Connecting Flight - BSP - 0521

[Jacobi Wylcott]

---GORDIAN REACH
---LUCAZEC - Q-6

Plying through the stars between several orbiting Corsair Battleships came a pair of rugged Action V Freighters. Their angular hulls were filled to the brim with prime mineral ores refined right here in the Sith held mining world of Lucazec and their purity was beyond question as these operations had been ongoing so some years now and with the Sith Order’s penchant for fanatical workmanship - these ores were certainly of top quality.

Darth Tormentous observed the ongoing procedures as the ships moved their way to the jump point. Grinding his teeth the entire time. It was not so much who these shipments were going to, he understood well the need of a payoff when there was one. But the time he was spending - it was an annoyance. He would much rather be doing something else than trolling the lanes with a load of rocks under his watchful eye.

Be that as it may - these loads would find their destination well.

And the Sith would be better off for it tomorrow.

---SHIPPING
---2 ACTION V FREIGHTERS - 320 RU EA.
---TOTAL RU: 640

[Varn Badaash]

Routine, that was all it was suppose to be, a simple patrol near Sith space, however that all changed when a Alliance intelligence report landed on Varn’s console. The Sith were moving a heavy haul of materials and the Antarian Rangers weren’t about to let it go by without attempting to get a peek on what it was and where it was going. Ranger Captain Badaash and the Silver Mynocks were the closest assets to the predicted route and so here they were, waiting.

The large Dashade had his best pilot pull out of the large hold of the Mobquet in an ETA-2 interceptor. The ship generally sat quietly in the hold but today it would see a bit of action. Meanwhile Varn stood on the bridge of the Silver Mynock, gazing out at a field of stars. The crew was ready to engage, delay and potential board the potential Sith convoy. Today could be a good day for the Jedi Coalition.

Raising
Mobquet Transport
ETA-2 Actis Light Interceptor

[Ben Kenobi]

CONVOY INTERCEPTED
RAIDERS PLEASE CONTINUE POSTING ACCORDINGLY

[Varn Badaash]

Bursting from hyperspace came two Action V transports, their transponders matching that of the ones in the Intel report. The Ranger Captain’s eyes flashed to the readout, no escort vessel, they must have been trying to look inconspicuous. “Mynock One, accelerate and engage, target their engines to slow them down before they can cycle up their shields.” The Dashade’s orders were heard loud and clear as the Artis interceptor rocketed in on the offensive.

“Open a channel.” A brief moment later the comms officer nodded back at the Dashade. “Action V transports, please change your trajectory eleven degrees to your starboard and prepare for boarding.” Varn turned and had the officer switch to the internal comms. “Silver Mynocks, prepare for boarding action.”

With his orders given Varn stepped off the bridge of the Mobquet and headed to dawn his Merr Sonn boarding armor. Today would turn out to be more exciting then he’d thought.

[Varn Badaash]

As the two Action Vs slowed due to the peppering from the Interceptor, the Mobquet floated into position between the two larger vessels. The cargo bay doors silently opened and out came two teams of Rangers, their space worthy suits launching them towards their target vessels. Ranger Captain Badaash landed on one of the Action Vs in his Merr Sonn boarding armor, the rest of his team falling into position behind him.

The large suit of armor approached one of the vessels exterior airlocks and knelt down to examine the heavy doors control console. “Alright Captain,” a Bothans voice filled his helm. “Just place the computer spike I gave you into the scomp link socket and I’ll be able to start gaining access to the ships systems.”

The Dashade reached down towards his leg where a compartment slid open and reveal the cylindrical device. He pulled it and placed it where his Bothan companion instructed, it began to spin and slowly insert itself into the socket. The alien waited uncomfortably for several moments before the console lit up and the airlocks exterior door slid open.

“Alright team, move in and find the cargo,” he ordered as the team shifted into the airlock and the door slid closed behind them.

[Varn Badaash]

Infiltration had been successful, both teams were inside their respected targets and moving towards the holds. Resistance was minimum, though that was probably partly due to their breaching point being less obvious. Varn and his squad found the cargo hold and began spreading out. The containers were large and many and unfortunately locked tight.

“Gonna need time to pop any of these open Captain,” one of the Rangers spoke as he finished checking the lock mechanism.

“Understood,” Varn began. “We need to see what’s in here then...”

“Captain, we are meeting unexpected resistance here!” A voice over the comm exclaimed. “Theirs actual Sith aboard!”

The Dashade shook his head, if there were some aboard that ship then there had to be one or two on here. “Change of plans, get to the hold controls and emergency release the cargo to space!”

The Rangers began to quickly spring into action, some taking up guard positions while others began release the cargo from their clamps. Within a handful of minutes the cargo bay doors sprung open as the bay depressurization while releasing its contents to the void of space and with it the Rangers.

Moments later the two vessel launched into hyperspace, it seemed that Varn had made the right call, otherwise him and his team would probably be on their way to a Sith world right now.