mSSD Atrus

Dressed in a light brown robe and a dark brown tabard Bacredi headed through the Atrus to a small hanger inside it. Pulling up the back was R2-D9, his silver hull was dotted with green on all of the components. Bacredi had been near Sovern when he had gotten the message from his grandma, and he had decided to help. Entering the gleaming white hanger Bacredi's Delta-7 Aethisphere Fighter's Green Hull stood out from everything else, everything was packed, clothes, weapons, food, credits all of that. R2 then moved over to the ship and loaded himself into the droid slot. Moving over to the Hanger Master Bacredi signed out of the Atrus, not wanting to be put AWOL in his leave. Moving over to the ship he jumped up onto the hull, and opened the cockpit. Getting inside he switched the main defibrillator to on, just in case something went wrong, switching off everything he didn't need he turned off the landing gear and lowered the cockpit shield. Now he was hovering and the ion engines began to glare, Bacredi then upped to 100 percent speed and flew out of the hanger. While going through the thick shielding that protected everyone in the hanger from the deep vacuum of space, the Delta-7 slowed for a second, then when reaching the deep vacuum of space he began to move faster and faster.

"Artoo, plot course to Corellia." Bacredi ordered the droid right outside his window. And the droid responded with a few beeps. "Yes the quickest route."

R2 flew the starfighter outwards, over Vectra. The beautiful place below shone brightly, and Bacredi didn't look back as they flew closer to the hyperspace jump point. They then reached the Jump Point, and Bacredi's cockpit became a blur of a warp. Bacredi reached over and switched the lighting, killing it. The three status screens in front of Bacredi displayed everything about the ship, on the left screen the Engine Status, Hyperdrive Motivator, Hyperdrive Power were displayed in galactic basic. On the right screen the radar, translator, Galaxy Map, and HoloNews displayed. And on the center screen the hologram pedestal, flight computer, targeting computer, and the communication pedestal were displayed. Bacredi then moved his eyes to the right screen. The Galaxy Map showed Bacredi's fighter moving along the Rimma Trade Route, this could not get him to Corellia. They would have to stop at Yag 'Dhul to pick up the Corellian Trade Spine, which would get them to Corellia in one piece.

"R2, we need to stop at Yag 'Dhul to refuel. Stop at the Empress-Class Space Station, we will stay overnight and get fueled up." Bacredi spoke to R2, and looking to the left Bacredi saw the Galaxy Map, as Bacredi's destination changed to Yag 'Dhul. Pressing a button on the center screen a Hologram of Yag 'Dhul's Empress Station showed up. Pressing one of the residential stations Bacredi loaded it, 120 rooms, 110 taken, 10 vacant. Moving his finger to one of the more remote rooms he moved his finger through it, and then a text boss came up, Bacredi prepared to type: This is Zhar Bacredi, I am reserving room 120 in Residential Area 4D. My First Galactic Bank Account Number is #491039. I am sending the credits to you now. I am also requesting hanger and refueling, if this is an extra charge then I will pay upon my arrival.

Empress Station above Yag 'Dhul

Bacredi's Delta-7 Starfighter landed in one of the Empress-Station's Hanger Bays. When the Delta-7 landed in the center. Nothing else was in the hanger, and the Delta-7 was in the center of the orange shock pad in case something bad happened. The main blast door opened, and three ESSF Officers walked down the stairs.

"Zhar Bacredi?" The lead Officer asked, holding his hand on his blaster pistol.

"Yes?" Bacredi replied.

"Ah, we have been expecting you." The lead Officer said as Bacredi got out of his fighter, and then closed the cockpit. "Please follow me, we will check you in." Bacredi grabbed his bag, which wasn't much-just some clothes, vibroblade, and a blaster-moving along the stairs with the guards, admiring the great architecture required to make this station. "Here, just sign in and then move to your room"

They entered a reception area, a giant counter housed seven Humans at desks. This was were he would check in, thanking the guards he moved over to the reception desk. "Hello, I am Zhar Bacredi-checking in."

"Welcome Mr. Bacredi. We have received your payment before hand, you starship is currently being refueled. Please, proceed to your room, and speak your name." The Female spoke to Bacredi with a Corellian Accent, but with a mix of Coruscanti descendancy.

Sovern soon entered the hanger in his ARC armor his DE-10 strapped to his side. Going to the Hanger master he signed out just as Bacredi was leaving. Spotting Ph'rranix working on his Tie avenger he gave a polite nod to him hearing he had a reputation of being unapproachable. If Ph'rranix were to approach he would make conversation with him but he was slightly in a hurry.

Stepping up to his hawk bat he began running trough the pre flight check list. Walking around the out side of his fighter Sovern checked for structural integrity, rounding to the rear of the craft he checked the engine vents for obstructions. Climbing in to the cockpit he began to flip systems on one by one first the main control panels, than communications after that was the HUD, RADAR and manifest screens came up. After checking out the electronics Sovern moved on to the status of the hyperdrive and propulsion components.

Once every thing was checked out he went through his personal inventory to make sure he got every thing he was going to need. Armor check, tools check, change of cloths check, DE-10 check and DL-44 check. Once every thing checked out Sovern posted his request to take off. The space traffic controller gave him his position in the que. Seeing he had some time Sovern set his fighter to hibernation mode got out and waited his turn.

Sitting down on the lower aileron he drummed his feet on the hanger floor impatiently waiting. Looking at the que he had about a thirty minuet wait two whole squadrons were going out and that took time after that was a lambda class shuttle than him. Sovern hated waiting especially when he was in a hurry but things had to be done by the book and military operations had priority.  Finally it was his turn to take off, hopping in to his fighter he reawakened his fighter sealed the hatch and took off.

Circling around the Artus Sovern waited for is wing man. Soon enough Ph'rranix was formed up with him and they were heading towards the jump point. Setting the same course Bacredi set. Upon exiting hyperspace above Yag 'Dhul Sovern messaged Empress Station “Request refueling only no need for accommodations, I’ll cover the damages upon landing” With that Sovern followed the landing beckons to the same hanger as Bacredi’s personal fighter was housed in. Paying the clerk for the fuel he indicated to Ph'rranix “Isn’t that Bacredi’s new fighter? He left out before I did”

[I think so. I haven't seen it yet so I'm not surre]
Sovern than waited for his fighter to refuel so he could get a move on again.

[I am having trrouble with my navigation computerr. Can I link up to yourrs?] Ph'rranix asked his squadmate, Sovern.

"Not a problem bud." Sovern replied as he sent the information to the Wookiee.

[Got it. Just let me know when you hit it so i can be prepared.]

"Launching in 5...4...3...2...1..." With that, the two TIE's dissappeared into hyperspace from the Dag'Yhun system. They were headed for their final stop, Corellia.



A Corellian traffic officer watched as a TIE/ad Advanced and a TIE/hk Hawkbat dropped out of hyperspace together. The TIE/ad took the lead, with the Hawkbat flying in combat spread formation behind his squad XO. After a few moments, the traffic officer was able to identify the ships. Ph'rranix's ship, the Tararac, or Terrorizer. Sovern's ship dubbed, the Dark Star. The officer pulled up their records and realized these were Imperial naval pilots.

"Pilot of the Tararac and Dark Star state your business in the Corellian System," spoke the traffic officer.

[We arre herre forr vacation. Have a prroblem with that?] Ph'rranix roared in an ice cold growl.

"We have no problem. Just don't cause any trouble," he replied in a sarcastic, yet authoritative tone.

[I will not have a punk like you tell me what to do. It would be wise forr you to keep yourr tone gentle.] Ph'rranix bellowed in return. The traffic officer said the usual welcome to Corellia, have a great stay. before closing the channel. In thirty seconds, Ph'rranix instilled a large amount of fear into the officer with little effort.

"Now don't piss everyone off sir," Sovern blurted out to his superior.

[I will not have some little bastarrd like him trrying to rraise hisself above me by empty thrreats.]

"Well just try to be more tactful next time. This is my home world you know."

[Ok, I shall be morre tactful.]

"Thanks."

[I will just shoot him.]

Sovern chuckled before saying, "Whatever floats your boat sir."

The pair accelerated towards Bacredi, who was already waiting for his turn to enter the atmosphere.

[Thanks forr holding us a spot Blue,] The Wookie chuckled.

"Hey, no problem. I have only been here an hour. Just pop right in front of me," Blue-Leader replied with a hint of sarcasm.

[Don't mind if I do,] Ph'rranix growled as he slid his TIE/ad infront of Blue's Delta-7.

[Did you guys brring yourr Pazaak carrds with you? This may be a while.] Ph'rranix bellowed as he pulled his deck out.

OOC:

WC=465

The dinner earlier had been greece filled and delicious, it had been filled with laughter-and noises from StOrMz-but then the dinner had ended. And Bacredi, StOrMz, and Sovern had headed off to bed, but Bacredi could not sleep.
 
It was 2 AM, and Bacredi stood outside one of the farm buildings, cigar in his mouth. Dressed in pure civilian attire, black-dampening vest, leather pants, and his S-5 pistol holstered on his side. Another puff of smoke from Bacredi marked the end of his third cigar, "Stang, I'm out of cigars." Bacredi threw the stub that was once his third cigar onto the ground, it joined the other two stubs. Now he moved into his vest pocket, and pulled out a packed of Lung Blasters. Opening the box Bacredi pulled out one of the two inch cigarets, and then lighted it. Moving it to his mouth Bacredi let out a whiff, "Ah, time for me to get some sleep."

"...Hell it is." Sovern walked out from nowhere, he was dressed in his bed clothes and such. No weapon. "Why are you standing out here?"

"Because, just because. Can never sleep in a place that I do not live in... never." Bacredi finished, and Sovern then went off to bed. Bacredi then began to walk off into the distance, towards some of the farm houses. Cigarette still in mouth, Bacredi suddenly heard footsteps, from the sounds four men. "Whos there," Bacredi drew his S-5 heavy blaster pistol. Suddenly fully alert and ready, the cigarette had dropped to the ground as another stub. "Who the hell-"

A man lunged out of a bush, and knocked Bacredi's blaster before he had a chance to even fire it. Suddenly the schling of a knife sounded, and a jab of pain alerted Bacredi that he had just been stabbed in the leg. Two other shadows came out from the bush, one moved over to Bacredi's half conscious body, moved over to his head and kicked him. A crack sounded, Bacredi had just broken his neck.

Three coughs from Bacredi then he spoke, blood dripping from his mouth. "Please... no..."

"Lets get outta' here before that grandma gets us!" One of the men said, throwing another knife, and then kicking Bacredi in the leg. The knife then stuck out of Bacredi's stomach... he didn't have long.