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Xerxes peeled away from the concentrated firestorm now being poured onto the freighters to join another craft in blocking off the likely jump point in an attempt to force the actions V’s to weather the storm longer. “Scrap is the warhead reprogrammed yet” an indignant blurt of binary whistles from t...

‘Scanning the area for hostiles’ ‘turrets are running hot, stopping counter fire for the moment’ ‘Battle damage at current is minimal’ “Good let’s keep it t’at way then shall…” BBBZZZTTT. Sparks flew over the control panel in front of Tex for a moment, not that it mattered much. He wasn’t as relian...

Tex closed his metaphorical eyes for the moment, entrusting the Twins with feeding him data from the scanners. Instead he rerouted power from processing those visuals and reactionaries to instead connect and intercalate disparate parts of his programming, trying to further enmesh his security, battl...

Xerxes completed his loop and came streaking down from on a vertical plane towards the tail of the foremost Action V. He grit his teeth trying to remain as calm as he could. He was a member of the CCE after all but, his combat experience was still limited and he had never thought of himself as a fig...

*Sneaks in and takes the top spot once more*

My Precious.

Tex gripped the stick in front of him, not that he necessarily needed to being plugged directly into the ship as he was but, he wanted to make sure he maintained a grip in case the connection was severed. This manoeuvre he was about to try was insane even for a droid as it pushed the ship to its lim...

Xerxes shot past amidships of the forward Action V unleashing a spattering of laser fire. The shots were haphazard and reduced in power, he knew that he could do comparatively little with random fire so was limiting the resourced wasted in this first pass. He didn’t even pay attention to whether he ...

‘Marking Action V’s as Non-combatant primary targets.’ ‘YT-1300 and YT-2000 freighters being tagged as secondary targets either could be carrying merchandise but, both have a bite to them.’ “That leaves a gunship and a few fighters as harrying forces.” ‘Confirming BSP friendlies from transponders t...

Xerxes reached forward and grasped the hyperdrive controls, “3, 2, 1” he muttered to himself and then pulled back the levers, he dropped out of the swirling blur and white back into real space but, wasted no time on pulling on the stick and yanking himself up and to the left, peeling away as the eng...

The blue and white swirled around them once more, at the last jump he had been met by a signal beacon that transmitted the final coordinate and countdown. He had been late, he hated this because he knew arriving into a hot situation like this without time to prepare and orientate beforehand was far ...