Arturus almost bounced off his seat as the shuttle pilot bounced the shuttle down on the floor of the main hanger of the Atrus.  After waiting for the engines to shut down, Art grabbed his bags and headed for the ramp that was being lowered.  Once in the hanger he looked around before heading to Japheth's office to report back for duty.  After the long walk towards the fighter hanger, Art set his backs down outside the office and knocked on the door.

"Come in" Japheth called through the door.  Art entered and walked up to the desk throwing his customary sloppy salute.

"Ensign Arturus reporting back for duty Admiral."  Arturus said as he looked down at Japheth who was sitting at the desk.  Arturus shifted his weight onto one leg and crossed his arms as he waited.

"Welcome back Ensign, I see that your time in reserves has not taught you anymore discipline or respect than you had before you left."  Japheth said as he stood up and walked around the desk.

Arturus laughs. "Respect and discipline...me?  I dont have time for that shit.  Now then where am I being assigned, I need to sack out for a bit, my head is still throbbing"

"Hangover I imagine."  Japheth said as he sat down on the desk and frowned at Arturus.  "Alright Ensign I am assigning you to your old squadron...mostly because its the only active squadron we have left in VEN."

Arturus raises an eyebrow.  "Things that bad Admiral?"

"Unfortunately, however, you are not the only pilot to come back so we almost have a complete squadron ready now.  Kaph has been given shielded Tie Interceptors instead of the Tie bombers they used to fly.  They are our all purpose squadron now."  Japheth said as he reached behind him and picked up a folder.

"Well thats good to know, who do I report to now?"  Arturus asked.

Japheth opens the folder and examines it for a minute.  "Liquid is currently the Squadron Leader but I am moving him up to Training Officer.  I guess since you have been Kaph Leader twice before I might as have you fill his place.  Have him report to me once you report to him...dismissed!"  Japheth said as he handed over the folder and stood up.  Arturus took the folder and headed for the door.  "Ensign!"  Japheth shouted.  Arturus turned around and faced the admiral.

"Yes Admiral?"  Arturus put on one of his sarcastic grins then waited for a second before throwing a sloppy salute and exited the office. Arturus grabbed his bags and quickly made his way down to the Kaph area to report.

----------6 hours later----------

Arturus looked through what seemed like a thickfog.  He could hear someone shouting and his datapad was beeping.  Art slowly sat up and looked at the clock, it was only about 3pm.  "what the hell"  Arturus looked to the entrance to the door and saw one of his pilots standing there. 

"Boss the admiral has called a meeting right now in the briefing room." The pilot called.  Arturus groaned and climbed out of bed, he looked down at his wrinkled clothes, he had fallen asleep the moment he had laid down it seemed.  He shifted his gunbelt so that it was centered and then grabbed his datapad and made his way quickly out of the room and into the briefing room.  When he arrived he saw the squadron already there as well as the admiral.

"Nice to see the squadron leader decided to join us."  Japheth said as he glared at Arturus.  "Now then, we have recieved an urgent message from one of our intelligence sources.  It looks as though the New Republic is planning an invasion of a little defended loyal Imperial planet.  The source indicates that the Republic is sending several troop ships and fighters in order to launch a surprise invasion.  VE High Command has ordered us to attempt to either stop the invasion before it starts or to severely reduce the force before it lands.  Once we do that we will attack the targets on the ground.  You will be flying your interceptors and I have left instructions for a ground pack complete with weaponry to be put in the cargo compartment of each fighter.  Should you be shot down in the atmosphere you may have to do a bit of fighting to escape.  The coordinates for the planet are being plugged into your hyperspace computers as we speak.  Any question?"  Japheth looked around the room.

"Admiral any indication what type or how many fighters we will be encountering?"  Vukan asked.

"Except to see X-wings and A-wings for sure, whether or not they send in something heavier to bombard ground targets Im not sure but be prepared for anything.  I have no indication fo numbers.  That reminds me of another thing, we are not sure if the Republic is going to send in any capital ships after the invasion starts in order to secure the system.  If they do report back and you will recieve further instructions during the mission."  Japheth responded.  "anything else?"  He looked around the room.  "Alright men, get suited up and head to your fighters, good luck"  Japheth concluded.  The squadron snapped to its feet and saluted as he left the room.

"Alright you guys lets move out, I want all of you in that hanger ready to go in five minutes!" Arturus ordered as he turned to head out of the briefing room.

Five minutes later, Arturus entered the hanger suited up and ready to go.  He was carrying his gloves, gunbelt and helmet with him.  He looked around and saw the rest of the squadron arriving, it was mission time.
 
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No...I expect to leave on some beach with absolutely no name at all while I sail away on my ship...and then Ill shout the name back to you...savvy?

(OOC: READ THE GOD DAMN STORY BEFORE YOU POST VUKAN

Im asking Japheth to delete both of these posts, next time clue in to what the hell you are talking about Vukan)
 
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No...I expect to leave on some beach with absolutely no name at all while I sail away on my ship...and then Ill shout the name back to you...savvy?

(OOC: chipmunk plz adjust your post slightly, Vukan's post has been deleted)

The pilots climbed up into their fighters and within a few minutes they left the hanger and entered the hanger of a corvette that was to drop them off at the target system.  Once the corvette arrived, the fighters would deploy and it would jump out of system and wait for the single to come back.  The fighters finished docking and the corvette jumped into hyperspace.

(OOC: Just a quick post to end the confusion, please read this)

 
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No...I expect to leave on some beach with absolutely no name at all while I sail away on my ship...and then Ill shout the name back to you...savvy?

LoneWolf remained reclined and relaxed in his tie as the two pilots got towed away in bindings. The black helmet on his shoulders briefly fallowed their movement past his viewport and shrugged as he reconfigured the squadron listing.
A calm voice filtered through the helmet, ""Great more holes in this roster we have to worry about.""
The Pilot finished fixing the list then went back to lounging in his seat with two gloved hands clasped on his helmet, as always he was more than ready to go. He impatiently checked the ETA on his heads-up-display then frowned at the couple of more minutes left on the clock. ""Time to go to work."" Toggling the com channel on his voice went to his wing mates, "flight two look lively, we're about to drop!"
 
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Lonewolf/mSSD Atrus/DEF/VEN/VE/(=A=)(=SA=)(=JCPA=)(=SCPA=)[SRC][VC:Ebony]

CM/DJK LoneWolf/Sith/Eagle Sect/VEDJ

"With each kill, I grow wiser, with added wisdom, I grow stronger..." -Artemis Entreri

*Well...  Here goes...  Tell  me if I got something wrong before you delete my post Art.  I'll edit it severelly.

    Shazam rolled his neck wearilly...  Get out fine he though...
    He sat there, continuing to roll his neck when Art gave out the warning to pull out of the jump.  Chip gave them a few extra hints and tips before Art gave the final signal. 
    Suddenly they were in the darkness of space, a planet just ahead of them.  There was no sence of Rebel resistance in the area.  "Chip, what the hell..."
    "I don't know..." he was saying but the sudden roar of engines and rockets filled thier ears.  A rebel dreadnaught jumped in about a kilometer from Shazam's flight.  Suddenly, more ships came out of nowhere, warships, fighters, carriers. 
    Chip got back to his sences and barroled his fighter around, the rest of the group following formation.  Chip was picking up speed, away from the dreadnaught...  Awekward, Shazam thought. 
    "Alrighty...  I got an idea, we're ganna rush that dreadnaught and force him away from the other ships.  If we're ganna stop this invasion, we're ganna need to split the group.  They'll be even easier targets if we can scatter the fighters as well.  Shazam, take note of the side you will be turning on, I don't want you getting nailed by enemy cannon fire."  With that, Chip swung his fighter around, heading the team straight towards the dreadnaught.
    The dreadnaught was just firing at any random fire since none of the other flighters were attacking it.  Noticing the three fighter wing of tie intercepters, it changed its firing tragectories. 
    Chip had little need to move an inch because of how badly the dreadnaughts aim was, but Tizzer was having a heck of a time getting out of the way of the bolts that flew past Chip.  Shazam just sat on the left side, waiting for his turn to start spinning and spitting.
    The team let off a burst of fire towards the dreadnaught, then flew overhead.  Shazam checked his left side than looped around, cutting in between the dreadnaught and the nearest cruiser.  Chip dived under the dreadnaught with Tizzer close at his tale, the both of them sending rapid fire towards the dreadnaughts left side.  The dreadnaught began to sway away from the laser fire, away from the rest of the fleet.  One of the other wings had copied their antics down and was trying to seperate a nebulon frigate from the pack, trying to get the troop carriers open for attack. 
    Shazam continued to fire at the small cruiser, then he got a curious idea.  "Chip, remember when we captured that Rebel starcruiser."  Chip was silent on the intercom for a moment.
    "Yea...  I don't know if this would be the best time to get into a full scale battle with a ships crew.  We should have known better the last time."  Chip finally said.
    "I'm not saying we actually get in there, how about we just take out the engines, then blow the weapons?"  Chip was silent again.  Chip suddenly redirected his laser fire towards the weapons burrowing in the sides of the cruiser.
    "We'll wait to blow out those engines.  We wanna get this cruiser as far out as possible before we decide to disable it."  Shazam smirked arogently. 
    The weapons hadn't been to hard to take out considering the sheilds had been easy to take out on the small cruiser.  The dreadnaught was disabled about four and a half kilometers from the group...
 
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*Flash Was Here...*
My Real Bebop: (=A=)

    *Here's a twist for you Art...*
    Normally, Shazam felt a little stupid running around in ties, but with the new intercepters, it was a pure joy just sitting around breaking formations and cutting down rebel forces.  Of course, his euphoria was soon altered when his fighter suddenly jolted.
    It was of course the familier feeling of cannon fire on his hind side, he would have been dealt severe damage had it not been for the new shields...  Oh yes...
    Shazam rolled while making a quick pull to his right side, indicating to Tizzer to change positions.  Chip soared ahead, waiting for the others to catch up.
    The quick murmer of beeps coming from his right side made a chill go down his back as he checked the radar.  X-wings, and they were quite well equiped, Shazam thought taking notice of the missle lock.  Maybe I can out run them, he thought.  Tizzer seemed to get the idea and the both of them pushed it to full speed, racing towards Chip's tail end. 
    Shazam's view was suddenly disturbed by the sight of a bulk cruiser soaring through thier path, forcing Chip to pull up and the other two to seperate going oposite ways.  The quick murmer was silenced for the time being.  The stick was rattling in Shazam's hands as he made evasive manuevers around an oncoming rebel freighter.  One of the X-wings broke off towards him. 
    Shazam would no longer be able to outrun the X-wing do to the hazerdous obstacle course ahead of him.  Shazam slowed to eighty-percent throttle, not wanting to become a peice of goo on the side of a rebel cruiser. 
    The X-wing began to gain, very gragually, then the quick murmer was there in his ears again.  Shazam dove to his left in-between two cruisers going head to head.  The laser exchange was quite outrageous considering they were only two mini-cruisers; the X-wing decided to go around the mess to avoid being destroyed by the cross fire.  Good, Shazam thought to himself, he could get some more ground time and re-group with his team.
    "Chip, go on ahead and stay in that general area...  I'll bring my guy to you.  Maybe we can cross paths or something.  Tizzer, watch for incoming craft as we begin Trans-firing...  I just made that word up..." Shazam smirked to himself.  "It shall be famous," he said as he circled in the interceptor, back around, heading towards the enemy X-wing.  The both of them were too close to get any shots off at all, instead the X-wing slowed just before Shazam had passed him, then looped into a small arch, catching a speed burst in the process.  The both of them excellerating to full speed, they're engines hummed loudly.  Shazam dodged in and out of incoming laser fire, moving along a steady path of descending cruisers.  He hadn't taken notice that the cruisers were getting closer to the planet.  Redirecting his thoughts his flight path, he looked for Chip and his fighter friend. 
    Ah...  There they were, he thought.  Chip's new interceptor gleamed in the light from the nearby planet.  The X-wing close by was slightly rusted and held no intrigue or beauty. 
    The two interceptors crossed paths, confusing one of the fighters, and forcing him away from his target.  Tizzer sped after him, looking for his first kill of the day.  Shazam looped around as Chip was being pursued by his unforving opponet. 
    He had managed to catch up, but whenever he would take a shot towards the fighter, it would jerk away, just in time.  How the hell...
    "There is something really screwy about this guy, Chip.  I can't hit him.  I get these perfect shots and then he suddenly slips away." Shazam said sheepishly. 
    "Okay..."  Chip mustered as he pulled out of a hard dive.  "We're ganna need some interference real fast.  I don't think I can get away from this guy."  Tizzer came from Shazam's left, following suit.
    "You want me to jump infront of him?" He said wearilly.  Shazam shook his head," Nope, but I will."
    Shazam fell out of the loop, drifting sideways a bit.  "Here goes..."  Chip said, obviously thinking the plan was a bit stupid.  If the X-wing crashed into Shazam, he would be facing instant devestation.  Of course...  If it had been any normal pilot in that X-wing... 
    Shazam's intercepter flew between the two fighters, the X-wing diving over head only to be confronted by Tizzer's incoming laser fire...  Which didn't touch the fighter.  An escort ship suddenly came into view infront of the X-wing.  And with...  Jedi...  Reflexes, he barreled in perfect form under and around, meters from the ship. 


*That's right...  Jedi...  Reflexes...

*Makes his herendious creativity cackle...
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*Flash Was Here...*
My Real Bebop: (=A=)

      Chip had been in some confusing battles, but this one took the cake. He did know that there was some idiot X-wing on his tail and another on Shaz's. And the one on Shaz's was very, very good. "Okay boys, here's the deal. Tiz and I are gonna head toward Shaz, Shaz, head toward us. Remember how we practiced, everybody. Let's show these Rebel crack-whores how to play chicken." Chip and Tizzir circled wide, giving themselves enough room. When they were about 2 klicks away from Shaz and his tail, they pulled about and started running flat out for their troubled wingmate. The X-wings, not knowing any better, also hit full throttle to keep up the chase. Heh, this was gonna be fun...

      About 1.5 klicks away, and Chips HUD targeting display turned bright green. Of course he couldn't fire yet, because Shaz was still in the way, but that would change soon enough.

      1 klick. 0.5 kilcks. .25 klicks. "NOW!" Shaz yanked his stick hard right, then back. Chip and Tizzir did the same. They came almost solar panel to solar panel, then were back on their original courses, and blasting away at the Rebel X-wings now in their fronts. Natrually they couldn't stay on this course for longer than a second or they'd collide with the Rebels, but it was just enough time to land several cannon bolts and send the X-wings careening away. Muwhahaha!

      "Regroup! Everybody come about and head for that freak who was following Shazam! Take the sucker down!" Chip smacked his Interceptor as hard left as he could, cutting throttle to turn sharper. Once he'd made the turn, he hit throttle back up and made a mental list of what he would need to paint another X-wing on the side of his hull.


 
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"The difference between genius and stupidity is that genius has its limits." -Albert Einstien

"There is a certain kind of peace that can be found only on the other side of war." -Sean Connery as King Arthur in "First Knight."

"People like you are the reason people like me take medication." -Cool T-shirt

FL/PO2 Chipmunk Man/Kaph 3-1/Phoenix/mSSD Atrus/DEF/VEN/VE/(=A=)[LoC][MC:1]

      Gah! 5 A-wings! Holy bazoli, what had Chip done to deserve THIS horrible fate! This was definitely going to take a lot of evasive manuvers., and Chip's hands were already getting tired from chasing that stupid X-wing.

      "Jeez guys, we gotta do something about the bull's-eye painted on this flight. Alright, come about and head for that dang dreadnaght again. If it doesn't hit us, maybe the stray shots will hit the A's." Chip changed channels. "Til'c buddy, you still alive out there? My boys and I could use a hand with these friggin A-wings, and another Interceptor would be greatly appreciated."

      "Finn'ly admittin' ya need me, eh? Alright man, I's on ma way."
 
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"The difference between genius and stupidity is that genius has its limits." -Albert Einstien

"There is a certain kind of peace that can be found only on the other side of war." -Sean Connery as King Arthur in "First Knight."

"People like you are the reason people like me take medication." -Cool T-shirt

FL/PO2 Chipmunk Man/Kaph 3-1/Phoenix/mSSD Atrus/DEF/VEN/VE/(=A=)[LoC][MC:1]

      Stang it all! Chip had been cut off from Shaz and Tiz by the stupid A-wings. He wasn't too worried about Shazam, Shaz could take care of himself. By Tizzir was still green, and Chip was terrified that the pilot would panick and get himself plastered. He jumped left and down, then yanked back up and right. A dash to the right and down took him underneath the dreadnaught, which was still pissing itself over being sepparated from the rest of the Rebel fleet.

      "Til'c where are you? Tizzir is about done for, would'ja give him a hand, for criminee's sake?"

      "Hang on, hang on. I's movin' as fast as I can!"

      Jeez, the A-wings were still there. Chip's CMD reported that they were designated Blue 4 and 5. Hmm, Blue 4 must've been catching stray fire after all, as his shields were at 45%. Of course that wouldn't last long if he was left alone, A-wings were notorious for their weak but quick-recharging shields. Screw it. Chip hit full throttle, zipped under another flight of Interceptors, and snapped throttle to zero. The A-wings, also running as fast as they could, went right on by.

      Bingo! Chip hit his throttle back up, and laid a lead trigger finger on Blue 4. Two bolts caught the A-wing. Three more. And a last two sent the sucker carrening into the dreadnaught's warhead launcher. A massive fireball erupted as the concussion missles stored inside the hull exploded. Bulkheads ruptured and buckled, crewmembers were blown into the vacuum and flash-frozen, and a major portion of the dreadnaught's air was vented.

      "Yes! That thing isn't going anywhere near a landing zone now, ha ha! Alright boys, I'm on my way. Just hang on a minute more."
 
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"The difference between genius and stupidity is that genius has its limits." -Albert Einstien

"There is a certain kind of peace that can be found only on the other side of war." -Sean Connery as King Arthur in "First Knight."

"People like you are the reason people like me take medication." -Cool T-shirt

FL/PO2 Chipmunk Man/Kaph 3-1/Phoenix/mSSD Atrus/DEF/VEN/VE/(=A=)[LoC][MC:1]

      No! Troop ships could not be allowed! The most obsvious targets were the bigger ones, but they were heavily escorted. But several assault transports had been left to fly their own formation, and they would make pretty targets. "Shaz, Tiz, let's take out those ATR's pronto. Concentrate on the point craft, it'll be a little more risky but we might be able to use the wreckage to send the others off course. Til'c, you still out there?"

      "I's heah. And I heard what ya said. I got one othah guy with me, we'll take ;em from the othah side, an' sandwich 'em."

      "Sweet. Alright people, let's move." Chip and his flight went wide infront and right of the ATR's, will Til'c and his buddy went to the rear and left. They started about two klicks away, then all turned in a converged at once. The combined might of the five Interceptors made short work of the first ATR, with the two nearby taking a respectable dose of stray overshoots. The wreckage wasn't quite what Chip had hoped for, and they circled about to make another pass.

      Alright, throttle down to 66%, make the turn, bring throttle back up to 80%. The ATR turrets had gotten range of them now, red bolts zipping past. Alright, line up the targeting reticule...

      Two bolts from the rear ATR contacted with Chip's port solar panel, blasting the top photovoltaic cells all over the top hatch and hull. "Jeez! I'm losing power here!" He flipped some toggle switches, rerouting power away from the destroyed cells. Engine power was failling, Chip lowered his cannon recharge rate to maintain speed. Crap, this meant that his shields had been down. How many shots had he taken?

      "Alright, I'm alright! I'm just gonna have to watch my power levels is all."

 
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"The difference between genius and stupidity is that genius has its limits." -Albert Einstien

"There is a certain kind of peace that can be found only on the other side of war." -Sean Connery as King Arthur in "First Knight."

"People like you are the reason people like me take medication." -Cool T-shirt

FL/PO2 Chipmunk Man/Kaph 3-1/Phoenix/mSSD Atrus/DEF/VEN/VE/(=A=)[LoC][MC:1]

blah continued to fly in formation with his flight leader. he tried to make contanct, but failed to do so via comlink. "hello, flight leader, do ya copy? HEEEEELLLLLLLLLLLLLOOOOOOOOOO"
no response
upon the conclusion that his flight leader was dead, wounded, dazed, or had a falty comlink, he pulled in front and rolled around a little, stoped suddenly and speed up.....

((can i break off formation and go join shazam and co.?))
 
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blah909/Crewman in Kaph Squadron
"Badge? I don't have to show you no stinkin badge!"
"Call me Obi, 'cause i'm your only hope." -Me
Ever heard of Mad Squirrel disease?

"allrighty then, if there are no objections from flight leader, i will go bye bye now."
...
no response came across the comlink.
"bye bye now"
blah kicked the throttle up to max and aimed at the planet. he was trying to intercept the transports from above and dive through.
unfourtuantley, there was many fighters and many rebel ships...
thinking quickly, he flipped all systems off and coasted on inertia toward the transports like a meteor.
he sat back and made a mental note to design and install some sorta detachable solid or liquid fuel rocket. would be good for engine failures. also, some sorta manuvering jets that run off of compressed air and are not part of the main systems.
 
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blah909/Crewman in Kaph Squadron
"Badge? I don't have to show you no stinkin badge!"
"Call me Obi, 'cause i'm your only hope." -Me
Ever heard of Mad Squirrel disease?

(OOC: In light of the fact that Tizzir has asked to be placed in the reserves, I've found a way to get him out of the fight.)

      Good God, not this again! Chip couldn't believe it! He friggin' hated atmospheric flying, of any way, shape, or form! But here he was, stuck doing it again. And there was also a chance that he would be forced to play ground-pounder again, something that should have been left to the army stormtroopers. What was it with good navy pilots being sent to do the army's work? Chip sighed. There had to be some way to wiggle out of this. Hmm...

      Light bulbs went off. Of course! Chip had his own personal starfighters! And Shazam had one, too! Muwhahaha, perfect! Chip ran to the deck officer. "Sir, sir! I just had an idea! Shazam and I can fly our personal fighters! Shazam has a StarViper, and I own a HLAF 500."

      "And you r other flight member, Tizzir? What will he be flying?"

      "Err... Well..."

      "Um, sirs? Excuse me, but if it's not too much trouble, I'd prefer to wait for my TIE to be fixed..."

      Chip patted the young man on the back. He'd be less worried this way, the fighting was nasty out there and the last thing he wanted was to see Tiz get plastered. No, better to help him gain experience slowly. "No problem. You just wait here, then." Chip turned back to the deck officer. "Sir, regardless of wether or not my flight members come with me, I'd prefer to remain in space than enter the atmosphere. With your permission, I'd like to head back out in my HLAF 500."
 
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"The difference between genius and stupidity is that genius has its limits." -Albert Einstien

"There is a certain kind of peace that can be found only on the other side of war." -Sean Connery as King Arthur in "First Knight."

"People like you are the reason people like me take medication." -Cool T-shirt

FL/PO2 Chipmunk Man/Kaph 3-1/Phoenix/mSSD Atrus/DEF/VEN/VE/(=A=)[LoC][MC:1]

      Muwhahaha! This was getting fun! At first the Rebels were suprised by the appearance of a personal fighter, but they figured that it must have been some local-yocal from the planet coming to assist in the "liberation" of his homeworld. Then Chip went and dropped a heavy space bomb straight into the bridge of the leading frigate. Boy, that was a pretty kabloom! A nice, beautiful fireball, engulfing many a fudged-up Rebel. Heh heh. Chip figured he wouldn't be allowed another nice cheap shot, but was still determined to kill the sucker frigate. He circled around, locked onto the engines, and dropped a pair of bombs. The rear of the frigate errupted, the engines were blown to smithereens, and the frigate began listing and pulling off at an odd angle.

      "Sweet! There's one frigate that won't be bombarding the surface. He he he. Anybody wanna follow me along to hit that modified corvette heading for the atmosphere? I've got a few more bombs, just need a little cover to get in close enought to drop 'em..."

      "Til'c heah. Ah'll head in with ya."

      "In the words of a great song, '10-4, good buddy.' Heh. Anybody else wanna share some glory? How 'bout you Blah? Coming along? Just stay back and to the right of me, keep the fighters off my tail and see if you can hit some turbolaser turrets. Up for the job?"
 
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"The difference between genius and stupidity is that genius has its limits." -Albert Einstien

"There is a certain kind of peace that can be found only on the other side of war." -Sean Connery as King Arthur in "First Knight."

"People like you are the reason people like me take medication." -Cool T-shirt

FL/PO2 Chipmunk Man/Kaph 3-1/Phoenix/mSSD Atrus/DEF/VEN/VE/(=A=)[LoC][MC:1]

"sorry, maybe later. to low, out of orbit. howz about you take some of these transports out so i can take their escorts?"
his fighter pulled up in a giant loop, with one side in the trasports. perfect for attacking.
((kinda like this one guy in WWII who was the best pilot ever. he could strafe targets by doing continous loops in place, and shoot as he was pointing down))
 
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blah909/Crewman in Kaph Squadron
"Badge? I don't have to show you no stinkin badge!"
"Call me Obi, 'cause i'm your only hope." -Me
Ever heard of Mad Squirrel disease?