*Gav opens secure comlink frequency...

[Gav Mortis]

...with the Victory Star Destroyer Task Force: Mascarade*

OK, here are the co-ordinates, you are aware of your orders and I expect you to carry them out without fail!

Captain Tyyn: This is the captain of TSC-0206-V, we will not fail sir. The course is laid in and ready to jump into hyperspace on my mark...

*Seconds later the Task Force jumps into hyperspace for their destination...*

[Gav Mortis]

*Over two hours had passed, suddenly the fleet emerges, alligned ready to follow the task force into hyperspace. Gav open's a secured comlink frequency with the rest of the fleet from TSC-0201-V*

This is Gav, everyone report in...be ready to jump into hyperspace on my mark!

*Gav waits for the replies...*

[Fire Hazzard]

:: Fire sneaks up behind Gav and watches him. She sneaks back to her previous position and trys to tap his "secure comlink" ::

[Gav Mortis]

OOC: Go away Fire Hazzard, you and your friends screwed up my RPG last night, it, once again, has nothing to do with you!

[Fire Hazzard]

OOC: I don't care whether has to do with me or not. I tap into almost everything. I'm not going to alter anything, I just want to watch from a better view. I promise. :: Fire kisses him on the cheek so that he can't shoe her away again ::






:lol:

[Gav Mortis]

*After recieving confirmation on from the rest of the Fleet, Gav gives the command*

Now!

*Within seconds, and with a bright flash of energy, the Fleet jumps into hyperspace on a different course than the initial task force...*

[Gav Mortis]

*After a great amount of time in hyperspace, the TSC Fleet, after changing it's course twice in order not to have their course traced, arrives before a lush, bright planet. Suddenly, laser fire is seen as the planet is bombarded by two Victory Star Destroyers, the task force: Mascarade. Gav opens the secure frequency to the fleet*

Ok, Fleet open fire I want a complete turbo laser bombardment on the two Star Destroyers, I want them destroyed, fleet open fire!

Captain Feth: But sir, that's....

Just do it!

*Within moments the entire fleet opens fire on the two ships that slowly begin to manouvere away, but as they do explode as a result of the wave after wave of attacks, their hulls ripped apart by the force of the continuous bombardment*

Excellent! Garrett, begin phase two...

[Garrett Blade]

a smartly dressed man arrives at the bridge of Gav's ship.

Ensign: "Sir, Lord Blade's shuttle is in the hanger bay ready to take you down to the planet. Sghall i tell him you are ready?"

[Lord Gue]

Orbiting Courascant, Gue recieves a comm from one of his officers in remote space...

[Gav Mortis]

Yes do, I'm on my way...are there any fellow Sith who would care to join me on the planets surface?

If so, meet me at these co-ordinates...

*Gav transmits the message via the secure frequency with the fleet. He makes his way to the hanger bay where Lord Blade awaits...*

Greetings Garrett, let's be on our way, shall we?

*With that, the two Sith board the shuttle and take a seat as the ramp behind them closes. The shuttle leaves the hanger bay and makes it's way to the planets surface...*

[Dralin Reshka]

*A small ship exits hyperspace after 9 random jumps into the space near the lush planet. The starfighter escorts Gavs shuttle to the planet*

[Garrett Blade]

In a village on the planets surface, a group of citizens gather at the main landing platform. They look up at a Lambda Class Shuttle. The shuttle lands, and the ramp lowers. Garrett Blade and Gav Mortis exit the shuttle. Several spectators raise their weapons in defense. Garrett steps in front of his master. "Don't shoot, we mean you no harm. You'd all be dead now if it wasn't for us" One of the citizens steps forward. "Who are you?". Garrett replies "We are the ones who saved you from those evil ships..Gav..explain"

[Dralin Reshka]

*The starfighter lands, Dralin exits and walks over to join the others*

[Darth Pyrone]

{schzxzch}....(I will be there)....{schzxzch}....(I)....{schhhhhh}

[Gav Mortis]

*Gav explains in a peculiar dialect*

You have just been under attack, a group of ships had comenced a planetary bombardment of your homeworld...I must speak with your leader...we saved your lives!!!

[The Lounge Lizard]

OOC: This in ingenious...

[JediKen]

OOC: SOUNDS KIND OF BORING TO ME!!!!!!!!!!!

[Lord Gue]

OOC: Seems the guy that replaced me is actually on the ball

[Gav Mortis]

*A small group of civillians leads the group to the large structure, situated high over the surface of the gound, shrouded by immense trees and plant life. As they walk, the Sith are followed by a large group of curious locals, who had evidently not seen the likes of their technology before. The group enters the larger yet reasonably primitive building, leaving behind the curious locals, as they walked in...*

[Garrett Blade]

*Inside the bulding, there was a smell foul to the Sith, primitive and fulgar, they made their way up to a large wooden doorway and as the doors opened there was the sound of burning torches soon illuminating the faces of the Sith as they entered. At the far end of the room, was a large seat, a primitive throne and upon it sat the leader, the chief of the planets inhabitants...upon sighting them, he stood, over two feet tall, and waited...*

[Dralin Reshka]

*Dralin eyes the inhabitants curiously. (He'd heard stories but he had never actually seen one.)*

[Gav Mortis]

*Gav takes a deep breath and walks forward, standing before the overwhelming leader, he bowed in respect to the individual, then spoke in the dialect of this race, as the Sith behind listened in confusion*

Greetings, I am Gav Mortis, leader of the Fleet that is responsible for saving the lives of all your people, including yourself. I have come in order to inform you of a matter of the greatest urgency, I have been informed that a large fleet is on it's way, with weapons of the greatest magnitude in order to murder you and all of your people....I am unsure who these mysterious attackers are but my people are working on it.

*The creature gave a cry and mutter of concern and confusion, followed by a doubtful grunt*

hmmm....

*Gav looks at the primitive lifeform and delves deep into it's mind, uprooting whatever foundations of logic and reasoning that had ever existed, with the force he altered the creatures state of mind as he began to speak*

You're people will die...

...unless they come with me and my people...

...we can keep you safe until we fend off this evil nemesis of yours...

...come with us and pay your life debt to the Sith...

...we will take you to safety!!!

*The leader initially seems aloof but suddenly begins roaring commands at those around him, they flee and run outside, Gav turns to the leader once again*

Thank you for your co-operation...our transports will be here shortly.

*Gav turns and as he leaves displays a wicked grin on his face to the rest of his group, who return the sadistic smirk, they head for their shuttle ready to leave*

[Dralin Reshka]

*Dralin stays behind to make sure all goes well with the boarding*

[Garrett Blade]

*The group boards the shuttle leaving behind a storm of chaos, locals running wild in panic, horns being sounded and drums beated at increadible volumes across the forest*

Gav, should I give the orders to the Fleet?

Gav: Yes, immediately.

*Garrett opens a secured com-link frequency with the Fleet*

Send down all transports to the planets surface, make sure they are well spaced, remember, we will be taking no elderly with us, only the young and healthy.

*The shuttle exits the planets atmosphere and makes it's way back to TSC-0201-V*

[Darth Turbogeek]

OOC - Now this is impressive.

[Lord Gue]

[i]As the scout approaches the coordinates it leaps out of hyperspace. Sensors flash across the board of a fleet and the ship sends a directed beam transmission back at Hoth base with the info on the ships. Just then beams lash out and destroy the scoutship with all ands aboard

[Gav Mortis]

*As the transports make their way, cautiously to the tree-top villages and communities scattered across the planet, Gav and Garrett make their way back to the bridge of the TSC-0201-V*

Send a transmission to Dralin, tell him to be cautious, this species is not known for it's manners...don't send any troopers, only casually clothed recruits carrying a blaster pistol each, their orders is to keep the transfer flowing smoothly, oh and another thing, have the leader of these people brought to this ship along with his council of advisors!

Officer: Yes sir!


*Gav dismisses the officer as he enters the bridge along with Garrett, watching a planetery layout hologram showing the positioning of the transports with relation to the tree top communities*

Garrett: Yes, this mep of the planet as provided by my contacts has proven to be very useful, look at how randomly located these tribes are, it would've taken an eternity locating them all.

Yes, that is very true, now we want this operation carried out as quickly and smoothly as possible, I want no harm brought to these creatures...thank the dark side they are so primitive otherwise, affecting their leaders mind would have been quite a task, they will listen to him, no matter what.

*An officer monitoring some read outs and transmissions turns to the Sith*

Sir, we have first contact with 25% of the transports, they have already begun boarding the inhabitants.

Excellent, how long until complete transfer interface?

Officer: About 10 minutes sir!

[Gav Mortis]

OOC: Gue, don't be making hostile attacks on my behalf, the fleet is not interested in one scout ship and therefore would not attack it. Don't create excuses for yourself so that you can attack!

The Scout Ship was not attacked, besides, I am perfectly capable of making hostile attacks myself...:)

[Dralin Reshka]

*Dralin stays near his starfighter, expecting just about anything. He can understand the gist of what the inhabitants are saying by using the force for translation. One thing he can easily sense around him is the complete lack of chaos in which the inhabitants quickly organize themselves for departure.*

Interesting behavior...

[Garrett Blade]

*Over 10 minutes had passed and all transports were in place on the planet, the race of primitives were already boarding them in fear of death from their nemesis*

We are making excellent progress Master, within the hour most of the planets population will be onboard the transports, ready for transfer.

Gav: Yes my apprentice, the plan is working efficiently, but it has been well prepared for, we will be home soon.

Officer: Sir, the leader of the planet is onboard a shuttle along with his coucil, they're making their way to the ship!

Gav: Very good, I will be in my Conference Chamber if required Garrett.

[Lord Gue]

OOC: Sorry, I assumed if ya saw an enimie scut youd destroy it, and im not makin an excuse to attack, if i were id just burst in with my fleet, im being realistic about it

[Dralin Reshka]

IC: Ion cannons lash out at the scout ship as soon as it exits a ship-to-ship strike vector. Several blasts hit the ship. The crippled scout begins it's long flight home...

OOC: If you have a problem with this... call it void. Just an idea, Gav.

[JediKen]

ooc: ooh gavie...chill out dude and get a brain

[Lord Gue]

[i]The Crippled scoutship powers its engines to full and charges at one of the ships of the fleet. AS the ship opens fire at the scout the captian of the scout screams "In the name of His Greater Divine!" as the scout explodes into the hull of the vessel...

[Dralin Reshka]

*activates his comm*

Message to Garrett on board TSC-0201-V:

Dralin: Garrett, all transports are loaded.

Garrett: Copy that. Head out.

Dralin: Yes, sir.

*The transports leave the atmosphere for a pre-plotted course.*

[Gav Mortis]

*Almost an hour had passed, Gav paces his Conference Chamber, muttering to himself.*

Patience..bah!

*Suddenly, the doors to the left of him slide open and an officer stands in the doorway*

Officer: Your, um...guests, sir.

*Instantly, the leader of the planet along with his council barge into the room, grumbling, howling and grunting in annoyance at each other*

Friends, try to relax, your people will be safe now!

*Pulls a seat out and gestures towards it*

Gentleman! Take a seat, let us talk...

[Garrett Blade]

*Garrett activates his comm with Gav*

The Fleet is ready to make the jump, on your mark...

[Dralin Reshka]

*Dralin gets in his starfighter, leaves the atmosphere and enters hyperspace.*

[Gav Mortis]

*Gav acknowledges his apprentices message with a grin*

OK, be ready to jump into hyperspace on my mark...

*Turns to his company after deactivating the comm*

So, as I was saying, my wookie friends, we have discovered the identity of your attackers, those intent on slaughtering the wookie race...are the Jedi!

*Gav activates the comm with the Fleet*

Now!

*Simultaneously, the Fleet makes the jump into hyperspace, leaving Kashyyk in dead silence...*

[JediBoricua]

OCC: Can I join now????? It wont have anythign to against you.

:: In the bridge of the MC-100 Redemption ::

"sir, uprisiing in Kashyyk. They seem to be some sort of rebellion."

"What? Millions of wookies rebelling, now that is bad. Set a course for Kashyyk inmedieatly"

[Gav Mortis]

OOC: What???

[JediMaster Skywalker]

ooc: gav please read my last reply in the ship building thread....thanks.....i will not post here until i see other gjo..since i never know when you guys are ready to have people other then tsc post

[Lord Gue]

Recieving the data from the scout the officer hails Gue again

[Gav Mortis]

OOC: I don't mind who posts where Skywalker, as long as they know what is going on. I'm sorry for being so uptight recently btw!

[Gav Mortis]

*TSC Fleet comes out of hyperspace, and comes to an imediate halt, Gav opens a secure comlink frequency to the rest of the fleet*

OK Fleet, we have a new course, once again we will be jumping in and out of hyperspace multiple times leaving our course untraceable, here are the numerous co-ordinates. Prepare to jump into hyperspace on my mark...

*Sits back in his chair with a proud grin on his face*

...ENGAGE!

*The Fleet once again errupts into hyperspace with an increadible burst of light*

[Gav Mortis]

*In the silence of space, a barren planet of ocean rests, undisturbed by modern technology, another primitive planet. Suddenly, a few thousand kilometres away, TSC Fleet jumps out of hyperspace and begins moving towards it, slowly.*

OK, Captain, give out the orders to initiat Phase 2.

Captain: Immediately sir.

*Upon recieving his orders, the captain sends an incrypted message via a secure comlink frequency, moments later, hundreds of large pod-like vessels are ejected from numerous Star Destroyers and enters the planets atmosphere, burning up as they soars down to earth and splashing into the ocean all over the planet. On their way down to the sea bed the pods begin releasing a viscous liquid which starts to dissolve into the water, forming a solution as the waters acidity rises*

Captain: Phase 2 is underway sir!

Excellent, now we shall begin phase 3, turn the Fleet around and set the course remembering numerous stops and change of direction so that our course is untraceable.

*Within 15 minutes the entire Fleet turns and enters hyperspace...*

EDIT: spelling/punctuation

[Gav Mortis]

*Suddenly, the fleet stops besides some small planet moons*

This shouldn't take long...

*Gav opens a secured, com-link frequeny with the planet*

This is Gav Mortis, begin transport of ALPHA and BETA products please...clearance code BETA-ZULU-RED-NINE-TSC1.

*Within half an hour, two large structure left the atmosphere, one totally cube shaped, rather large and the second a very large vessel, not perfectly cube-shaped this time but much more manouverable than the previously mentioned vessel as the come to join the fleet*

OK Fleet, we shall begin escorting the vessels to our next location.

[Gav Mortis]

*Gav reactivates the secured comlink frequency*

One more thing, send the Katana Fleet to these co-ordinates, it is now as good as new and ready for deployment. On it's course it must make regular stops, changing direction each time making the course untraceable.

Now engage.

*With giving the orders the Fleet jumps into hyperspace for it's next loctaion*

[Gav Mortis]

*Once again the Fleet re-enters real space above the now deserted Kashyyk. Gav looks at the planet through the large bridge windows, he turns in his seat and gives orders over the comlink.*

Send down 4 fighter squadrons to accompany TSO-0200 Heavy Transport to the planets surface.

*With the orders given, 4 fighter squadrons leave two VSD's and acompany the huge transport to the planets surface...*