SithLore

(Done, thank you)

(OOC: Is there anything I can be doing in the meantime? Or is there a period of time that needs to pass before I can delve into other Roleplay? Sorry for the questions. Thanks for your writing thus far.)

Rake stood unmoved in the background, even when acknowledged by the Grand Admiral, he dared not return a gesture, nothing so informal. He'd gone from extremes from being essentially expelled to having his name dropped upon a Grand Admiral's desk. Of course he was happy with the outcome, but this was...

((OOC: What's happening with this now?))

Rake followed, keeping a steady pace behind the Commander. He noticed the collection of Imperial hardware and wondered about the capacity of the larger vessels, Star Destroyers, for example. He couldn't imagine fitting an entire brigade into one vessel, but it was required as per imperial doctrines,...

Rake flew uncharacteristically casual as they escaped the hanger's gravity pull and made their way to the Enforcer Class starship. Hydra - he wondered if it had been named to it's many different turbolaser emplacements upon it's hull. Shaped like a miniature star destroyer, it was far more efficient...

Rake had continued with the task simultaneously with the officer, and there was a distinct sound of destruction a minute or two before his own objective had been blown to a hot-metal wreckage. Now he just needed to get to the rendezvous. He darted through the door way that lay open, assuming it rema...

Rake landed his Phantom with a bit of care, perhaps too much, but he was still breaking free of the bonds of tutoring on the subject - and he'd just been let loose to use his own initiative for the first time, not a common thing for most in the Empire's service. He'd have to get used to it. He unbuc...

Rake's Phantom followed suite, decloaking and assisting on the first and second pass. He was conservative at first, following the flight path of the leader to amplify the damage caused with their laser barrage. On the third however, he broke off by sixty degrees and followed an attack pattern of his...

Rake adjusted more than once in the pilot's chair, nudging the rudder foot pedals now and then, twitching the TIE engine ports on the back. The others stood outside probably thought he was dry testing the controls, definite sign of an amateur. 'Great.' He thought to himself. Though a TIE Phantom was...