Star Wars: Fight of the Seperatists REBOOT(IC)

[Romus Maximus]

After entering stable orbit of Raxus Secundus, Dos ordered his comms officer to start playing the Merc-For-Hire signal that all mercenaries used when in need of a job. He sat, hoping that soon he would receive a response. He knew Raxus Secundus was a Separatist hotspot and they had the money, and Droids he needed.

[The Royally United Provinces]

Jako and Michael arrive at Naboo with a jolt. Jako looked around for an Imperial fleet but was unsuccessful. He flew around the planet and spotted imperial ships he made his way on over to it. "Be ready to battle. Connect yourself to the force and let it guide you. May it make you wise." The ship lurched forward and Jako meditated. He felt another Jedi he piloted over to there the signature was coming from. "The force is strong here. Our fellow Jedi is close." He told Michael over the ships comms. "Help me by connecting to the force and focusing and you will find the Jedi." He continued to meditate, his force connection growing stronger and knowledge of the jedi's possition growing. "Tann, Cosmos. Where are you?" He wispered.

Cosmos whispered back,"Tann and I are in a cloaked Mandalorian vessel. There is knockout gas in the hanger we are in. I only a have a few more minutes before I loose consciousness."

Cosmos opened his mind to the force in order to allow Jako and Michael to better locate them. As Cosmos continued to fiddle with the controls he took note of which switch did this and what button did that. Eventually he discovered the weapons and smiled. If they wanted him they would have to fight for him. A split second later a missile came down on the Mandalorians. Cosmos made the Basilisk charge forward and over the Mandalorians in front of him. Using the cannons he shot back at the soldiers firing at him.

"Here Michael! I feel the force is strong over here." He piloted over and stopped short of where it was at in order to not collide with anything. "He's right in front of us. Duck down and wait." He told Michael so they could surprise the enemy. "Make the ship look empty." He was going over a plan deep in his mind. Jump out and surprise the enemy and save our jedi. He reappeared and repeated.

[Nation of cool guys]

Over Corucscant, the newly reinstated Admiral Pellaeon look with pride on his old command vessel, the Super Star Destroyer, The Reaper.
Surrounding it, the new fleet that was now Scourge Squadron was forming up around it. Using his new-found authority, he reviewed the Kuat defense fleet and noticed there were several Mandator-II class Star Dreadnoughts assigned to menial patrols. These he added to his fleet as well, to put him up to twenty-five vessels. "Oh yes, the Separatists would have a surprise waiting for them" he thought to himself


Meanwhile back over Kuat, Thrawn was examining his current fleet. He only had six Imperial-I class, until Pellaeon arrived. He did have 12 Victory-class, and there were a couple Mandator-IIs nearby he could call on. He hoped Pellaeon would take some initiative and add several more from the outer sector patrol to the fleet.

The Mandalorian Fleet was another matter entirely. Although some were very old, most had been retrofitted and were more than capable of punching above their weight. Roughly six Jehavey'ir-type assault ships, five powerful Kandosii-type dreadnaughts, seven smaller but still very powerful Keldabe-class battleship, and finally the bulk of the fleet, fifteen Kyramud-type battleships, each with a complement of 1500 Mandalorian soldiers and Basilisk War droids.

"The Mandalore is a powerful man, " Thrawn realized. And honorable. He had truly dedicated his fleet to his new ally. It would be unwise to cross him.

[Unified Imperial States]

Valarn's console screen displayed an incoming communication link. He activated his screen, with hopes it would be his 2nd Lieutenant with a report on repairs. The escape pods from earlier were nothing more than space junk, themselves. He was really in the mood for some good news.

Isma's face appeared as the screen lit up. "Capta- I mean Lieutenant Valarn, the hyperdrive is repaired and in working order. I recommend making a jump to the nearest drydock."
Valarn nodded. "Yes, Isma, I concur. Keep the engines held together. Use adhesive fibers if you have to." Shutting down the screen, he stood up from his chair and began issuing orders around the bridge. "Calculate a jump to the nearest habitable star system. Prep whatever Vulture droids there are for action." The various mechanical and living personnel followed as ordered, calculating the jump within what Valarn assumed would be minutes. Ten seconds after giving the order, the plot was ready. "Jump", came his command.

[Capsland]

Tann saw the knock out gas pouring into the hangar. He un-ignited his lightsabers and sat down. he said calmly "Kyle, a Jedi knows when to give up. lay down your weapons and stop wasting your energy." Tann closed his eyes and waited for the knock out gas to take effect.

[Nation of cool guys]

Tann saw the knock out gas pouring into the hangar. He un-ignited his lightsabers and sat down. he said calmly "Kyle, a Jedi knows when to give up. lay down your weapons and stop wasting your energy." Tann closed his eyes and waited for the knock out gas to take effect.

The Mandalorian captain stepped forward and put energy binders on Tann's hands behind his back. "Thanks for being cooperative. I knew all Jedi couldn't be bad, I'll put in a good word for you." he whispered to Tann.

While the other Mandalorians waited for the other Jedi to surrender they took Tann and placed him in a force-sensetive cell and confiscated his lightsaber. Several Darktroopers picked up the unconcious Alpha-15 and brought him to the medical chambers to await his wakening.


Meanwhile, Admrial Pellaeons fleet remerged from Hyperspace, the newly formed Scourge Squadron with him. Thrawn also recieved the report from the Mandalorians on Spar's flagship.

Thrawn said "Let's see those Separatists rescue their precious general now" and the bridge crew cheered.

[Ancian]

Kiel had a stupid brilliant idea. He was at Neimodia for fierfeks sake he could use secure long range coms.. He thought of a plan to get back the general... It came to him. "Colonel Mustard it would be appreciated if you could bring as many ships as possible to Nemodia, then if its not too much to ask try to diplomatically secure the release of the general... If it doesn't work the fleet can back us up." OK..that's done now to com General Grievous "Sir! May I request you bring your fleet to Nemodia to make a plan to release General Insanus, Alpha ARC Captain 19 out" ok...with the best of the seps they could try to make a plan....He hoped his brothers and Jango would be proud..

[Nation of cool guys]

Thrawn opened a channel to Darth Vader. He hadn't dealt with the Sith Lord personally, but he wasn't afraid. On the contrary he looked forward to speaking with him.

"Lord Vader, this is Grand Admiral Thrawn of the Imperial Navy. I have secured two Jedi that I wish to turn over to you. How would you like to proceed?"

[Unified Imperial States]

After a fortunate bout of safe travel, the Exilis jumped into orbit around Neimoidia.

"Contact with the fleet has been re-established, sir", reported a comms droid. "Good, open a channel" the Lieutenant responded. "This is Lieutenant Valarn Thorn, acting-captain of the Munificent Frigate Exilis. Requesting permission to dock."

After docking with the local shipyard and going aboard the station, Valarn finally got a good external view of his ship. Entire portions of the hull's armor plating were missing. Full repairs would likely take days.

[Ancian]

After a fortunate bout of safe travel, the Exilis jumped into orbit around Neimoidia.

"Contact with the fleet has been re-established, sir", reported a comms droid. "Good, open a channel" the Lieutenant responded. "This is Lieutenant Valarn Thorn, acting-captain of the Munificent Frigate Exilis. Requesting permission to dock."

After docking with the local shipyard and going aboard the station, Valarn finally got a good external view of his ship. Entire portions of the hull's armor plating were missing. Full repairs would likely take days.

"This is Alpha ARC captain 19 welcome to Neimodia ner'vode. When Unit-0 and the Harbringer arrive well start going over a plan while we wait for General Grievous and Colonel Mustard's fleets to arrive. Feel free to repair your ship." Ok...another ally. More the merrier for this mission...

[The United Empire of Exucular]

Tann saw the knock out gas pouring into the hangar. He un-ignited his lightsabers and sat down. he said calmly "Kyle, a Jedi knows when to give up. lay down your weapons and stop wasting your energy." Tann closed his eyes and waited for the knock out gas to take effect.

Sighing he jumped down from the Basilisk. Using the Force he levitated his lightsabers over to the Mandalorian Captain. They both floated before him. As this happened Cosmos put his hands behind his back waiting to be cuffed.
"Take care of those for me Captain."

[Nation of cool guys]

Tann saw the knock out gas pouring into the hangar. He un-ignited his lightsabers and sat down. he said calmly "Kyle, a Jedi knows when to give up. lay down your weapons and stop wasting your energy." Tann closed his eyes and waited for the knock out gas to take effect.

Sighing he jumped down from the Basilisk. Using the Force he levitated his lightsabers over to the Mandalorian Captain. They both floated before him. As this happened Cosmos put his hands behind his back waiting to be cuffed.
"Take care of those for me Captain."

The captain took the lightsabers and had one of the other Mandalorians cuff Cosmos.
Both of the Jedi were then placed in Force-sensetive cells.

[Unified Imperial States]

Valarn and Isma both watched the Separatist fleets gliding above the planet, just outside their little observation window on the station. Repairs were progressing on the Exilis, but something about this massive gathering made the two junior officers wonder just what their next assignment was going to be. They had already been on one suicidal engagment with no less than three Venators, obliterating the entire section of their squadron, save for themselves.

"I don't like it, Lieutenant. There's not a lot of places that would warrant a fleet this size. And even then, the Empire could probably field enough vessels to overtake it within a matter of hours", said Isma, rubbing his bare scalp. Valarn nodded in agreement. "Agreed. Not much point in attacking defenseless systems with a fleet like this. It could only mean we would be going after an entrenched position. Several systems come to mind..."

Kuat did just happen to be one of them.

[Ancian]

Valarn and Isma both watched the Separatist fleets gliding above the planet, just outside their little observation window on the station. Repairs were progressing on the Exilis, but something about this massive gathering made the two junior officers wonder just what their next assignment was going to be. They had already been on one suicidal engagment with no less than three Venators, obliterating the entire section of their squadron, save for themselves.

"I don't like it, Lieutenant. There's not a lot of places that would warrant a fleet this size. And even then, the Empire could probably field enough vessels to overtake it within a matter of hours", said Isma, rubbing his bare scalp. Valarn nodded in agreement. "Agreed. Not much point in attacking defenseless systems with a fleet like this. It could only mean we would be going after an entrenched position. Several systems come to mind..."

Kuat did just happen to be one of them.

"When unit-0 lands I'd like for the two of you to come to my quarters, we have much to talk about. Thank you for coming." Hmmm this was a difficult task. He thought about replying to the merc ship broadcasting.... No...hopefully the rest of the fleet is on the way...Hopefully his Intel was right and only the Mandos were outside Kuat. He damn well hoped so

[Marsisian]

Insanus, by now just sitting down and giving up, suddenly noticed that there were vents that allowed for knockout gas to be put into the room. Hoping to enlarge it, still in his animal state though not as powerful, made it larger so that he could fit inside. Crawling into the vent, he noticed that there were weak spots in the Supercommandos' joints that he didn't target during his fight earlier. Stealthily finding another opening that was guarded by a Supercommando, he very, very slowly tried to open the hatch.

[Unified Imperial States]

Valarn and Isma both watched the Separatist fleets gliding above the planet, just outside their little observation window on the station. Repairs were progressing on the Exilis, but something about this massive gathering made the two junior officers wonder just what their next assignment was going to be. They had already been on one suicidal engagment with no less than three Venators, obliterating the entire section of their squadron, save for themselves.

"I don't like it, Lieutenant. There's not a lot of places that would warrant a fleet this size. And even then, the Empire could probably field enough vessels to overtake it within a matter of hours", said Isma, rubbing his bare scalp. Valarn nodded in agreement. "Agreed. Not much point in attacking defenseless systems with a fleet like this. It could only mean we would be going after an entrenched position. Several systems come to mind..."

Kuat did just happen to be one of them.

"When unit-0 lands I'd like for the two of you to come to my quarters, we have much to talk about. Thank you for coming." Hmmm this was a difficult task. He thought about replying to the merc ship broadcasting.... No...hopefully the rest of the fleet is on the way...Hopefully his Intel was right and only the Mandos were outside Kuat. He damn well hoped so

"Unit what", Isma asked as he looked at towards his commander. Valarn simply shrugged in response, turning to the exit. "Come on, let's just get a head start there. At least we can stop guessing then." They moved down the corridor towards the offices, Valarn's Commander droid following close in step.

[Ancian]

"When unit-0 lands I'd like for the two of you to come to my quarters, we have much to talk about. Thank you for coming." Hmmm this was a difficult task. He thought about replying to the merc ship broadcasting.... No...hopefully the rest of the fleet is on the way...Hopefully his Intel was right and only the Mandos were outside Kuat. He damn well hoped so

"Unit what", Isma asked as he looked at towards his commander. Valarn simply shrugged in response, turning to the exit. "Come on, let's just get a head start there. At least we can stop guessing then." They moved down the corridor towards the offices, Valarn's Commander droid following close in step.

Kiel laughed, he hadn't done that in a while,but he honestly couldn't help it. The look on Valarns face when Unit-0 will walk in was priceless in his minds eye. He hasn't met many sep commanders without shooting them in his career, so this will be a first he thought. But right now, he could just sit, relax and listen to some loud Glimmick music.

[The Intergalactic Russian Empire]

"Unit what", Isma asked as he looked at towards his commander. Valarn simply shrugged in response, turning to the exit. "Come on, let's just get a head start there. At least we can stop guessing then." They moved down the corridor towards the offices, Valarn's Commander droid following close in step.

Kiel laughed, he hadn't done that in a while,but he honestly couldn't help it. The look on Valarns face when Unit-0 will walk in was priceless in his minds eye. He hasn't met many sep commanders without shooting them in his career, so this will be a first he thought. But right now, he could just sit, relax and listen to some loud Glimmick music.

Just then, Unit-0 walked in "I apologize for running late, the engineers were dumber than most droids, most of them got crushed under the transport ship and I will need new ones. I can see why my manufacturing was so expensive." Unit-O was accompanied by two security droids. The commander sat down "So, what's the plan? Wait for reinforcements like Grievous, or use stealth to get him back?"

[Ancian]

Kiel laughed, he hadn't done that in a while,but he honestly couldn't help it. The look on Valarns face when Unit-0 will walk in was priceless in his minds eye. He hasn't met many sep commanders without shooting them in his career, so this will be a first he thought. But right now, he could just sit, relax and listen to some loud Glimmick music.

Just then, Unit-0 walked in "I apologize for running late, the engineers were dumber than most droids, most of them got crushed under the transport ship and I will need new ones. I can see why my manufacturing was so expensive." Unit-O was accompanied by two security droids. The commander sat down "So, what's the plan? Wait for reinforcements like Grievous, or use stealth to get him back?"

Hmm yes, I've never approved the use of droids...you excluded of course. Ah, that's the question isn't it? I would lean toward stealth, however it would take time to implant cloaking devices on the fleet and time is an asset we don't have. Unless you have better idea for stealth....with odds like this I expect you can come up with a plan. Commander Valarn is due any second, we'll have to catch him up on the mission. We also don't know how long Grievous will take...caught both ways. Even diplomacy may take too long. So it appears we need a very smart solution to even the erm, odds.

[Unified Imperial States]

Kiel laughed, he hadn't done that in a while,but he honestly couldn't help it. The look on Valarns face when Unit-0 will walk in was priceless in his minds eye. He hasn't met many sep commanders without shooting them in his career, so this will be a first he thought. But right now, he could just sit, relax and listen to some loud Glimmick music.

Just then, Unit-0 walked in "I apologize for running late, the engineers were dumber than most droids, most of them got crushed under the transport ship and I will need new ones. I can see why my manufacturing was so expensive." Unit-O was accompanied by two security droids. The commander sat down "So, what's the plan? Wait for reinforcements like Grievous, or use stealth to get him back?"

Lieutenant Valarn, 2nd Lieutenant Isma and Valarn's commander droid arrived in the office not long after Unit-0. The two human officers took a moment to glance at what was clearly a Fett clone. "I... Ughh... Lieutenant Valarn reporting, sir." Both he and Isma, the latter of whom was still a bit stunned, took seats in the office. The commander droid chose to politely wait outside.

[The Intergalactic Russian Empire]

Just then, Unit-0 walked in "I apologize for running late, the engineers were dumber than most droids, most of them got crushed under the transport ship and I will need new ones. I can see why my manufacturing was so expensive." Unit-O was accompanied by two security droids. The commander sat down "So, what's the plan? Wait for reinforcements like Grievous, or use stealth to get him back?"

Hmm yes, I've never approved the use of droids...you excluded of course. Ah, that's the question isn't it? I would lean toward stealth, however it would take time to implant cloaking devices on the fleet and time is an asset we don't have. Unless you have better idea for stealth....with odds like this I expect you can come up with a plan. Commander Valarn is due any second, we'll have to catch him up on the mission. We also don't know how long Grievous will take...caught both ways. Even diplomacy may take too long. So it appears we need a very smart solution to even the erm, odds.

"Well, I was designed to be partially modular, I can give myself a jetpack and cloaking device." he looked at Valarn "I can tell you're confused, but justified as this is my first live fire mission, I was completed not long ago and have mostly been testing with simulations."

[Ancian]

Just then, Unit-0 walked in "I apologize for running late, the engineers were dumber than most droids, most of them got crushed under the transport ship and I will need new ones. I can see why my manufacturing was so expensive." Unit-O was accompanied by two security droids. The commander sat down "So, what's the plan? Wait for reinforcements like Grievous, or use stealth to get him back?"

Lieutenant Valarn, 2nd Lieutenant Isma and Valarn's commander droid arrived in the office not long after Unit-0. The two human officers took a moment to glance at what was clearly a Fett clone. "I... Ughh... Lieutenant Valarn reporting, sir." Both he and Isma, the latter of whom was still a bit stunned, took seats in the office. The commander droid chose to politely wait outside.

"Ah hello Lieutenant, nice to meet you. No, not all clones look like this as I have a beautiful scar here." He pointed to his cheek unnecessarily." Right the mission,your ship, the commander here" he pointed to unit-0. "And I are going to rescue General Insanus from the mandolorians, there will probably be imperial ships there as well. As our droid friend here put it the odds are 9000 to 1. Let's make the most of this one. Excuse my puns...I am um enforced to tell you that unit-0 is technically our commanding officer....technically.

[Unified Imperial States]

Lieutenant Valarn, 2nd Lieutenant Isma and Valarn's commander droid arrived in the office not long after Unit-0. The two human officers took a moment to glance at what was clearly a Fett clone. "I... Ughh... Lieutenant Valarn reporting, sir." Both he and Isma, the latter of whom was still a bit stunned, took seats in the office. The commander droid chose to politely wait outside.

"Ah hello Lieutenant, nice to meet you. No, not all clones look like this as I have a beautiful scar here." He pointed to his cheek unnecessarily." Right the mission,your ship, the commander here" he pointed to unit-0. "And I are going to rescue General Insanus from the mandolorians, there will probably be imperial ships there as well. As our droid friend here put it the odds are 9000 to 1. Let's make the most of this one. Excuse my puns...I am um enforced to tell you that unit-0 is technically our commanding officer....technically.

"That's all good and well with me, sir. Technically, I'm not even the Exilis' permanent commander, as our captain met a most... Unfortunate end during our last patrol, as did most of the flight." He spared a glance at the droid for a moment. "What is our plan of action on getting such a size of frigate even close enough to pull off such a stunt, if I might ask?"

[Ancian]

"Ah hello Lieutenant, nice to meet you. No, not all clones look like this as I have a beautiful scar here." He pointed to his cheek unnecessarily." Right the mission,your ship, the commander here" he pointed to unit-0. "And I are going to rescue General Insanus from the mandolorians, there will probably be imperial ships there as well. As our droid friend here put it the odds are 9000 to 1. Let's make the most of this one. Excuse my puns...I am um enforced to tell you that unit-0 is technically our commanding officer....technically.

"That's all good and well with me, sir. Technically, I'm not even the Exilis' permanent commander, as our captain met a most... Unfortunate end during our last patrol, as did most of the flight." He spared a glance at the droid for a moment. "What is our plan of action on getting such a size of frigate even close enough to pull off such a stunt, if I might ask?"

"Ah, the 10 billion credit question. We have 3 ideas. First, we attempt to cloak our ships and sneak in, but that would take time we probably don't have. Second, we try to wait for reinforcements and as they distract the fleet we make a move on the ship he's on...however we have no clue when those reinforcements may come. Tough right? Although the good thing about numbers is that they give you unlimited amounts of plans. That said, thirdly, we secure him diplomatically, that could take even longer however. Any ideas?" He privately thought what happened to the rest of his fleet and why his former officer was killed....what mission where they on??! He though about putting on his helmet so he could listen to Glimmick music while talking but resisted the urge.

[The Intergalactic Russian Empire]

"Ah hello Lieutenant, nice to meet you. No, not all clones look like this as I have a beautiful scar here." He pointed to his cheek unnecessarily." Right the mission,your ship, the commander here" he pointed to unit-0. "And I are going to rescue General Insanus from the mandolorians, there will probably be imperial ships there as well. As our droid friend here put it the odds are 9000 to 1. Let's make the most of this one. Excuse my puns...I am um enforced to tell you that unit-0 is technically our commanding officer....technically.

"That's all good and well with me, sir. Technically, I'm not even the Exilis' permanent commander, as our captain met a most... Unfortunate end during our last patrol, as did most of the flight." He spared a glance at the droid for a moment. "What is our plan of action on getting such a size of frigate even close enough to pull off such a stunt, if I might ask?"

"Cloaking technology would help, but then again, General Grievous' fleet being here would also help but you don't see him anywhere near here. I want to know first, how successful is this general we are retrieving? If he is a great commander then surely Grievous would accompany us, but if he is a bad commander then I would see no point to rescue him other than to keep the things he knows out of enemy hands."