"Hopefully, Commodore Ennassax will be able to apprehend Mothma, and end the Rebellion."
The ships respond to the hail. "This is the consular transport fleet. Get out of the way, immediately. You're impeding diplomatic buisiness."
He laughs. "You wish. Can't you just cut a hole near the wound?"
He doesn't find anything. Zenobia says "Supposedly he has info on the Mon Cala expedition. Mon Mothma's location, specifically."
The Netuno moves into the open, and the two Star Destroyers take position in the nebula. Soon, a convoy of Nebulon B frigates jumps into the region.
There's a crunch as he's pulled away. DT feels bones snap under his mechanical fingers. Zenobia falls to the ground, coughing violently. She gets...
She notices a minor fracture in the skull.
He enters the communications room to see Zenobia grappling with the Duros. She's effectively managing to stab him with her knife, but he's using...
"Urgh". The Twi'lek doesn't seem to recognise her presence. The other says "There was an explosion. It knocked most of us off our feet, but he hit...
"Yes, Commodore." She goes to a console. "Captain Ovesha signals that she can cover the area." The Netuno moves into the nebula, the bridge being...
She sees that the Interdictor is captained by a woman by the name of Ovesha. The other ships, the two Victory I class Star Destroyers, are...
The redhead goes to say something, when there's a cry from another room.
The man with the head injury thrives around senselessly. The other one looks up at her. "Fine, fine. You're the doctor. I didn't know that. Fix me...
"Good work, Delta Leader. Sending additional craft to investigate. Escort the Netuno". As he speaks, the Netuno begins moving towards the nebula.
She sees several life forms aboard, but that power is low and the engines are practically destroyed. There is a machine of some sort aboard,...
"A good idea, ma'am. I believe so. Shall I give the order?"
She sees Gold Flight all accounted for, though they don't seem to be in audio contact. Silvan angles his craft to face her, and gestures into the...
Meera nods. "We lost a few a men, but we're okay. Shouldn't be any mortal wounds. How about you?" The ship begins to take fire from a Rebel...
She can barely get a read on her own craft. There's nothing else visible on scanners. Silvan takes Gold down further into the cloud to...
He hits it, and the explosion rips off the craft's wing, sending it and the pilot tumbling down into the gas giant. After a few minutes, DT hears...
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