the planet. I am sending a Neomodian Admiral with a fleet and additional droids. Hold the planet, but at all costs the capital. Prepare for rebellions."
"Yes my lord."
Dooku called to the bartender.
"Get me something good to drink."
He flashed 1000 credits out on the table.
"And make sure its not poisoned.
The bartender smiled.
"Thank you sir."
He came back with a red substance and handed it to the man. Taking his credits, he went back to work. Dooku sat at his table meditating in the force. He could sense the bounty hunters location in his task. He had made it to Malastare.

[Alotopia]

On this day the Separatist had tooken a key Republic planet opening a dorr to a variety of Republic worlds. Soon, no one could stop the Republics demise. Dooku smiled at the report.
"Good job T339. You shall be rewarded. Your fleet will be reinforced. Tighten your grip on the planet. I am sending a Neomodian Admiral with a fleet and additional droids. Hold the planet, but at all costs the capital. Prepare for rebellions."
"Yes my lord."
Dooku called to the bartender.
"Get me something good to drink."
He flashed 1000 credits out on the table.
"And make sure its not poisoned.
The bartender smiled.
"Thank you sir."
He came back with a red substance and handed it to the man. Taking his credits, he went back to work. Dooku sat at his table meditating in the force. He could sense the bounty hunters location in his task. He had made it to Malastare.

Special Tasks Squad 1
At Tatooine

As Dooku sipped his drink, Kom'rk and his ARC troopers walked into the bar... The size of the troopers scared even the toughest in the bar. Steve and Bob stood at the door, while Kom'rk and George approached the Bartender...

"Hello sir," said Kom'rk as he got the bartender's attention, "I am looking for a man about this tall *hand motion of height* and was last seen at this bar. *shows him a wanted poster* He had about 6 or 7 people in his group... He is also a bounty hunter." The bartender looked at trooper obviously scared by the trooper and said, "Ya, I know that guy, goes by Klaggis or whatever. He was talking to that older gentleman in the corner" *he pointed to Dooku...

Concurrently Larry walked towards a dead body in the corner... He asked a nearby person how the man had died, and he said he was killed for calling some bounty hunter a cheater. He took several pictures, then analyzed the wound...

Kom'rk walked towards the older man in the corner and said, "Hello sir, I am looking for a man who you just talked with. He goes by the name of Klaggis. Do you know where he might have gone after you spoke with him?"

By this time Larry had walked up beside Kom'rk and said, "The body in the corner fits Klaggis' psychological profile. He was definitely here."

[Pantorrum]

Worry grew in Dooku's mind. He seen the clone was tall and strong, quite a brute. That wouldn't stop a lightsaber to the abdomen though. However, Dooku sensed this wasn't the place nor time for this man to die. One day his time would come...
He looked up at the clone, suprised he hadn't recognized him by now.
"I might know where he's going." He knew the bounty hunter would have to earn his pay. What better way than to help him do so.
"Why should I tell you even if I do know?"
(OOC: He will tell you. He's just being a D*ck first.)

[Alotopia]

Worry grew in Dooku's mind. He seen the clone was tall and strong, quite a brute. That wouldn't stop a lightsaber to the abdomen though. However, Dooku sensed this wasn't the place nor time for this man to die. One day his time would come...
He looked up at the clone, suprised he hadn't recognized him by now.
"I might know where he's going." He knew the bounty hunter would have to earn his pay. What better way than to help him do so.
"Why should I tell you even if I do know?"
(OOC: He will tell you. He's just being a D*ck first.)

Kom'rk laughed. He had always liked old people, even if they were rude. He replied, "Sometimes, people arn't of use to either side of the war... Republic or Separatist... *he stared into the eyes of the old man* I know who you are Tyranus, but we are not here for you... If you yell us... we never saw you..."

[Pantorrum]

Dooku smiled.
"Your a smart clone. One of the few in fact. You will find what you lloking for above Malastare and be warned, the man you follow is not to be toyed with. I've given him an important job, hundreds of thousands of credits rest on his teams success, as well as the fate of a world. He will not fail me." He rose to his full height matching that of the clone before him.
"Now if you will excuse me, I really must be going. After all, I have a war to win."

[Alotopia]

Dooku smiled.
"Your a smart clone. One of the few in fact. You will find what you lloking for above Malastare and be warned, the man you follow is not to be toyed with. I've given him an important job, hundreds of thousands of credits rest on his teams success, as well as the fate of a world. He will not fail me." He rose to his full height matching that of the clone before him.
"Now if you will excuse me, I really must be going. After all, I have a war to win."

Kom'rk smiled, and replied, "Sir?" *Dooku turns around to look at him* "This will probably be the last time you hear this from a Republic trooper, but Good Luck!" He saluted and exited the bar...

They walked to the Nubian Royal Yacht that they had commandeered, and Steve said, "Why did you let Dooku go?" They all looked at one another and at the same time said, "Not my job!" And high fived each other...

They boarded their ship and lifted off Tatooine... Once they reacted orbit, they hyperspace jumped to Malastare, a journey that might take several hours...

On their way there they all checked and double checked their gear... The Agente was ready for anything as they engaged the clocking device... it would allow them to follow Klaggis without being seen... Also the jamming and sensor mask would also make it impossible to target with missiles. They would come out of hyperspace ready with all weapons primed...

[The Norrland]

Honour came out of hyperspace above Christophis. Bemnir stood at the bridge looking all across the sky for the Malevolence. He could not see it anywhere. It must be on the other side of the planet. "Sir we have found the Malevolence! She is on the other side of the planet." An officer called out.
"Good job. monitor her movements. There is another Republic fleet inbound, but our ground forces have been forced to withdraw from the planet with the government accepting the Separatist terms of surrender. We are hear to take the planet back." Bemnir said.
"Sir," Another officer piped up. "We have received a message from Coruscant."
"What does it say?"
"It says we have to evacuate now, and that there are Separatist reinforcements inbound."
"Damn it! We have just arrived, we have to wait a while before the hyperdrives are ready again. We have to survive without for a few hours then." Bemnir said.

[Decius]

Three Black Sun Frigates approached the heavily armed Consular Cruiser since their contact wored for the Black Sun. Klaggis and his contact were speaking via a holo transmission. The other 24 elite, highly trained, and heavily armed Mandalorian Bounty Hunters of Klaggis's Ship crewed the vessel and kept its 10 Turbolasers, and 12 Trackig Torpedo Launchers ready. About 12 Black Sun Fighters accompanied the Frigates.

[Humalle]

Kiro sat meditating onboard the Venator Cruiser Stallion, as they cruised through hyperspace towards the planet Onderon which had recently been invaded by the Separatists. An insurgency was currently operating on the planet but they were heavily outnumbered and ill-equiped to take back their planet. So Republic Support was called in and Kiro, the 67th Fleet Division, and the 678th Attack Battalion with support from the 290th Siege Brigade were chosen to do the job. The flagship of the fleet, the Venator Cruiser Stallion, would spearhead the assault against the Separatists Blockade over the planet. The rest of the fleet consisted of 14 Venator Cruisers, 12 Arquiten Light Cruisers, 7 Acclamator Assault Ships/Transports, and 5 Pelta Supply Ships. Intelligence Reports stated that the Separatist Blockade consisted of a Providence Dreadnaught, 5 Recursant Light Destroyers, and 7 Munificent Frigates.

[Alotopia]

The Agente came out of Hyperspace over Malastare, and fully cloaked itself... it was practically undetectable to anything... they scanned the area and found 3 Black sun frigates approaching the bounty hunters ship... they waited to see what would happen.

[Decius]

Klaggis finished the information transfer just as he received word of Skywalker's location. They did not yet leave Malastare nor did their Black Sun friends. Klaggis contacted Count Dooku. "Skywalker's Cruiser is on patrol in the Alena System. However I may need a few things to take on a fully armed Venator Cruiser. Firstly a fully armed and crewed Providence Dreadnaught with two Munificents s escort. Send them to Malastare. Second I need 12 Commando Droids." Shula then told him there was a hyperspace fluxuation in the area and he alerted his friends of this. Six Black Sun Fighters began roving the area.

[Alotopia]

The Agente did not move when a Black Sun Frigate rumbled over the top of it... It was impossible to find without know exactly when it was. And since they had moved away from were they hyperspace jumped in, there was no trace of them... so they waited...

[Decius]

Klaggis was wary so he decided to have the ship head over there. The heavily armed and heavily modified Consular Cruiser sped over with the frigates in tow.

[Kassaran]

Klaggis was wary so he decided to have the ship head over there. The heavily armed and heavily modified Consular Cruiser sped over with the frigates in tow.

"Corusca Runner"
B-7 Light Freighter, In Hyperspace
Seconds out from Malastare, En Route to Coruscant
Jaan looked at the deep space sensors, they were reading no major patrols in the area by either Republic or Separatists, but there was indeed some sort of freighter convoy of sorts in the orbit of Malastare proper. Opting to avoid a confrontation with them, knowing the Black Sun Pirates were in control here, Jaan dropped the power in the tension coils for the inertial dampeners by thirty percent. Enough so that when they dropped out of Hyperspace, they'd overshoot their initial landing zone and make their way onto the far side of the planet itself. With the old B-7 being disguised as simply a heavily armed smuggler's vessel or trade vessel, only those who decided to try and tangle with it would see its true power. The engine core behind Jaan and his passengers began to hum loudly as they approached the planetary threshold, and then, with a slightly audible snap across the hull, they dropped out of hyperspace and within seconds had made their way across their orbital trajectory to a spot on the far side of the planet. There they nearly ran straight into the ruins of a small vessel, Republic in origin, and according to their sensors, only one being was still alive.

Seeing the urgency of the situation, yet knowing the Black Sun were soon to be upon his vessel, demanding to know who he was, he scanned the area for any patrols, cloaked or not, and upon finding no anomalous readings, he began to retrieve the damaged pod that withheld the faint life-sign. Carefully, making sure not to bump or jostle the life-boat, he brought it to dock with his own vessel ad sent Jul to investigate. The airlock hissed open and Jul responded with a hiss of his own as his suit pressurized and sealed itself. Then, with a muffled thud, he dropped down into the vertical airlock and sealed the hatch shut above him and proceeded down into the lifeboat below.

Upon opening up the main hatch of the escape pod, he instinctively raised his hand to shield his eyes from the plasma flames the blared up in the slightly richer atmosphere of the airlock above. His personal shielding only taking minimal damage, Jul turned on his atmospheric-filtering cameras, and began to sort through the layers of smoke and floating debris that were now held suspending in the non-gravitationally affected area. That's when his eyes fell upon a crumpled figure towards the bottom of the pod. A robed figure that Jul was confused to see in a Republic pod, seeing as how the figure was shabby, filthy, and weak, until he saw the small cylinder hanging in the air just above him.

'A Jedi!' thought Jul. this was the first time he had actually gotten to see one up close. Moving fast, he began to gather up the ample amount of medical supplies he could find floating around, a shoved them, himself, and the wounded Jedi into the airlock. Then, jettisoning the pod, he moved up and out of the airlock and towards the back of the ship where the infirmary was. Slipping the Jedi our of his Robes and top garments and all the way down to his skivvies, he [Jul] began to administer bacta spray after bacta spray to each of the multiple burn wounds and even injected some into the Jedi's lungs, allowing the damaged membranes to heal themselves inside the highly oxygenated gel that the bacta had been made into. Eventually stabilizing the wounded man, Jul turned and saluted Admiral Jaan as he entered, the salute and snap to attention immediately being replaced by a sheepish grin. Jul had forgotten that Jaan wasn't an Admiral on this mission. Admirals were hated, and with Jaan wearing commoners clothes, hunching over, and sporting a slightly old-fashioned beard, he appeared a completely different man to. However, the man aforementioned described was not there in the infirmary upon seeing the small cylinder sitting next to the man on the static gurney.

"Jul, is this man a Jedi? Was he the one who was aboard the lifeboat?" Jaan asked inquisitively. He hadn't seen this Jedi before, and for knowing his Sector Generals and most of the other Jedi present, he knew that this one hadn't been assigned there towards the beginning of the war. In fact, the Jedi's manicured nails, soft skin (sans the wounds already in place) and his neatly trimmed hair and goatee identified him as someone who would of been serving in the Core Worlds. Why would he be out here? Jaan thought to himself, only to be interrupted by the hasty reply from the ARC Trooper standing off to the side.

"Yes Jaan, that is he. I believe he is a Jedi, though I am still trying to match his face to the Temple database I had received from the database of the 'Trident' before we left her. I believe we should leave him to rest, and as the ship's foremost expert in medicine, I suggest we follow my beliefs and leave the astromech to care for him. The model is known to be highly reliable, 'Ar-too', watch this man until he wakes up, then come and inform me. You know the signal to inform me when this has taken place." Jul replied, turning to the small astromech huddled in the corner for the second part of his response. The droid seemed to be happy to finally have something to do and moved into place next to the floating bed that was the static gurney.

Turning as one, both the ARC Trooper and Admiral exited the infirmary to leave the Jedi to wake up on his own, if he did, that is. With damage taken as heavily as he had, and being deprive of oxygen for so long, it was a wonder he had still been alive when they had reached him.

[Decius]

Klaggis smirked as the B-7 Freighter came out of hyperspace. He decided to do a bit of pirating while they were decrypting the Black Sun data. "Fire Tracking Torpedo's at their Hyperdrive Engine and move in to board." 6 Tracking Torpedo's were fired and sped through space targeting the Hyperdrive engine while the Cruiser moved in.