Assault On New Republic Platform At Osarian

[General Scorpion]

Deep Space Platform Osar IV was on the very outskirts of the Osarian System, in the Expansion Region. Sort of in the middle of the middle of nowhere. The purpose of the outpost was to keep the pirating under control. Being a Class B Platform, Osar IV had a roughly large control head, and utilized about six turbolasers, six laser cannons, and one missile launcher.

It was another quiet day in the Osarian System. The scouts weren't reporting anything, and the pilots were bored from drinking stimtea since awakening. One of the monitors was having a hard time staring at his screen for this long. He was so tired, and was struggling to keep his eyes open. Beep beep boop beep beep boop. Startled, he jumped out of his chair. Regaining his dignity, he looked down at the screen and sat in his chair slowly. A gravity disturbance seven klicks away and something just came out of hyperspace.

The Interdictor Cruiser Red Claw of the Sith Empire Army Space Defense Force, or SEASDF, had come of out hyperspace and charged its gravity well projectors, awaiting the arrival of its comrades. It didn't have to wait long. Victory Star Destroyer Celestial from the SEASDF carrying General Scorpion and the Imperial Star Destroyer Maelstrom from the Sith Empire Fleet carrying Director Piett just arrived alongside it.

[GuardPiett]

"Sir, we've exited hyperspace."

"I can see that, Captain. Prepare the turbolasers, and give me a schematic of that thing's defences."

"Sir."

Piett closed his eyes and bowed his head in a breif meditation, waiting for his schematic.

"Here you go, Director."

Piett practically ripped the folder out of the Captain's hands, and began looking it over. The defences, though formidable, would succumb to a pinpointed barage.[/i]

"Captain, prep the fighters and have them circle to the station's opposite side, where they'll take out that hemicircle's defences. Our own turbolasers will have to be well aimed at our half. Make sure no misses hit the station.. It could cause a bit of mayhem for our dear troops."

"Sir."

[General Scorpion]

General Scorpion stood on the bridge, listening to the various reports from the bridge crew. The Maelstrom's fighters had just launched and were heading towards the station, as was the Maelstrom itself. Out of all the voices, one caught Scorpion's attention. A young man jogged up to him with new information.

"General, the platform is launching fighters to intercept. Eight X-wings and four Y-wings, but the Y-wings are moving faster than usual. They must be modified. Shall we launch fighters, Sir?"

Scorpion thought for a moment, "Negative, we'll wait and see if they go for Piett's fighters or the Maelstrom before we distract them."

[Master Yoghurt]

OOC: Finally a quality fleet battle/roleplay. Will reply to this one a bit later. :)

[Darth Varlon]

OOC: :lol: So I'm no good, huh? :p

[Admiral Traest Krefey]

Admiral Traest Kre'Fey, New Republic Admiral, set down his glass of re'tooh, a drink from his home world of Bothwouii(sp!). Gazing out into space, he looks down at some barren planet. He sighs, tired from this routine search with the Bothan aussult cruiser Ralroost.

Suddenly, klaxons being their loathed blare. Red and white lights flashed. A distress signal was recieved over the holonet! The holonet projector came into life, the person shown was young and dark skinned. "Orasin-help-" The signal died as a jamming mechanism walled in the transmition.
"Captian, set course Osrain. Maximum Hyperdrive."
"Yes Admiral"

The ship lurched forward, then shot off into hyperspace.


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Osrain

"Frag 2, on 9, 3,4 on 10, 5,6 take 11,7 and 8 you got 12." Said Commander Gan Dalpher. A chorous of rogers replied. His wingamate and he went and did a pig-in-the-blanket formation on the Adv. Y-Wing Bomber. This formation required one on the belly side of the bomber and one on the topside.

So far, none of the ships had decided to attack the fighters. Gan pulled his stike out and back, peeling off of covering the Y-wing as the pilot of it, depleted two torpedos and a few blasts of ion cannon fire at main sheild generator of the ship known as Malestorm. Others in the squad were doing similar moves on the other ships in the flotilla.

"I'm hit! AHH--"
"Watch it! laser fire coming in!"
"Watch it 6! Fighters two o'clock"

Gan looked at his four o'clock and saw a squadron of some TIE design. He sighed, then veered off to intercept.