Board Thread:Role Plays (AU)/@comment-13427943-20170213053613/@comment-26104528-20170224225603

(And now, back to our regularly scheduled programming.)

The Adjutant burst out of hyperspace, just on the edge of the battle lines. Ships furiously bombarded each other yet none had noticed the smaller spacecraft on the fringes.

"Stealth systems holding steady, sensory readout's online, I'll have an ECM burst ready in t minus 15." Stahlfritz reported as his fingers danced across his console. On Lucina's HUD, orange triangles and prisms were projected, coming off the enemy ships. These were predictions of thier sensor's range and field of detection.

Slowing her thrust to 3/4, Lucina took the Adjutant into the fray, nice and slow which gave her plenty of time to react to changes in the enemy's watch. They slipped past one of the Providence classes, barely stopping in time for it to launch a swarm of Vulture droids into the battle.

In her gunner's seat, Estellia wistfully watched as that squadron of fighters sped past them. So many targets, so many easy targets...she looked back at the firing controls.

"We're flying Casual." Lucina snapped before the tiger-striped Bounty Huntress could even start reaching for the triggers. "There'll be plenty of targets when we get planetside; patience."

Finally seeing an opening in the enemy lines, the Adjutant dove through the sensor nets and artillery fire and entered the atmosphere. The republic seemed to bee geetting the upper hand in this fight already, given the wreckage of not one, not two, but three Recusant-class destroyers plumetting through the atmosphere. Like the veteran pilot she was, Lucina weaved and bobbed past the burning hulks, through the cloud cover, and into view of the desert landscape.

"The Jetiise gave us some decent intel. Our rendevous point's close to the main city and the patrols are light." Fritz reported to which both his mother and girlfriend gave him odd glares through thier helmets. "Comparatively light." he corrected himself.

As the cloaked vessel hovered above a set of war-torn ruins, the Banshee and the Tigrss left thier seats and started for the lower level where Swordfish squad was patiently waiting. Lucina holsteered two long barreled disruptor pistols with Cortosis swordbreakers mounted underneath the barrels and a sonic disruption device was installed where her jetpack's missile launcher would normally be.

Meanwhile Estellia favored a standard blaster carbine, except hers had an ammo drum large enough to effectively make it a squad-automatic weapon. On her hip was an automatic, sawed-off slugthrower shotgun with several magazines strapped around her waist. Explosive slugs, acidic flechettes, and two special loads of cortosis buckshot. Both Huntresses were equipped to fight Sith, but anyone with half a brain knew they could just as easily tango with a Jedi.

"Stahlfritz, we're dropping out now. You're free to use my ship, but keep it safe and be ready to return if we call. Understood?" Lucina spoke into her communicator as she hit the button to open the forward door.

"Clear as crystal, ma." was the reply as the young merc slipped into the pilot's seat, eager to finally have a chance to operate his mother's ship. He gently set his hands on the controls, taking care not to de-activate the autopilot which was holding it steady.

"Excellent. K'oyacii!" Lucina called as she dove out the door with Stella and Nomad close behind. The rest of Swordfish squad, clad in navy-accented armor, used fast ropes instead.

"Ib'tuur jatne tuur ash'ad kyr'amur" Estellia said to herself as she and the others took shelter, waiting for durther instructions.

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"Computer, bring up that list of bounties from earlier." Stahlfritz spoke as he locked the Adjutant's wings in place and sped back towards space.

"M'vo Dynaru, an upstart Slaver operates in this quadrant."

"Price on his head?"

"The Hutt Clan is offering 4000 credits dead or alive and the Black Sun is offering 7000 alive; no deal if dead."

"Sounds like a warm-up." With that, Fritz typed in the Coordinates for the Hyperdrive and in mere minutes, the young merc was off to earn a paycheck of his own.