"Why, thank you for your offer!" She smiles broadly "Be sure to repeat it when you actually have a chance of winning! See you around, Kota! If I meet Secura, I will give her your regards!" Gailte terminated the holo. "Send missiles against the small craft - break their frigates, corvettes and unarmoured ships - ignore warships and anything bigger then cruiser. We shall remove their anti-fighter defenders." She turned to Avina. "Any news from interdictor cruiser, from the stormtrooper corps?" She asked, not really hoping for success in that matter. "Also, did your men made sure that our flagship rams the confederation cruiser?"
"I wish. I'm just a Captain". She smiles good naturedly. "Don't mention this to anyone. I'll have you give your report to the Commodore".
Finishing cleaning and dressing the wound, she couldn’t see anything else too pressingly dangerous with him. Putting a hand under her chin, she examined the group of Twil’eks. “All of you will need to stay put for observation. What do you need to make yourself comfortable?” Mari and the recently shot man would need rest. But she gave a glance at the other one with the head wound. “Keep an eye on him and make sure he doesn’t fall asleep. It can’t cause serious damage, but it will make it hard to notice if he breaks out in a seizure and the damage is more serious than I thought.”
"Launching missiles, ma'am". She heads to the comms officer, who says "We weren't able to make contact, ma'am. The rebels are in control of the Purge's comms. They just laughed at us." Avina says "We have set a collision course at high speed. We'll hit Rebel One at sufficient velocity to break its shields and destroy it, at the cost of the Netuno." The missiles explode against the enemy ships, many going up in flame, others losing shield strength. The rebel fleet opens up, firing upon the Imperial ships with their main guns.
She nods. "Take them to a break room". They're led to a well furnished and comfortable room with a view of the battle. Cara sits down, the bothan has his face in his hands, and the officer looks shaken. The remaining stormtroopers talk amongst themselves.
Mari nods. "I'll slap him around a bit if needed". The ship lifts into space, and heads towards the station.
Fendrat sit next to Cara, on comfortable sofa giving rest to his legs. "Ahh, after every mission like that, I feeling like someone give me five years more." He put hand on Cara shoulder. "I must say, I 'm proud of you. You made good job Cara."
Gailte noded. "Order Victory star destroyers to fire turbolasers at Purge. It should be enough to destroy that kind of ship... and kill everyone on board." She shook her head. She was ordering deaths of imperial onboard. "Survival of the fleet is more important." She looked at Avina. "Sorry - I will be destroying your command right after I gave it to you." She turned to screen. "Order evacuation and abandon the ship." Gailte looked around the bridge, one last time. "Goodbye, old friend. Give them hell." With that done, she turned to anyone who stayed. "Abandon the ship!" With that, she started running to the shuttle.
'Give no quarter, Delta. Cover the bombers!' Delta squadron moved to intercept the enemy starfighters and protect the bombers on their attack run.
"Yes I examine My Peoples New Home First. We talk later...." He turns and heads back to The Hangarbay where his Ship is parked.
Max-7 sets the sith artifact down in front of Zann and Vahlia grabs the credits at about the same time. “Thank you for the transaction Zann. Your a man of your word. If at anytime you have another bounty or trade let us know.”Vahlia states quite pleased by the trade she was getting.
Stepping out of the med-bay, Dannan used her access to the captains quarters to grab some pillows and bring them back to be handed to the band of Twi’leks, making notes of their current condition. “All things considered, it’s impressive that this is the worst of it. Not that everyone being healthy is a bad thing. We’ll need everyone in top condition when we retrieve Cyrus.”
Fendrat smile not less tired than her. "Yes, you use right word. Fucked, almost like my last mission. I'm not sure if Empire keept secrets of mission because they are so important or because they are so fucked, that nobody will belived in that."
The Star Destroyers open up with concentrated fire on the Purge, but a cruiser moves up and begins to take the fire on its shields. Avina shakes her head. "Honestly, I'm not a big fan of this ship anyway". Gailte and a small group begin to run, as the ship is rocked by enemy fire. They reach a hangar, where a shuttle is about to take off. An officer on the ramp beckons for her to come aboard, and they leave the ship, heading for The Lion. As they move through the battlefield, Gailte can see the fighter battle, before the Netuno accelerates, plowing into the Providence Class. The Acclamator rips into the fellow Clone Wars era ship, smashing through the hull and sending it up in a massive explosion that engulfs both craft. An Imperial officer looks at it and yawns. "Sad that the old bitch had to go out like that, eh?"
In her peripheral vision, Loreley can see the Netuno crash into the main Rebel ship. The rest of Delta moves into formation beside her, as a number of X-Wings flies down to engage the bombers. Loreley sees one with green markings flying down to attack the bomber closest to her. Tarrik and Silvan open fire.
There he sees the clan assembling. The missing warriors who joined the fight on Ryloth are there. The Forge Master turns to Paz. "You'll be joining us?"
The ship lands onto the station. Danann hears a voice behind her. "What makes you think we're retrieving Cyrus?". The devaronian stands there in the doorway. He turns back. "Hey, you two, Zann wants the woman brought to him." The trandoshans come and carry her out. The less wounded Twi'lek puts his pants back on and leaves as well. "Time to get wasted".
Zann holds a hand up. "A moment. I have to authenticate that you've brought me the real deal. Silri!" He calls out, and a beautiful, pale skinned woman in red robes walks into the room. She reaches out her hand, and the holocron moves on its own, interlocking and reshaping itself as it hovers in the air in front of Silri. It opens, bathing the room in red light, before it closes and hovers back down to the table. "It's real, and its the one we wanted". She says simply. Zann claps his hands together. "Take your money, miss Fang, with my compliments. I'll have a job for you in a little while, if you're interested." Silri approaches the bounty hunter. Even untrained in the force, Vahlia can feel the dark power radiating off of the pale woman like a cloud. She reaches out and touches Vahlia's cheek. "Yes... I can feel the power in you, young one. I can feel the Force flowing through you. Tell me, have you been taught to use it?"
