Reporting for Duty

[Braeden Kain]

Name: Braeden Kain
Aliases: None

Faction: The Imperial Sovereignty ( Applying )
Rank: Unknown at this time
Weapons: Standard Side Arm

Race: Human
Home Planet: Courscant
Gender: Male
Age: 27
Height: 6’0
Weight: 175 lbs.
Eye Color: Green
Hair Color: Black
Tattoos: Red Imperial Symbol on Right Shoulder

Personal Vessel: None
Marital Status: Single
Known Relatives:
Father - James Kain, Deceased
Mother – Heather Kain, Alive
Brother – Marcus Kain, MIA presumed Deceased
Sister – Holly Kain, Alive

History:
The Kain family has had a long and proud history with the Imperial Empire, having served a great number of years within it’s Navy, both Braeden’s Father, James and older Brother Marcus served in the Navy before him, his Father having reached the rank of Capitan and brother Lieutenant Commander under the command of his father on his vessel. After nearly twenty two years in the service of the Navy Braeden’s father and brother were both kill in action when their vessel was utterly destroyed by forces unknown, since then Braeden and the Kain family have been searching for the answers in which why the ship was destroyed, having been deemed Classified Imperial Intelligence the file has since been closed and removed from public viewing.

Braeden himself spent a great deal of time in and around Imperial ships as a child, when he reached the appropriate age in which to join the Navy, he was all to eager to oblige, secretly hoping to follow the foot steps laid down before for him by his father and older brother, also hoping to surpass them and gain even more honor for his family name. Braeden has since graduated from the academy, scoring extremely high grades in most subjects, including, Strategy, Command, Combat, Research and Development and Piloting. Braeden hopes to become Capitan of his own vessel and eventually become Admiral and then Grand Admiral.

Personality:
Braeden is often shy and reserve, holding a great deal of his own emotions in check. He is completely confident and takes great pride in his work. He has been called a perfectionist in the past. Though shy he speaks his mind often, in hopes to help for the greater cause. He absolutely adores Ships and Vessels, as well as Weapons of all kinds. He holds a dangerous grudge against all alien species, despising them highly.

[Telan Desaria]

Your application is accepted. We will commence your training immediately. Until that time, you are Officer-Trainee

[Travis North]

Welcome to the Imperial Sovereignty.

[Telan Desaria]

Training Operation - SIMULATION

The Empire/Imperial Sovereignty took the world of Moorja quickly and without much resistance. This was a veil of what was to come, however, as pirates and planetary insurgents would prove more taxing than a surface assault.

You will assume for this mission the rank of Captain and command of the Victory III-class Star Destroyer Yarra. You have at your disposal its compliment of the following:

x3 Squadrons MArk III TIE Defenders
x4 battalions, Imperial Fleet Assault Corps Troops
x1 company, Shocktroops

Using this in tandem with principal gunnery mechanisms, you will be presented with a series of obstacles to *keeping the peace* in this newly conquered land.

Varous senior officers will interject with scenarioes and responses that will require your attention. How you deal with each obstacle is your own decision.

Your first post should be to arrive in-system, establish your character and his command, and receive a situation report.

Proceed.

[Tiberius Anar]

More meat for the grinder! Excellent.

[Braeden Kain]

The sleek ebon hull of the Victory III class Star Destroyer was truly an amazing sight to beheld as he glided gracefully across the open abyss that was space. In near silence it ran, bearing down upon the location given to the vessels commander, Capitan Braeden Kain. The vessel itself was indeed a great war machine, housing enormous strength and immense fire power, enough so that it could level an entire planet in mere hours, it was truly a deadly force to be reckoned with. Stars of all shapes and sizes streaked past the vessels windows in brilliant flashes of light and color, ranging from blue to purple, red to orange. Beautiful. Even to an officer of the Galactic Empire such as he.

Braeden's dark emerald eye's scanned the blackened horizon ahead, half expecting it seemed, to find an armada of New Republican ships to combat him and stop the attack he was about to initiate on the planet of Moorja. Time itself seemed to slow, lasting an eternity, and such as it always was before he entered a battle. Slowly he closed his eye's, thinking deeply of the battle to come, his hands clasped tightly behind his back.

" Sir. "

A stern voice called from behind, instantly recognizing the voice as belonging to the young Lieutenant Hicks. A sort of lop sided grin caressed his rose colored lips as his eye's slowly came to an open, turning fully he face the Lieutenant, which in turn snapped to attention; saluting him in the highest of respect, slight he nodded and the Lieutenant's arm dropped to his side.

" Sir, we have entered the Moorja System, and are preparing to exit hyperspeed. "

" Excellent Lieutenant, return to your post. "

" Aye Sir. "

Saluting once more the Lieutenant turned switfly on his heels and returned to his station, where his nimble fingers danced along the panel set infront of him.

" Exiting hyperspeed in, 3 ... 2 ... 1 ... mark. "

The vessel dropped from hyperspeed where it slowed considerable, the stars outside the windows were no longer flashes of light, but dots surrounding them. Braeden moved from his position by the window and took the Capitan's seat which sat in the center of the bridge. Pressing several buttons on the panel of his arm rest a large holographic image of the planet appeared before him. Looking it over once more.

" Lieutenant, report. "