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    A buzz from the navicomputer sounded from the cockpit of the modified YT-1300 Freighter Beginner’s Luck. As no one currently manned any of the stations, after a standard minute the droid brain of the ship relayed the proximity alarm over the loudspeaker. The drone squealed and echoed down the empty corridors, a klaxon that even the basic intelligence of the ship registered as annoying to biologics.

    But the Beginner’s Luck was not abandoned, far from it. A dozen meters away, four individuals crowded around the table in the crew’s lounge. The table performed triple duty as a place for meals, a gaming Dejarik board and its current function, as a HoloNet viewpoint. A projection of a well-dressed human broadcast journalist flickered above the black and yellow checkered pattern. She reported coverage of an event deemed the worst atrocity on record since the Clone Wars ended over one year ago.

    As the klaxon sounded, a furry, clawed hand absent-mindedly flicked a switch on the bulkhead next to the speaker. The audio cut off. They all knew only five minutes remained on their 15-day journey back to Coruscant. The four watched rapt as the human female dressed in dull colors droned on charismatically about the news from a small agricultural planet in the Mandalore Sector. Her blue eyes narrowed, she condemned the actions of the still unidentified terrorist group that attacked a peacekeeping mission of the Galactic Empire, with casualties in the tens of thousands which included the destruction of two ships. Video feed of a coordinated attack on the Star Destroyer Arkanian Dragon and the Carrack Light Cruiser Dominant played continuously in the background as the broadcaster orated in a cultured accent native to the Galactic Core.

    “As you can see from the footage, which this network is dubbing the Nazren Uprising; we know the terrorist group is comprised of several ships and squadrons of starfighters. The video feed was sent to us some time ago, and was only declassified by the Imperial Security Bureau this morning,” she said. “As of yet, we still do not have an accurate count of any survivors from this flagrant act of insurgency, and the names of the deceased are being held until an Imperial investigation is complete.”

    “Currently, this network confirms that no organization has directly come out to claim responsibility for this heinous attack, but Imperial analysts ascertain their identity is hold-over forces from the Confederacy of Independent Systems. One group in particular known is the Nazren, which an unconfirmed source implicated may have performed the attack. Investigation is still under….”

    The women paused a moment, cocking her head to the side as new information fed from a small flesh-colored earpiece.

    “I am getting word from my producer that we have a breaking video feed from the floor of the Imperial Senate where Emperor Palpatine is beginning his state of the union address. We go now live from Coruscant…”

    The visage of a pale, scarred monster wearing crimson robes came over the holo image. His destroyed face looked similar to the scarring Bran Kota also shared, only much worse. The Emperor raised his hands to address the wide hall of floating repulsor-dais’s, but was then cut off when Tahla Joona slammed her hand down on the table’s controls, ending the transmission. The jedi knight stormed out of the lounge area, heading for the cockpit in a fit of frustration. It was justified. The Dark Lord of the Sith disguised as a benevolent dictator had carefully implemented the destruction of her order and eventual downfall of freedom and liberty over a number of decades. But there was still hope. They had a plan.

    Fourteen days earlier Admiral Varth beamed a transmission directly to the Beginner’s Luck containing instructions of which transponder codes to use, fake Imperial credentials and licenses, the place to dock and a few leads of where to begin their search on Coruscant. During the recording, the admiral appeared haggard and sleep deprived, fearing a court martial from Commodore Verana. He instructed the group to accept no transmissions from the Fleet, and asked them to forward on the data-feed directly to Senator Organa onboard the Tantive IV currently on a diplomatic mission to Sullust. Shayle did so, and received orders directly from Captain Antilles to continue the mission and keep communications silence until its completion. By no circumstance were they to report back to the Alderaan Allied Defense Force until safely away from Coruscant.

    Over those next two weeks and a day, the rebels healed their wounds from the Battle of Concordia. Tahla, Kadrien and Alsia trained in the Force while Shayle poured over the data from Switch and communique from Admiral Varth. Time passed quickly. Luckily Shayle’s connections with the SpyNet provided the location of a safe house not far from where Varth instructed them to land under the guise of intergalactic tradesmen. Cloudscape Platforms, a private starport used by Core World travelers and small-scale merchants, was an innocuous place as any in one of the most secure systems in the entire galaxy.

    Again the klaxon sounded, denoting two minutes until their entrance to realspace. Tahla keyed up the newly configured control yoke of the Luck and put on the headset. Everyone took their stations, with Alsia riding co-pilot and Shayle manning the SYSOP position. Kadrien headed amidships to man the gunwell should anything turn ugly. A tense, pregnant silence permeated the ship. Only the rattle of the deck plates denoting faster than light speed brooked any sound.

    OOC: Game on!

    You guys can roleplay that tidbit or make any reactions. I’ll share the information about your investigative leads in a later post. Post at will and I’ll move you to the next scene

    Also, let’s just say the Luck’s control have been reconfigured to Tahla. Tahla now gets a +2 to Pilot check with the Luck.
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    Tahla tugged at the headset until it was settled securely over her ear. She draped the fingers of one hand gently over the Luck's yoke. She watched the clock run down on her instrument panel. "We're coming out of hyperspace in a little over a minute. Is everybody ready?" With her other hand, Tahla opened the comm. "Kade? Are you set? If we're made, we're going to need you."

    Her heart seemed to hammer in time with the deck plates. She never thought that she'd come back...home. Coruscant was where the life that she knew ended. It was where he Order was hunted, and murdered. It was where she lived as an urchin: running, hiding, eating out of refuse receptacles. It was too late to worry about it now. They had a mission to carry out.
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    All made ready, and Tahla lowered the hyperdrive activation lever. As the star field returned to denote the exit from hyperspace, sensors pinged from the SYSOP station. Shayle noted the readouts coming from hyperspace bouy IC-772 and also from thousands of ships directly ahead. The planet was not in viewing distance yet. He put the Message to Spacers (METSOP) through the comm. A haughty, Imperial pre-recorded voice came through with instructions.

    “Welcome to Imperial Center. All incoming ships must immediately contact Imperial Center Control or be subject to immediate search and seizure. Do not linger in this spacelane for longer than one standard minute without contact.”
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    Things were just getting interesting when Tahla switched off the Emperor's message. Alsia wanted to see it but she understood that they didnt have time. As for the rest of the newscast, she was not surprised at all by the way the Empire was spinning their recent activities. In many good people's eyes, they were terrorists... maybe they were. Good thing Alsia didnt really care one way or another.

    She followed closely after the jedi to the cockpit, she quietly took her position and started double checking the calculations and prepared to take commands from Tahla.
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    Tahla listened to the recording before turning a few dials on the comm panel. She activated her headset. "This is the Alderaan Sunrise calling Imperial Center Control. Come in, Control."

    She muted the mic in her headset, awaiting a reply from the tower.
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    "Alderaan Sunrise, this is Imperial Center Control. Please transmit transponder codes, and follow Imperial Center Approach Vector ICAV-7A beaming to you now," a similarly cultured voice replied over the comm. "You have 30 seconds to comply."

    Coordinates of a space lane flooded Shayle's station. As the information processed, the Luck's proximity alarm sounded. A large ping registered on the sensors, a ship almost twice the size of the Beginner's Luck. Tahla had seconds to prevent a collission!!!!

    OOC: Superball please give me a Piloting check with your next post. Elder/Alsia can Aid Another. Please see the Luck's character sheet to add the appropriate negatives/bonuses etc.
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    "Roger, Control, transmitting..."

    Tahla never got to finish the transmission. Seemingly out of nowhere, the Luck's half-cylinder viewport was filled with the hull of an enormous starship. Tahla gasped, shoving hard on the ship's yoke. The forked nose of the Beginner's Luck dipped, and she punched the throttle, attempting to clear beneath the vessel. She only hoped it would be enough.

    OOC: UtF check to Pilot: 1d20(2)+19=21-5=16. Burning a Force Point: 2d6(3,5)=5 for a total of 21.
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    Tahla stretched out into the Force, sending the Beginner's Luck into an evasive turn. A crunching sound reverberated through the entire ship as the interior lighting dimmed for a few seconds. An enormous Action VI bulk transport exiting hyperspace clipped the Luck directly aft, impacting the main drive engines. A few sparks hissed at Shayle's station from the engineering console. Someone would have to go back aft and assess the damage.

    Seconds passed and the same Imperial voice came over the comm again.

    "Freighter class vessels Alderaan Sunrise and Serenity, come to the following coordinates to be scanned for damage for reporting purposes. Hold there until an Imperial System Patrol Craft verifies..."

    From the SYSOP station, the droid brain of the Luck reported damage to multiple power couplings and motivators in the engineering bay. A visual inspection of the damage would reveal the extent.

    OOC: DC 25 Pilot check is failure even with an Aid Another from Alsia.

    The Luck takes 4D10(26) + 10 = 36 - 10 (DR) = 26 damage

    Someone trained in Mechanics will have to go back and make a check to know how bad...
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    Alsia was about to input new coordinates when the jolt almost knocked her out of her seat. She was not a mechanic but she did know what damage sounded like, and that sounded like a lot of damage. Grateful that she was still alive, she climbed back into the chair and hit the comm. "Shayle, can you check the damage? I can come and give you a hand if needed." She looked over at Tahla to see if she needed anything from her before she went back to look at the damage.
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