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Pinnacle Inc. Transcripts for Final Mission 102705

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Final Mission 102705 - Episode One

EPISODE ONE:
The daylight is hindered by a cloudy sky, and hints of rain coming. The streets are quiet, as the everyday activity continues on as usual. Traffic at the spaceport is slow, as the coming storm threatens to put a halt to everything.
Meanwhile, in Pinnacle Inc. Headquarters, The brass sit around an oval conference table, discussing the latest jobs and the clients. There is a sudden buzz at the door, and a guard lets an officer enter. The officer moves to Chairman Gerret Dendrum and shows him a data pad. The Chairman quickly looks the pad over and stands from his seat.
"Gentlemen and Ladies, we have an urgent matter to address. I have just been given information that patrols have spotted a large ship approaching. Unfortunately, the patrols that had witnessed this ship are now destroyed. It seems that we need to prepare for battle at home this time." Dendrum nods to the officer to leave, and watches him hurry out. As the door closes, he turns back to the brass. "Gather your best and call back all operatives that are on assignment. From the report, we don't have long."
The table empties quickly, as the brass move to activate every resource they have to stop the pending attack. Dendrum falls back into his seat, staring at the pad. "We may be lost already."

%<^>% BEGIN EPISODE ONE %<^>%

<Simon_DeForte> ::closes the last panel and climbs off from the ship::
<Trila_Solahn> ::is in the pilot seat (where else would she be?), making last minute flight preparations::
<Elina> ::is sitting in her quarters writing a letter to her father::
<Simon_DeForte> ::wipes his hands as he walks up the short ramp to enter the ship:: Trila: All buttoned up. Better get this thing going before that storm hits. ::yelled to her so she can hear him::
<Chasem_Rei> :: walks down the city streets, not bothered by the rain, as it's just water afterall, watching as people hurry to avoid the harmless liquid::
<Trila_Solahn> ::nods:: Simon: I'm ready when you are... :: Powers up the engine::
<Simon_DeForte> ::closes the ramp and heads for the flight deck, tucking the rag in his back pocket, as he walks::
<Trila_Solahn> Simon: All set? I've already got clearance from Pinnacle... they said we can leave when we're ready

ACTION:: A flash of lightning and a rumble of thunder rolls across the city::

<Simon_DeForte> ::takes his seat and buckles up:: Trila: Ready now. You sure you aren't forgetting anything? ::checks the ship's systems::
<Trila_Solahn> ::shakes her head:: Simon: Of course not... ::smiles over at him:: You're here, aren't you?...
<Simon_DeForte> ::nods:: Trila: Just get us out of here, before they change their mind about letting us go.
<Chasem_Rei> :: spots the apartment buildings up ahead and considers heading back to his quarters for some training::

ACTION:: Another flash of lightning and another rumble of thunder rolls across the city as the storm closes in::

<Elina> ::sends the letter and paces the room for a few minutes before grabbing an umbrella and heading out to walk over to the hospital::
<Trila_Solahn> ::nods and lifts off the ship:: Simon: You don't need to tell me twice.... ::gently moves the throttle forward and guides the ship out of the bay::
<Ian_Hawkins> ::closes out the terminal and shuts it down, before looking around at the others in the cafe... spins in his seat and goes to leave, picking up a drink to go on his way out::

ACTION:: A bolt of lightning hits close to the spaceport, and the rain and wind increases as Trila gets the ship clear::

<Elina> ::walks down the street, dogding puddles::
<Chasem_Rei> :: spots Elina leaving the apartment building as he nears it, moving to follow her:: Elina: You're lucky I already collected the bounty on your head. :: smirks::
<Trila_Solahn> ::moves the ship outward then makes for the clouds, going upward quickly:: Simon: The sooner we're above these clouds the better
<Simon_DeForte> ::shields his eyes:: Trila: It's getting closer.

ACTION:: The ship breaks through the clouds and the bright sunlight floods the flight deck::

<Elina> ::turns around and smiles:: Chasem: I would have been more careful if you hadn't
<Chasem_Rei> :: shrugs and smirks again:: Elina: Like it would have mattered.
<Trila_Solahn> ::sits back and sighs as she levels off the ship a little and takes it out of the atmosphere:: Simon: There...
  now we don't need to worry.... ::smiles and winks over at him::
<Ian_Hawkins> ::walks out into the rain, and pulls his collar up a bit tighter, after taking a sip of his drink:: Self: Not too
  bad a day, really. ::turns to see that last flash of lightning and nods::
<Elina> ::shrugs:: Chasem: True. Since I trusted you. ::laughs:: So what are you doing out in this rain?
<Chasem_Rei> :: shrugs again:: Elina: Just walking, not much else to do on this rock. You?
<Simon_DeForte> ::shakes his head:: Trila: Yeah, right. There's always something, isn't there?
<Elina> ::holds her umbrella to the side to cover them both:: Chasem: I was on my way to the hospital to check on my patients.
   It's my day off though. I was really only going because I had nothing better to do.
<Trila_Solahn> ::chuckles and brings the ship into the outer atmosphere
<Chasem_Rei> :: nods and looks up as the umbrella covers him:: Elina: Why do you have that?
<Elina> Chasem: To keep dry. ::shrugs:: My hair takes ages to dry once it's gotten wet.

ACTION:: The ship enters space and zips along, headed for a place only Trila and Simon know of.::

<Naal_Doon> ::is sitting in a bar, drinking and flirting with the locals, most of them she's drinking under the table::
<Chasem_Rei> :: shrugs:: Elina: Rain is just water, but most humans treat it like acid. :: laughs::
<Ian_Hawkins> ::walks slowly through the rain, letting it wash over his face, blinking the water from his eyes::
<Elina> ::nods and smiles:: Chasem: Being wet doesn't bother me really, as long as I'm at home and can easily dry my hair. Otherwise it's soaked for ages and makes me cold.

ACTION:: Every Pinnacle Inc. operative on the planet, who is wearing their comlink, hears a sharp tone emitting from it.::

<Ian_Hawkins> ::stops and looks at his comlink, then quickens his pace in a new direction::
<Elina> ::frowns and looks down at her comlink, muttering something about so much for a day off...::
<Chasem_Rei> :: looks down at his commlink and raises an eyebrow::
<Chasem_Rei> :: frowns and turns towards the HQ::
<Naal_Doon> ::is in the process of slugging back another shooter and pauses, looking down at her comlink. She frowns and looks up at her "oponent across the table":: Hector: Sorry, love, but I have to go.... ::taps the link and winks:: duty calls
<Elina> Chasem: Something is really wrong... ::turns and walks with him::
<Hector>Naal: What? You can't be serious! You're too drunk for duty.... ::staggers over to her::
<Chasem_Rei> :: shrugs and quickens his pace:: Elina: I don't care, long as I get paid Pinnacle can rot. :: laughs::
<Naal_Doon> ::is looking surprisingly sober for how much she's drank:: Hector: Not as drunk as you.... ::slaps a few chits on the table:: Here... have another round on me.... ::leaves the bar quickly and heads for Pinnacle HQ::
<Elina> ::laughs and keeps up with him:: Chasem: Typical bounty hunter
<Ian_Hawkins> ::causes a speeder to come to an abrupt stop, as he crosses a street to get to the main administration building for Pinnacle Inc. ::
<Chasem_Rei> :: spots the near wreck up ahead and continues on towards the building::
<Naal_Doon> ::heads off at a quick jog for the building just down the street::
<Elina> ::walks up to the building and enters::
<Ian_Hawkins> ::enters and takes the next available lift up to the top level, as he had been instructed in such matters, which were very rare::
<Chasem_Rei> :: enters the building with Elina and heads for the lifts::

ACTION:: Operatives file into lifts as they arrive. It isn't hard to get into a lift, but the lifts are usually quite full::

<Chasem_Rei> :: nods to a few people he recognizes as he pushes his way into a lift::
<Elina> ::enters a lift with Chasem, squeezing in::
<Naal_Doon> ::reaches the building a little out of breath and takes the first lift she sees, many are pushing past her but she manages to get into one::
<Ian_Hawkins> ::exits his lift to a large room with rows and rows of chairs arranged in stadium style seating... grabs on nearest the far wall::
<Chasem_Rei> :: exits his own lift and heads into the room, moving to lean against a side wall::
<Elina> ::follows Chasem into a room and takes a seat::
<Naal_Doon> ::exits the lift and heads to the main meeting hall where everyone is filing in::
<Naal_Doon> ::she quickly finds and seat and sits down::

ACTION:: A heavyset man enters the room from below and makes his way to a central podium. Above him, the holoemitters come to life and the lights dim. The emitters show Tynna and it's system::

<Man> ::looks down at the display on the podium then looks around the room, to see most of the seats are filled already, and that there are still a few people entering the room:: ALL: If I may have your attention. ::clears his throat:: If I may have your attention!
<Chasem_Rei> :: looks towards the man::
<Man> ::looks around the room again and points to the hologram:: ALL: This is Tynna. Recently, we have had reports of patrols disappearing at the edge of the system. We have also had reports of a huge ship, larger than three captial ships, moving towards Tynna. We believe this ship to be the cause of the patrol disappearances.
<Man> ALL: This is the position of the last lost patrol. ::moves a pointer on his podium that controls a pointer in the hologram:: That ship is most likely to be here. ::moves it again:: We need every capable operative to join in an attack against this ship.
<Ian_Hawkins> ::looks around him to see the looks one everyone's face::
<Chasem_Rei> :: speaks up:: Man: Why?
<Man> ::looks over to Chasem as voices begin raising in the room:: Chasem: Because the future of this planet will be decided by the outcome of this battle. If we prevail... ::raises his voice again:: If we prevail, Tynna will be saved!.
<Chasem_Rei> :: laughs:: Man: Or we'll get blown to bits like those patrols and the planet will be destroyed anyway, if that is their goal here.
<Naal_Doon> ::chuckles:: Chas: There you go...that's being optimistic....
<Man> ::looks Chasem squarely in the eye:: Chasem: No one here is required to do this. If you consider yourself unable, then leave now. ::obviously stressed out::
<Chasem_Rei> :: shrugs:: Man: That depends on you, I haven't heard a word about payment yet.
<Ian_Hawkins> ::grins at the exchange, but keeps his comments to himself::
<Naal_Doon> ::turns around and glares at Chas:: Chas: How about your life? Isn't that worth anything?
<Chasem_Rei> :: laughs:: Naal: My life is in my hands, not theirs.
<Naal_Doon> ::chuckles sarcastically:: Chas: So says you...
<Man> ::looks down at his podium:: ALL: Since this is brought up at this moment, the question of payment will be answered. According to the Administration, those who join the forces to stop this ship will have their current accounts doubled. ::turns off the hologram::
<Chasem_Rei> :: thinks:: Man: That their final offer? :: grins::
<Naal_Doon> ::smiles as she thinks about the money in her account::
<Man> :: Doesn't respond or look to Chasem:: ALL: There are fighters set aside and ready to go at the spaceport. The current storm should be passing in the next hour, so lift off time is at that time. Some gunships will be crewed by you and the local military. They are assisting us in this. You will be handed a packet at the door when you leave here.
<Chasem_Rei> :: keeps quiet from now on::
<Ian_Hawkins> ::looks down at the man in the center of the room, observing his actions and his body language::
<Man> ::looks up once more to everyone:: ALL: You are dismissed. I wish you all the luck in the galaxy. Do your best to earn your keep and your lives. ::closes out the display and leaves the podium::
<Naal_Doon> ::takes a deep breath and sighs as she rises from her seat::
<Chasem_Rei> :: moves over to Elina and lowers his voice:: Elina: Well it's not like we can't just cut out and leave if things go south out there. We'll be in Pinnacle provided ships. :: laughs::
<Elina> Chasem: Only if we can take it over or convince the pilot to leave as well.
<Chasem_Rei> Elina: He said fighters.
<Naal_Doon> ::spots Ian and moves over to him::
<Ian_Hawkins> ::watches everyone file out the doors::
<Elina> ::nods:: Chasem: And gunships. It will depend which we are placed in I suppose. You and I can surely afford to leave if things get rough.
<Chasem_Rei> :: heads for the exit and nods:: Elina: Yeah, I won't die for this lousy company. A job is a job.
<Elina> ::nods and follows him out::
<Naal_Doon> ::stands next to Ian, watching everyone file out as well:: Ian: Looks like this could be the end for us all, huh?
<Ian_Hawkins> ::shrugs:: Doon: Never know. Could be just the beginning. ::looks to her:: What do you plan to do?

ACTION:: Chasem and Elina are handed a packet as they exit the room::

<Chasem_Rei> :: looks at the packet::
<Naal_Doon> ::shrugs:: Ian: Well, I plan on fighting.... I can't help but wonder what the heck could be that big....
<Elina> ::looks at her packet for her assignment::
<Ian_Hawkins> Doon: I have seen something that big, but I'm hoping it isn't that. ::gets up and heads for a door:: If it is, we are in some serious trouble.
<Ian_Hawkins> ::gets handed a packet as he leaves, but keeps walking, without looking inside::
<Naal_Doon> ::looks at him curiously:: Ian: Yeah? What is it?
<Ian_Hawkins> ::looks back to her:: Doon: You don't want to know. If it knows we are coming, we are already dead.
<Chasem_Rei> :: opens his packet and checks his orders::
<Elina> :: Pulls the papers from her packet and looks for her ship assignment::
<Naal_Doon> ::scoffs:: Ian: Yeah, I do what to know... that's why I asked silly... if you know something I don't... then I'd love it if you could share... my father always said, "The Myenka you know is better than the Myenka you don't.. "

ACTION:: As fate has it, since Chasem and Elina left at the same time, they are both assigned to a two seater fighter. Chaem as the pilot and Elina as the gunner... but nothing says that they can't switch::

<Elina> ::looks over Chasem's shoulder at his assignment and grins, showing hers to him:: Chasem: If it gets too rough...
<Chasem_Rei> :: nods:: Elina: Guess if we want to leave we can.
<Ian_Hawkins> ::looks around and ducks into an empty corridor, pulling Doon with him:: Doon: One of my last assignments allowed me to experience a ship like no other. I kept it out of my report, because the ship was destroyed. However, if another one exists, it will have the firepower close to that Deathstar the New Republic rebels destroyed.
<Elina> ::nods:: Chasem: As long as you don't mind dropping me at home before you head off to explore more of the galaxy. ::laughs::
<Chasem_Rei> :: nods:: Elina: It's been a while since I've been to the core worlds, well, since the last time we were on Coruscant. :: laughs::
<Naal_Doon> ::her eyes widen, then return to their normal size. She swears in Clawdite:: Ian: Are you serious?
<Ian_Hawkins> Doon: As serious as one can be in this situation. ::looks beyond her:: Don't tell a soul of this. It wouldn't do them any good to know.
<Naal_Doon> ::shakes her head:: Ian: Probably not... either that or it would scare them...
<Elina> ::laughs and nods:: Chasem: I suppose I could thank you. After all, I reconciled with my father because of you.
<Chasem_Rei> :: shrugs:: Elina: Not like that was my reason for dragging you there.
<Elina> ::shrugs:: Chasem: Even your true reason helped, since I no longer have to look over my shoulder everywhere I go
<Chasem_Rei> :: nods and smirks:: Elina: Filled out my accounts quite nicely too.
<Ian_Hawkins> ::nods to Doon:: Doon: If they run off, we would have even less of a fighting force. ::looks at his packet:: Guess we should look.
<Naal_Doon> ::glances over her shoulder:: Ian: So are you heading down to get a gunship?
<Naal_Doon> ::nods and looks at her packet::
<Ian_Hawkins> ::opens his packet and peeks inside to read the contents:: Doon: They gave me a fighter.
<Naal_Doon> ::nods:: Ian: You're best in one... ::looks in her packet::

ACTION:: The contents of Doon's packet has her assigned to a fighter as well::

<Naal_Doon> ::smirks:: Ian: Me too...
<Ian_Hawkins> ::nods:: Doon: Let's hurry and get some good ones. ::heads for a lift::
<Naal_Doon> ::nods and follows him::
<Elina> ::laughs:: Chasem: Mine too. ::heads for a lift::
<Chasem_Rei> :: enters a lift behind Elina::
<Ian_Hawkins> ::enters the same lift as Chasem and Elina::
<Ian_Hawkins> ::looks over Chasem:: Chasem: You like making waves, I see.
<Naal_Doon> ::glances at Chas and smirks::
<Chasem_Rei> :: smirks and shrugs:: Ian: Just wanted to know what I was getting for risking my life, again.
<Ian_Hawkins> Chasem: I'm sure he would have gotten to your price eventually. ::not too fond of him::
<Chasem_Rei> :: shrugs again and turns back to Elina::

ACTION:: The lift zips downward quickly, though they don't feel it. Within minutes, the lift doors open at the ground level::

<Elina> ::leaves the lift::
<Ian_Hawkins> ::exits the lift and pushes past others to get to the spaceport::
<Chasem_Rei> :: exits the lift behind Elina::

ACTION:: The storm is still pounding the city outside, and there is even less traffic on the streets::

<Ian_Hawkins> ::leaves the building and begins quickens his pace to a nice jog::
<Naal_Doon> ::keeps up with Ian and keeps pace behind him::
<Ian_Hawkins> :: Doesn't look back to see if Doon is still behind him or not::
<Elina> ::smiles and Chasem and speaks quietly:: Chasem: You could stick around on Coruscant for a little bit. ::shrugs:: I'd be happy to show you some of the sights..
<Chasem_Rei> :: shrugs and nods:: Elina: No reason not to. :: heads towards the spaceport::
<Elina> ::walks with him::
<Ian_Hawkins> ::splashes through the streets as he makes his way to the spaceport, which is close now::
<Naal_Doon> ::cowers slightly under rain as she heads for the spaceport, dodging puddles along the way::
<Ian_Hawkins> ::enters the port and goes to the bay where the fighters are, as said in the packet contents::
<Elina> ::enters the space port and makes her way to the right bay, looking over the fighters::
<Chasem_Rei> :: follows Elina::
<Elina> Chasem: You're the pilot. Pick one. ::smiles::
<Chasem_Rei> :: laughs and moves to look over the fighters, picking one and climbing inside::
<Ian_Hawkins> ::slows as he enters the bay... is greeted by staff, as he gets there, and hands them his packet.:: Staff: Which one do I get? ::sees the fighters lined up and ready to go::
<Elina> ::climbs into the fighter with Chasem and straps in::
<Staff> :: Points to the second from last fighter:: Ian: That one. Your gear is sitting beside it, so suit up quickly.
<Naal_Doon> ::enters the port and shakes the rain out of her hair, smiling at the nearest staff member as she hands him her packet::
<Ian_Hawkins> ::nods and rushes over to his fighter, and suits up::

ACTION:: Doon is directed to the fighter next to Ian's::

<Naal_Doon> ::heads to the fighter and looks it over::
<Naal_Doon> ::is happy with her fighter and climbs the ladder, getting ready to lift off::
<Ian_Hawkins> ::takes a seat in his fighter and closes the canopy::
<Chasem_Rei> :: runs through the preflight and looks around, closing the canopy::
<Naal_Doon> ::settles herself into her fighter and does whatever to get herself ready::

ACTION:: Those who are ready are given instructions to wait for clear skies before lifting off::

%<^>% END EPISODE ONE %<^>%

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Final Mission 102705 - Episode Two

EPISODE TWO:
All ships are forming up in small groups of three. Elina and Chasem's two-seater is between two singles, and both Ian and Doon are joined by a gunship. Soon, they will be heading towards the large ship's proposed position, in staggered formations.
Meanwhile, on the edge of the system, a quite large ship inches slowly towards Tynna. It's movement can barely be detected by the naked eye, but it is moving.

%<^>% BEGIN EPISODE TWO %<^>%

<Ian_Hawkins> [Doon]: Naal, you ready for this? Every run interference for a gunship before?
<Naal_Doon> [Ian]: Nope, but I can improvise... ::chuckles::
<Ian_Hawkins> [Doon]: Just follow my lead.
<Chasem_Rei> :: stays on course and looks back:: Elina: You alright back there? I remember how you didn't like flying before. :: laughs::
<Naal_Doon> [Ian]: Will do... :: prepares to engage::
<Elina> Chasem: I'm not the one doing the flying. I'm fine.
<Chasem_Rei> :: nods:: Elina: Good. I plan to cut out if things look too bleak by the way, that alright with you? :: looks ahead again::

ACTION:: Orders are given to the formations. Chasem and Elina's ship is to be part of the first group to engage the target. Doon and Ian are to hang back with the second wave.::

<Elina> ::nods:: Chasem: Fine with me. As long as you take me home.
<Chasem_Rei> :: nods to her and the comm unit, hearing the orders::

ACTION:: The first wave moves out and speeds up to attack speed, as the large ship comes into sight::

<Chasem_Rei> :: pushes the engines, staying in formation:: Elina: Get ready...
<Elina> ::nods and checks over the weapons systems:: Chasem: I am
<Naal_Doon> ::holds formation with the second waves, and watches the first wave as they move in::

ACTION:: The first wave makes a couple passes, unhindered, but they do nearly no noticeable damage to the ship.::

<Chasem_Rei> :: looks ahead to the target, raising an eyebrow:: Elina: Now how does something that big move around, or even get made, without anyone knowing about it?
<Ian_Hawkins> ::eyes the ship:: [Doon]: Naal. This ship is nothing like the ship I encountered. This one is much bigger.
<Naal_Doon> ::scowls:: [Ian]: That's reassuring...
<Elina> Chasem: I have no idea, but we certainly aren't damaging it.
<Ian_Hawkins> ::nods, even though she can't see it::
<Chasem_Rei> :: frowns and makes another pass, looking for anything that may be a weak spot::

ACTION:: The large ship increases speed, and it's motion can definitely be seen now::

<Chasem_Rei> :: frowns again:: Elina: Why is this thing even heading for a backwater like Tynna? The only thing there is Pinn, and they couldn't have made enemies THIS big.
<Elina> Chasem: I wouldn't bet on it

ACTION:: The large ship sends out a cascade of weapons fire towards the first wave, destroying half of it instantly and damaging most of the remaining half::

<Chasem_Rei> :: runs evasives to try and keep them in one piece::
<Naal_Doon> ::gasps after seeing the first wave getting taken out:: [Ian]: And we're doing this again, why?
<Elina> ::frowns:: Chasem: This is not good
<Ian_Hawkins> [Doon]: For the good of the company and the innocents on Tynna? ::thinks it sounds good at least::
<Naal_Doon> ::sighs:: [Ian]: And evacuation isn't an option?
<Ian_Hawkins> [Doon]: Evacuate an entire planet? If there were months or years to do it, possibly.

ACTION:: The second wave is ordered to attack, as the ship nears their position::

<Ian_Hawkins> ::sighs and pushes thrusters ahead to lead the gunship in towards the ship::
<Chasem_Rei> :: spins the ship to get a look at the ship's rear, strafing in to take a couple shots at any visible engines::

ACTION:: Chasem's attempts do little to the ship, other than cause ripples in the shielding::

<Naal_Doon> ::holds formation with Hawkins and the others, her adrenaline racing as she does so, wondering if this is the last thing she'll ever do for Pinn. ::
<Chasem_Rei> :: frowns, backing off a bit:: Elina: What do you think? Doesn't look like we're doing anything to it.
<Ian_Hawkins> ::holds fire until almost upon it, then fires short bursts into the ship::
<Elina> Chasem: Not at all. You'd think there has to be some kind of weakness
<Chasem_Rei> :: nods:: Elina: But do we have time to search every inch of the thing to find it. And even still, those shields are really strong.

ACTION:: The second wave does no damage, as it passes by the ship. They turn back to make another attack on the ship::

<Ian_Hawkins> ::makes his run, but lets the gunship take most of the shots, as he flies defensively mostly::
<Elina> Chasem: I would say that depends on how lucky we get
<Chasem_Rei> :: smirks:: Elina: Luck will only get you so far.

ACTION:: As some of the second wave gets out in front of the ship, it sends out another cascade of weapons fire, destroying all that is in front of it::

<Ian_Hawkins> :: pulls away hard:: [Doon]: Pull back! Pull back!
<Elina> ::nods:: Chasem: I know
<Naal_Doon> ::reacts quickly at Ian's words::
<Chasem_Rei> :: continues to hang back, watching the light show and thinking:: Elina: This is pointless.

ACTION:: The gunship and others that were near Ian and Doon can't pull back in time and are destroyed::

<Elina> Chasem: You may be right, though the idea of abandoning friends bothers me some.
<Chasem_Rei> :: shrugs:: Elina: If they are smart they'll leave too.
<Ian_Hawkins> ::gets to what might be a safe distance and sends a message back to HQ about their failure and that they will continue to try to stop it::
<Ian_Hawkins> [Doon]: Naal. You still with me?
<Elina> ::sighs and keeps her eyes on the ship, hoping to spot something that looks vulnerable to shoot at::
<Naal_Doon> ::winces at the explosions around her:: [Ian]: Uhh, yeah....
<Ian_Hawkins> ::gets word back from HQ that he is in charge, and shakes his head, not wanting to be:: [ALL]: All remaining ships form up on my position. ::sighs:: Self: Why me?
<Chasem_Rei> :: gets Ian's message and looks back:: Elina: Well?
<Elina> ::frowns:: Chasem: I say we get while the gettin's good. I imagine they're too busy to even notice.

ACTION:: The large ship increases speed once more, making any attacks more difficult::

<Naal_Doon> [Ian]: There must be a way to target that things engine and weapons systems.
<Chasem_Rei> :: nods and turns the ship:: [Ian]: Sorry commander, but this is pointless. If you're smart you'll follow our lead. :: pushes the engines and takes off, away from Tynna::
<Ian_Hawkins> ::watches most of the ships form up and only a few leave:: [ALL]: We have to knock out those weapons emitters and find the shield generators. That thing has to be stopped. Form half of us on the two-seater, and the rest form up on me. We will run distraction, while the others go for seious hits.
<Naal_Doon> [Ian]: Gotcha...
<Ian_Hawkins> [Doon]: You ready for this? We could die.
<Ian_Hawkins> :: pushes thrusters one more, moving as fast as his fighter will take him:: [ALL]: Fire when ready.
<Elina> ::smiles as they move away from the battle:: Grey: Coruscant here we come. Won't my father be surprised? ::leans her head back to take a nap::

ACTION:: The fighter grouping gains on the ship easily and beginns it's attack on what looks to be the bridge of the ship. Meanwhile, not far behind, the rest make their attack with missiles on where they last saw the weapons emitted::

<Ian_Hawkins> ::twists and turns his fighter to it's and his own limits, just to avoid any kind of target lock-on::
<Naal_Doon> ::follows Ian's lead:: [Ian]: Hey, I was ready for anything when I joined Pinn... let's do it...

ACTION:: The emitters begin their cascade again, taking out some of the ships, but they also give their exact locations away, and the missiles hit home, causing them to stop their destruction::

<Naal_Doon> ::lets out a small cheer::
<Ian_Hawkins> ::notices that the emitters were taken out:: [ALL]: Great job! Go for the throat now!
<Ian_Hawkins> ::spins his fighter around and heads for the shield generators::
<Naal_Doon> ::follows Ian and prepares to fire again::

ACTION:: The ship slows down as it nears Tynna. Eventually it comes to a stop at a very high orbit above the planet::

<Ian_Hawkins> ::curses the ship as he fires several missiles into it::

ACTION:: As the planet spins under the ship, it's four "legs" extend even further and angle outward positions. The portions of the "legs" closest to the planet begin to glow a bright orange, and then the energy is released. Short bursts of energy is thrust upon the planet, exploding on impact::

<Ian_Hawkins> [ALL]: Looks like we have new targets. Attack those firing points!
<Ian_Hawkins> ::rolls right and pulls a hard turn to get a good shot::
<Naal_Doon> ::lets out a scream as she watches the planet get bombarded. She swears loudly in Clawdite:: [Ian]: I'm so there!... :: does a barrell roll and comes about to face one of the legs::

ACTION:: Meanwhile, those ships that fleed in the direction the large ship came from are met with a fleet of capital ships and are destroyed quickly. The fleet move towards Tynna much faster than the large ship had.::

<Ian_Hawkins> ::targets one "leg" and lets all of his missiles go at once::

ACTION:: On the surface of the planet, those who see the balls of energy head towards them are instantly disintegrated. They could be the lucky ones in this "war". Those who see the balls in the distance turn and run for their lives, as more balls get closer and closer. There is little they can do to get away.::

<Ian_Hawkins> :: pulls away before he gets too close to the "legs"::
<Naal_Doon> ::has already pulled up and moved away from the "legs':: [Ian]: We're hardly a match for that thing... this is useless

ACTION:: Ian's missiles, and those from other fighters hit home, knocking out only two of the four "legs". The rest continue to fire. The fighters have nothing but lasers to fight with now.::

<Ian_Hawkins> [Doon]: Naal: You're right. We need to board that thing.
<Ian_Hawkins> [All]: Find somewhere to board the ship, so we can fight hand to hand. Our ships are not doing much.

ACTION:: Just as they regroup, the small fleeet of ships come into view::

%<^>% END EPISODE TWO %<^>%

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Final Mission 102705 - Episode Three

EPISODE THREE:
What's left of the ships are forming up again to attack and board the large fortress ship. The shields of the large ship were weakened, and they should have little trouble entering the landing bay of the large ship.
As the Tynna/Pinnacle forces start their attack, the fleet of ships move into position around the planet to secure it.
Meanwhile, a beat up ship drops from hyperspace and slowly advances towards Tynna. On board is a single Zeltron, named Arani Chianna. So far, her ship is not detected.

%<^>% BEGIN EPISODE THREE %<^>%

<Ian_Hawkins> :: banks towards the only visible landing bay on the huge ship::
<Arani> ::tweaks a few dials and croons sweet words to her ship, begging it to get her to Tynna::

ACTION:: The large ship continues to fire upon Tynna, hitting every bit of civilization that exists there. Meanwhile, the fleet that has arrived are sending out droid patrol ships to clean up any forces that Pinnacle and Tynna have left in the system::

<Ian_Hawkins> [Doon]: How ya doing over there?
<Naal_Doon> ::follows Ian:: [Ian]: Fine...::grumbles something about trying to stay alive::

ACTION:: The large ship sends out defensive laser fire at the incoming ships. It seems that it's cascade weapon is offline at the moment.::

<Ian_Hawkins> [ALL]: Watch that laser fire. We need all the hands we can get after we board. :: dodges the lasers::
<Naal_Doon> :: dodges a shot of laser power that nearly hits her right wing:: Self: Whoa....
<Ian_Hawkins> ::rolls right and hits the thrusters, running for the bay opening::

ACTION:: A couple of the fighters are taken out by the defense weapons, but the rest enter the landing bay. Once inside, they are met by troops firing blasters::

<Naal_Doon> :: dips her nose and then does a sharp run upwards to avoid getting hit as she heads for the bay with Ian::
<Ian_Hawkins> ::fires at any troop in his path, noticing how familiar they are to him, and how happy killing them makes him::

ACTION:: The troops run for cover or die, but they still manage to return fire on the fighters::

<Ian_Hawkins> ::makes a quick landing and gets his blasters ready::
<Ian_Hawkins> [ALL]: Time to take them on! Don't let anything stand!

ACTION:: The droid patrol ships spot Arani's ship and three peel off from the rest to destroy her. Her ship has weapons and is in bad shape, but it has a chance to survive.::

<Naal_Doon> ::smiles and lands her ship near Ian's. After hearing his words, she feels her adrenaline rush as she grabs her blasters, powering them up as she gets ready to exit her ship::
<Ian_Hawkins> ::looks across to the landed fighters and nods before opening his canopy and firing on the troops::
<Arani> ::curses as she sees the ships headed her way:: Self: Looks like I picked the wrong day to come to Tynna... ::grabs her helmet from the seat next to hers, putting it on and sealing her suit, then fires on the ships::

ACTION:: Troops see the pilots exit their fighters and advance, only to be cut down. None survive, but there are more likely to replace them soon.::

<Ian_Hawkins> ALL: Move! We can't stay here. Defend yourself and the person next to you. ::heads for an exit::
<Naal_Doon> ::exits her ship and jumps to the deck below, using her ship as cover as she quickly looks around::
<Naal_Doon> ::spots Ian running toward an exit and follows him, running as fast as she can::

ACTION:: Arani destroys one of the droid ships, but the other two buzz past her, strafing the hull of her ship. So far, the plating is holding up::

<Arani> ::aims the guns behind the Phoenix and fires at the ships as they pass::
<Ian_Hawkins> ::looks out the door before heading down the corridor, not exactly sure where to go yet.::

ACTION:: On of the two droid ships takes a hit, but turns with the other to make another run at her::

<Arani> ::rotates the guns to follow, trying desperately to blow them out of space and save her ship::
<Naal_Doon> Ian: Shouldn't we look for the bridge? ::looks around for something that might tell her where they are on the ship::

ACTION:: Another capital ship drops out of hyperspace, very close to Tynna, but not close enough to get directly into the battle there. Minutes after it arrives, fighters stream from the ship to take on the droid ships approaching it. One of those fighters is piloted by someone named Soren.::

<Ian_Hawkins> Naal: Find a termnal so we can figure out how to get there. We'll cover you.
<Soren> :: cracks his knuckles and grins:: [Fighters]: Seems we arrived just in time for the party. :: pushes his engines and starts firing at the nearest enemy ship::

ACTION:: The droid ships fire on the beat up gunship, but Arani takes a second one out. The third keeps moving away from her.::

<Naal_Doon> ::slinks close to the wall and runs down the corridor, looking quickly around her for a console of some kind, her senses tuned to the noises around her::
<Arani> ::keeps firing as long as the remaining ship is in range::

ACTION:: Naal and the others can hear more troops coming from behind them::

<Ian_Hawkins> ALL: Keep moving. ::moves to the rear to cover them::
<Naal_Doon> ::nods at Ian as she glances back, continuing to run as she heads down the hallway::

ACTION:: Arani soon finds that the droid ship is well out of range, and not coming back...yet. However, she has something else to deal with. He control console is lit up like a Christmas tree (if there is one in this Galaxy) due to damage she took::

ACTION:: Soren and the other fighters reach the droid ships and the battle begins for them::

<Arani> ::looks over the panel for the most pressing need inside the ship::
<Soren> :: runs through flashy evasive maneuvers as he fires on the droid ships, picking his shots with precision instead of just spraying laser fire everywhere::

ACTION:: Doon comes to another corridor and at the end of it is a terminal of some sort.::

<Ian_Hawkins> ::keeps moving behind the others, and the sound of the troops fade, as they are probably in the landing bay now::
<Naal_Doon> ::smiles and waves at Ian:: Ian: I got one.... ::keeps close to the wall as she heads down the corridor, running as cautiously as she can::

ACTION:: Soren destroys several droid ships and avoids getting hit, but some of the other fighters are less fortunate::

<Ian_Hawkins> ::hears Doon and nods, but keeps an eye on their rear::
<Soren> :: focuses on taking out the droid waves as quickly as possible, as opposed to protecting the other fighters::

ACTION:: Arani finds that some relays have been blown, which are easy fixes, but the one thing that stands out to her is the sudden loss of fluid in the engine compartment.::

<Naal_Doon> ::focuses on the terminal, taking care not to be too hasty in case she runs into any troops::
<Ian_Hawkins> ::gets to Naal:: Naal: How you doing so far?

ACTION:: Doon finds the language of the terminal odd and can't figure out what is what.::

<Arani> ::runs a diagnostic on the engine to see if she can find where the problem is::

ACTION:: Soren cuts through the droid ships with what seems like ease, but the other fighters he left behind wouldn't say that, as most are detroyed by the droids::

<Naal_Doon> ::looks at Ian:: Ian: Not good... ::looks back at the terminal and shakes her head::... I don't know what this language is...
<Soren> :: pulls a 180 to cut another path through the droids::
<Ian_Hawkins> ::moves up next to Doon:: Naal: Let me see. ::looks it over and grins:: Just what I thought. :: pokes at the screen a couple places and a map pops up, showing the path to the bridge::

ACTION:: Arani gets data back that the main coupler to the hydrostatic manifold has been blown away, and she knows there is no replacement. Without it, she has very little maneuverability.::

<Naal_Doon> :: blinks and looks at him:: Ian: How did you...? ::chuckles:: Never mind that... I'm just glad you did... so what's the best route from here?
<Arani> ::curses and pulls up the data on the blown relays, figuring she may as well at least fix those::
<Ian_Hawkins> Naal: Follow this corridor to this one. Avoid these, as they will be guarded. Slip in from behind using this accessway and start blasting once you get inside.

ACTION:: Another wave of fighters is sent from the capital ship, as it engages the droid ships itself. Soren is still cutting down the droids, but is now taking on a few hits, as well. His shields are down to 60% already.::

<Naal_Doon> ::nods:: Ian: Right... ::holds up her blasters and turns to head off:: You coming?
<Soren> :: pulls back a bit, letting the droids focus on the new targets::
<Ian_Hawkins> Naal: Yeah. I'll be right behind you. ::waves the rest to follow her::
<Arani> :: pulls a toolkit from a compartment near her chair, as well as a box of replacement relays, and heads off to replace them one by one::

ACTION:: The path Ian picked for Doon is the one of least resistance, so moving goes fast::

ACTION:: THe capital ship continues to advance on Tynna until it can get into range of the other capital ships around the planet. Meanwhile, the droid ships are causing much damage to the capital ship and destroying most of the fighters::

<Naal_Doon> ::heads down the hallway at a run, taking the route Ian pointed out for her::
<Soren> :: jumps into the battle with the droids full force again, after giving his shields a little rest::
<Arani> ::changes relays as quickly as possible::

ACTION:: As Arani is busy with repairs, more droid ships head her way. Since some systems are down, there is no alert to her....yet::

<Ian_Hawkins> ::keeps up with the others, glad that they haven't had to fight much since the bay::
<Arani> ::finishes with the first relay and moves on to another::

ACTION:: The droid ships seem to pair up against Soren now, since they have fewer fighters to deal with now::


<Soren> :: grins as he notices the droids changing tactics:: Oh, getting to be too much of a problem am I? :: pushes his engines again and starts running through drastic maneuvers, weaving between and around the droid ships, trying to make them collide while still firing on random ones::

ACTION:: The droid ships get within weapons range of Arani's ship and fires, causing it to shake and Arani to lose her balance::

<Naal_Doon> ::takes a moment to pause to listen before, slipping through another corridor easily:: Self: This is getting to simple... there's got to be something to this soon enough...
<Arani> ::curses as she falls, scrambling back to her feet and running to the c0ckpit, sliding into her chair and firing at the droid ships again::
<Ian_Hawkins> ::nods:: Naal: It is a bit too easy, but these people aren't the brightest.

ACTION:: The three droid ships move past the beaten ship and turn for another run::

<Arani> ::turns her guns behind and fires again::
<Naal_Doon> ::gives him an odd look:: Ian: I thought you said this wasn't the same kind of ship you encountered before?

ACTION:: Two of the orbiting capital ships leave orbit to take on the approaching capital ship. Their weapons fire on anything in their way. Even their own droid ships::

<Naal_Doon> ::stops at a set of lift doors and scowls:: Ian: That would be too obvious wouldn't it?... ::eyes the stairs::
<Soren> :: curses as he spots the two capital ships and pushes his engines, trying to get out of the fray and away from their random fire::
<Ian_Hawkins> ::nods:: Yes, obvious. And I said the ship wasn't the same. The people on it are apparently.
<Naal_Doon> ::smirks:: Ian: Then killing them should be easy...

ACTION:: As the three droid ships strafe Arani's ship, she manages to destroy one, but the others turn back again and fire on her, taking out the nose plating on the hull::

<Naal_Doon> ::heads off through the doors up the stairs, taking two at a time as she heads up them rather quickly::
<Arani> ::curses and fires at the two remaining ships::
<Ian_Hawkins> Naal: No, not easy. They are big and can take quite a bit.
<Naal_Doon> ::climbs the first level, pausing to catch her breath for a moment, before tackling the next, glancing back at Ian before heading on::

ACTION:: The lone capital ship is cut in half by one of the two that had came to destroy it. Both ships explode and damage the remaining capital ship so bad that it is dead in space. All fighters in the area are destroyed, but Soren barely makes it out alive. His shields are down to 10%::

<Soren> :: curses again and backs off a bit, looking around and checking his sensors for any ship not affiliated with the droid enemy::
<Ian_Hawkins> ::keeps close as the others seem to begin to show signs of tiring::
<Naal_Doon> ::is thankful she keeps in shape as her high endurance keeps her climbing the last set of stairs before the level the bridge is on::
<Soren> :: spots a lone ship being beaten by two droids and shrugs, gunning his engines and heading to take out the two droids::

ACTION:: Though it seems a bit late, alarms sound on the decks of the large ship, and the lighting changes to a flashing blue::

<Arani> ::sees the other ship coming and smiles:: Ship: Whoever you are, thank you...

ACTION:: Six droid ships, coming from the fleet in orbit, spot Soren and head his way. Meanwhile, Arani manages to take out one more droid, and the third decides to keep firing on her.::

<Naal_Doon> :: pauses and looks around:: Ian: I think they know we're here... ::grins back at Ian::
<Soren> :: spots the six pack of droids and sighs loudly, thinking the situation over for only a moment before moving to fire on the last droid attacking the other ship::
<Ian_Hawkins> Naal: You think? ::grins:: ALL: Don't hold back. Kill everything twice. Keep moving.
<Naal_Doon> ::heads for the doors to the level and pauses, listening before opening it carefully::

ACTION:: The lone droid ship turns it's attantion on Soren and heads straight for him, head on::

<Soren> :: fires a volley of missles, if he has them, and then spins to the side at the last moment::

ACTION:: The missiles take the droid ship out with ease. The other six that are still coming are almost in weapons range though::

<Arani> ::turns her guns to fire on one of the droid ships, obviously one where her new friend is not in the line of fire::
<Soren> :: curses as he notices how close the six pack is and taps his comm:: [Arani]: Hey, anybody alive over there?

ACTION:: Even with alarms blaring, the group doesn't get resistence, until they round a corner, just before reaching the bridge::

<Arani> [Soren]: I am, but the main coupler to the hydrostatic manifold is quite dead.
<Naal_Doon> :: pauses at the corner just before the one that takes them to the bridge, pausing (as she has been doing) to check to see what's waiting there::
<Soren> [Arani]: Alright, lets see if we can take out this trash. :: turns to fire on the droids::
<Ian_Hawkins> ::moves up to take on the guards at the bridge:: Naal: How many do you have?

ACTION:: THe droid ships break formation and swarm the two, making for hard targets. Never the less, Soren takes down one of them::

<Arani> ::fires at the ships that approach her::
<Naal_Doon> Ian: 'bout five... ::grins at him:: piece of cake... I can take them in about 2 minutes...
<Soren> :: uses more unconventional tactics in an attempt to confuse the droids::

ACTION:: Two of the droid ships make direct hits on Arani's engines, causing one to blow out, and another to lose power. Meanwhile, Soren manages to take out another droid::

<Ian_Hawkins> Naal: OK, show me what ya got.
<Arani> ::curses loudly and keeps firing::
<Naal_Doon> ::grins:: Ian: You got it... but if I show you mine... you gotta show me yours... :: winke at him then eases around the corner only just enough to get a clear shot. She carefully aims her blasters, aiming and firing at each of the fire guards in turn::
<Ian_Hawkins> Self: Been there, done that. ::watches her and hopes she does enough damage::

ACTION:: Doon only manages to wound the large guards, and two more arrive to return fire. Soon the corridor is full of blaster fire::

<Arani> :: drops her fire long enough to trim the power some, then fires again::
<Naal_Doon> :: bites her lip as she fires again and again, aiming at the wounded guards as well as the new ones hoping to down them enough to finish them off::
<Soren> :: continues trying to take out the remaining droids before they destroy their target, or him::
<Ian_Hawkins> Naal: Need some help? ::looks to the others, who now look a bit more rested::

ACTION:: Both Arani and Soren take down two more. The remaining two now focus on Soren::

<Naal_Doon> ::takes a second to duck back and check to make sure her settings are on kill. She nods and smiles:: Ian: If you're getting bored waiting... sure...
<Ian_Hawkins> Naal: Well, time is a factor, isn't it? ::gets down and rolls out just far enough to fire on the guards::
<Soren> :: grins again as the droids focus on him, pushing his engines to maximum and pulling everything out of his bag of tricks to take down the two remaining droids::

ACTION:: The droids follow Soren and try their best to keep him in their sites, but he manages to do enough twists and turns to get them in his own sites and take them out. As soon as he does, his display shows ten more heading his way from the orbiting ships::

<Soren> :: curses loudly:: What the frell is these guys' problem?! :: groans and taps his comm again:: [Arani]: Ten more coming in. Can you move?

ACTION:: Two of the other pilots join Ian and Naal, and one misjudges the distance and takes a hit to the shoulder, spinning him back out of the corridor. However, they do manage to kill the guards.::

<Naal_Doon> ::stops firing after the last guard is down. She lets out a breath and steps out to survey the damage:: Ian: Well now. That wasn't so hard...
<Arani> [Soren]: Yes, but not likely fast enough to get away.
<Soren> :: sighs:: [Arani]: Well then get moving. I'll try and cover you.
<Ian_Hawkins> ::looks back to the injured man, as he gets up:: Naal: Yeah, but we have to get on the bridge and who knows what we find there. ::kneels down to the man:: Take the others and storm the bridge. I'll handle this.
<Arani> [Soren]: All right... ::sighs and turns to her controls, trying to squeeze every bit of speed out as she can, without frying her remaining engines::
<Naal_Doon> ::nods and motions to the others as she heads for the bridge doors. She pauses on the outside, stepping to one side of the door, out of the immediate way, as she attempts to open it::::

ACTION:: THe bridge doors open easily.::

<Ian_Hawkins> ::leans close to the man:: Pilot: You alright? YOu can continue on?
<Pilot> ::nods as he coughs up blood::
<Ian_Hawkins> ::shakes his head:: Pilot: I can't leave you this way. You don't know what they would do to you if they captured you. :: puts the blaster to his head and fires.::
<Naal_Doon> ::waits for a second before, looking at everyone:: Others: Let's do it.... ::steps out into the open, looking for the nearest bulkhead or wall to hide behind as she starts firing on anything she sees moving, particularly anything that looks like it might be the leader::
<Ian_Hawkins> ::stands up and looks down at the man, with no regrets, before turning to join the others.::

ACTION:: The bridge erupts with blaster fire and both sides take losses.::

<Ian_Hawkins> ::gets to the bridge and takes cover, looking for Naal::
<Naal_Doon> ::continues to return fire as she hides behind a bulkhead::
<Ian_Hawkins> ::spots Naal and sees that she is fine for the moment, then returns fire to kill the enemy::

ACTION:: From who is left, they manage to kill all but two of the reptillian like beings on the bridge. One seems to be guarding the other, who is wounded.::

<Naal_Doon> ::carefully takes aim at the one guarding the wounded and shoots::
<Ian_Hawkins> ::moves next to Naal:: Naal: Good. Now finish the last one and seal off the bridge. I need to disable this beast. ::moves to a console ::
<Naal_Doon> ::nods and aims at the wounded and shoots him too::
<Arani> [Soren]: Where do you suggest I fly to? I have no sensors.
<Soren> [Arani]: Wherever, the nearest moon or planet. :: checks his sensors and picks one at random, giving her the coords::

ACTION:: With some effort, the bridge gets sealed and Ian works at finding the controls to disable the weapons and destroy the ship::

ACTION:: The ten droid ships get closer and are almost within weapons range. Arani and Soren make for a good place to set down, but the droids are gaining fast.::

<Soren> :: follows Arani, preparing to cover her::
<Naal_Doon> ::with all the bad guys on the bridge dead (we hope), she moves to Ian's side and watches him:: Ian: Need any help?
<Ian_Hawkins> Naal: Unless you can learn to read this stuff, the best thing to do is get ready to get off this time bomb. ::continues working with the console::

%<^>% END EPISODE THREE %<^>%

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Final Mission 102705 - Episode Four

EPISODE FOUR:
Arani Chianna's ship was beat up to start with, but now it is limping quite badly. With the help of Soren, Arani has survived the constant droid ship attacks. At the moment, they are trying to head for safety, but there is very little of that around.
Aboard the huge Regtellian ship, Ian and Naal, along with a few surviving fighter pilots, have taken the bridge and sealed it off. Now they hope to set a self-destruct for the ship and escape, if at all possible.
Meanwhile, on Tynna, few ground forces attempt to gather to defend the planet from invasion. A droid army has already left the capital ships in orbit and are on their way to take control of the planet. The survivors are not well armed, and some are injured badly. They have little hope of defeating the droids, but they have the spirit to try.


%<^>% BEGIN EPISODE FOUR %<^>%

ACTION: Several ships of various sizes drop from hyperspace and launch fighters to attack the ships in orbit. Droid ships are launched to take on the new attack::

<Arani_Chianna> ::curses under her breath as yet another light starts blinking on her control panel::
<Soren> :: continues to fly escort for Arani's ship, heading for a moon up ahead::
<Arani_Chianna> ::follows Soren, begging her ship to make it there::

ACTION:: The droid ships that were coming after them, turn to take on the new attack. Arani and Soren have a free shot for the moment::

<Soren> [Arani]: Still with me in there?
<Arani_Chianna> [Soren]: Yes... Just barely
<Soren> [Arani]: Good, it looks like we're clear for the moment. Let's just hope we can make it to that moon.
<Arani_Chianna> [Soren]: Trust me, I'm hoping

ACTION:: Minutes pass by, and the moon is just within reach. With great care, Arani can make it to the surface.::

<Arani_Chianna> ::carefully babies her ship through the atmo and down to the surface::
<Soren> :: keeps an eye on his scanners as he sticks with Arani::
<Arani_Chianna> ::lands the Phoenix gently and shuts her down, sighing in relief::
<Soren> :: circles Arani's ship a few times before landing near it::

ACTION:: As the Phoenix shuts down, some of the systems short out and smoke begins to fill the cabin::

<Soren> :: climbs out of his fighter and moves quickly to Arani's busted ship::
<Arani_Chianna> ::curses loudly and grabs some stuff from the seat next to her, then rushes away from the cabin and pulls tools and supplies from the storage bins...as much as she can carry::
<Soren> :: moves to a/the hatch and tries opening it::
<Arani_Chianna> ::moves to the hatch from her side at the same time, hitting the switch to lower it, and tossing out some of her stuff before returning for more, narrowly missing Soren's head::
<Soren> :: moves out of the way of the hatch::
<Arani_Chianna> ::sees him out the corner of her eye and turns back with a shrug:: Soren: Sorry. There's smoke filling the cabin. I'm trying to get some of my things out just in case she blows completely.
<Soren> :: nods:: Arani: Need a hand?
<Arani_Chianna> ::nods:: Soren: Thank you. Come aboard.
<Soren> :: nods and follows her into the ship::

ACTION:: Smoke pours out of the open hatch, and rises into the air::

<Soren> :: coughs as he enters the smoke filled cabin:: Arani: I suggest we hurry.
<Arani_Chianna> ::coughs as the smoke gets thicker and opens another door, handing him an armload of clothing and taking some herself, then running down the hatch and out:: Soren: Get out, hurry
<Soren> :: takes what she gives him and runs out::
<Arani_Chianna> ::sits on the ground, gulping fresh air, as she stares at the smoke pouring out of her ship::
<Soren> :: tries to control his breathing:: Arani: Well that went well.

ACTION:: Arani has saved most of her belongings, which now smell of smoke. Which doesn't matter, because everything smells that way to them now.::

ACTION:: The battle for Tynna still rolls on, as the newly arrived ships move in to take on the orbiting ships head on::

<Arani_Chianna> Soren: Unless you count the loss of my ship. ::sighs:: I'm still alive though, thanks to you.
<Soren> :: shrugs:: Arani: I was already blasting them out of the sky easily. :: grins::
<Arani_Chianna> ::nods, still staring at her ship::
<Soren> :: frowns:: Arani: Once the smoke clears we can take a look at it and see if it's salvagable.
<Arani_Chianna> ::nods again and sighs:: Soren: I doubt that it is. The Phoenix has been slowly dying for years. I could never quite afford the repairs she needed.
<Soren> :: nods:: Arani: That is a common problem in your line of work... Which is what exactly?
<Arani_Chianna> ::stares at the ground in front of her:: Soren: I take whatever jobs I can get. Transporting goods mostly... Or at least I did... ::sighs again::
<Soren> :: nods::
<Arani_Chianna> Soren: I came here because I heard there was work to be had, and now I've lost both my livlihood and my home.
<Soren> :: shrugs:: Arani: Well don't sweat it. Things'll get better.
<Arani_Chianna> ::turns to look at him and raises an eyebrow:: Soren: Forgive me if I don't bet on that.
<Soren> :: shrugs again:: Arani: That's your call.

ACTION:: A few hours pass and the smoke has stopped pouring out of the ship. Inside there is still remnants of smoke, but it's clear enough to see things.::

<Arani_Chianna> ::gets up from the ground and looks at her ship:: Soren: Well...should we look?
<Soren> :: nods heading back towards the hatch::
<Arani_Chianna> ::walks with him and enters the hatch, looking around the cabin::

ACTION:: The smell of smoke hangs heavy inside, and there is no lighting to be had::

<Soren> :: checks the ship over, trying to put together a mental list of the damages::
<Arani_Chianna> ::sighs and walks back out, getting a glowrod from her toolkit and returning, shining the light around::
<Soren> :: nods, spotting the light:: Arani: That might help.
<Arani_Chianna> ::laughs a little:: Soren: Yea...might.

ACTION:: The light reveals nothing on the panels, but the source of the smoke can be seen... a large panel near the shield generator::

<Arani_Chianna> ::walks over to the panel for a better look::
<Soren> :: moves over to the panel with her::
<Arani_Chianna> ::leaves through the hatch again, coming back with her toolkit and removing the panel::
<Soren> :: holds the glowrod for her so her hands are free::

ACTION:: Behind the panel are a bunch of burnt out circuits. The shield generator is toasted, and needs to be replaced. The other circuits that need repairs go to such systems as weapons, repulsor lift, and interior lighting. Other systems can be rerouted, making repairs to them would be easy.::

<Arani_Chianna> ::sighs:: Soren: This is not good. Some of this I can reroute, but I haven't got a spare shield generator, and I'd have to tear apart my hyperdrive to repair these other circuits...
<Soren> :: frowns, thinking for a moment:: Arani: I might have some spare parts in my fighter. :: hands her the glowrod back and heads out to check::
<Arani_Chianna> ::follows him out and walks around to check the engines...after all, if they can't be fixed, then what's the point...::

ACTION:: Out of the four engines, two of them have serious holes blown into them. The other two have scorch marks from weapons fire, but still look to be functional with minor repair.::

<Arani_Chianna> ::smiles and nods, knowing she can fix two of the engines easily enough::
<Soren> :: gathers up all of the spare parts he has and brings them over to Arani's ship::
<Arani_Chianna> ::looks over Soren's spare parts, picking out some that should work:: Soren: I can fix two of my engines. That's good news anyway.
<Soren> :: nods::
<Arani_Chianna> ::carries parts onto the ship, looking over the panel again and starting to pull ruined parts and configure the circuits on the replacements::

ACTION:: Out of the spare parts six of them seem like they will work to help fix the repulsor lift system and weapons, as well as some of the power supply issues::

<Arani_Chianna> ::sits on the floor of the cabin, toolbox and glowrod next to her, working on the circuits and muttering under her breath::
<Soren> :: keeps an eye on the sky, watching for trouble until/unless he's needed::
<Arani_Chianna> ::sighs as she realizes what a big job this is going to be, and yells for Soren:: Soren: Can you help me with this? Otherwise we may be here forever... Well, unless you decided to go on alone...
<Soren> :: re-enters the ship:: Arani: I'm still here. What should I do?
<Arani_Chianna> :: points out what she wants to do, explaining how the circuits need to be configured::
<Soren> :: nods and crouches down to help her::
<Arani_Chianna> Soren: Thank you... I don't know where I'd be right now without you.
<Soren> :: smiles:: Arani: That doesn't matter now.

ACTION:: Hours pass and the Arani inserts the last circuit into the system::

<Arani_Chianna> ::looks over the circuits inside the panel, tweaking things here and there::
<Arani_Chianna> ::stands back and looks it over, nodding:: Soren: Well, I think that's the best I can do in here...
<Soren> :: nods::
<Arani_Chianna> Soren: Keep your fingers crossed... ::walks over to the controls and powers up the ship::

ACTION:: A few sparks fly, but everything stays intact, and seems to be working fine... minus the shield generator::

<Arani_Chianna> ::sighs in relief and shuts her down again for now:: Soren: Now for the engines...
<Soren> :: nods and heads outside::
<Arani_Chianna> ::grabs her tools and follows him outside, walking around to the back of the ship again and working to pull the hopeless engines off::
<Soren> :: gives her a hand::
<Arani_Chianna> ::smiles at him:: Soren: Thank you
<Soren> :: smiles back, shifting his skin color to match her's:: Arani: Your very welcome.
<Arani_Chianna> ::looks surprised, then laughs:: Soren: Nice trick.
<Soren> :: smiles again and shrugs:: Arani: Thank you.

<Arani_Chianna> ::grins and winks:: Soren: Not that you're the first one to try impressing me that way.
<Soren> :: raises an eyebrow:: Arani: Who said I was trying to impress you?
<Arani_Chianna> ::shrugs:: Soren: Most men usually are. ::loosens one last bolt and tugs, the engine coming loose::
<Soren> :: pulls her back as the engine falls::
<Arani_Chianna> Soren: Thanks again... ::reaches up to brush a strand of hair out of her face, leaving a smear of grease across her cheek::
<Soren> :: laughs and pulls a cloth from his jacket, wiping the grease from her cheek::
<Arani_Chianna> ::giggles:: Soren: I am filthy all over. Plan to clean me head to toe? If you do, you may as well wait until we finish with the other engine.
<Soren> :: grins:: Arani: It's a date. :: moves to help her with the other engine::
<Arani_Chianna> ::laughs and starts loosening the bolts and screws holding the remaining bad engine to her ship:: Soren: Why are you helping me? Not as if I'm complaining, but many people would have gone on their way long ago.
<Soren> :: shrugs:: Arani: You were in trouble and sounded hot over the comm. And now I know it's true. :: grins::
<Arani_Chianna> ::rolls her eyes and laughs again:: Soren: Well at least you're honest
<Soren> :: shrugs again:: Arani: Why beat around the bush?
<Arani_Chianna> ::shrugs:: Soren: Why indeed? ::winks at him as she removes one of the few remaining bolts::
<Soren> :: pulls her back once the second engine starts to fall, hugging her a little tighter than is necessary::
<Arani_Chianna> ::grins up at him as the engine crashes to the ground::
<Soren> :: grins back::
<Arani_Chianna> ::slips her arms around him and hugs him back::
<Soren> :: smirks:: Arani: You have work to do.
<Arani_Chianna> ::nods, but doesn't step back:: I know I do... ::kisses him gently:: I suppose we should take advantage of the remaining daylight.
<Soren> :: grins again and nods:: Arani: Yes we should. :: kisses her once before letting her go::
<Arani_Chianna> ::steps back reluctantly and starts working to pull good parts from the nearest engine::
<Soren> :: moves to give her a hand::

ACTION:: The engines are stripped down and the good parts are lined up to be installed on the remaining engines. With only a couple hours of work left, the engines should work as good as new.::

<Soren> :: looks over the engines:: Arani: Nice work.
<Arani_Chianna> ::sighs and rubs the small of her back as she looks over the good parts:: Soren: Thanks...you too. Though I'm starting to think I'll drop from exhaustion before we lose the daylight.
<Soren> Arani: Well what's left to do?
<Arani_Chianna> Soren: Just fixing the other two engines with the pieces here.
<Soren> :: nods::
<Arani_Chianna> ::looks over one of the engines, moving to select some pieces from the rows of spares::
<Soren> :: moves to give her a hand again::

%<^>% END EPISODE FOUR %<^>%

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Final Mission 102705 - Episode Five

EPISODE FIVE:
Arani Chianna's ship is on it's way to being repaired, after six hours of work. There is still need for finishing touches and testing. Hopefully nothing goes wrong. Night is falling fast on Soren and Arani, as they rush to finish up.
Meanwhile, time has stood still for those aboard the huge Regtellian ship. Ian and Naal, with the few surviving fighter pilots, are still on the bridge and sealed off from the rest of the ship. They only need to set the self-destruct and escape.
Elsewhere, the battle above Tynna races on. Capital ship against capital ship; and fighters buzzing between them, firing weapons n a fury of light. Some go out with an explosion, while others burn away in Tynna's atmosphere.

%<^>% BEGIN EPISODE FIVE %<^>%

ACTION:: Lights and displays flash on the bridge of the huge ship. The sounds of crew trying to break in can also be heard. Displays show ships dropping from hyperspace and attacking the orbiting ships::

<Arani_Chianna> @ ::rushes around putting a last few good parts into her remaining engines::
<Naal_Doon> ::looks at Ian as she heads to a console:: Ian: You know how to set the self-destruct on this thing?
<Ian_Hawkins> ::looks the controls over:: Naal: Sure. Piece of cake. ::fumbles with some controls and gives the console a good thwap with his fist::

ACTION:: The display on the console flashes and then calms down, as a new menu appears. In the alien language, it describes access to the destruct codes::

<Arani_Chianna> @Soren: It's getting dark...
<Naal_Doon> ::raises her eyebrows and smirks:: Ian: Well, that's one way to do it... I ought to remember that one
<Soren> @ :: moves around quickly, helping out wherever he can:: Arani: Yeah. If we can't get this finished we may have to camp out here.
<Ian_Hawkins> ::looks to her and grins:: Naal: Just find us a way out of here, and fast.
<Arani_Chianna> @ ::grins:: Soren: Well... It might be fun to camp out...
<Naal_Doon> ::nods:: Ian: Well, the way we came in would be the obvious choice....
<Soren> @ :: laughs and nods:: Arani: Quite possible. :: looks up at the sky:: Though the longer we stay here the more chance there is of those ships catching up. If they know where we went that is.
<Arani_Chianna> @ ::shudders and makes a few final checks of the wiring in the engines:: Soren: Don't remind me.
<Soren> @ :: stays out of her way unless called on::
<Ian_Hawkins> ::muttles thru the menu and manages to bypass some of the security features, before coming to the prize.:: Self: I'll be a son of a bantha... I did it. ::activates the self destruct adjusting it to give them twenty minutes and setting it up with codes of his own so it can't be stopped.::
<Naal_Doon> ::looks over at him, overhearing his muttering:: Ian: You what? You DID it?? I hope you gave us enough time.... those codes look tricky
<Arani_Chianna> @ :: drops her tools back into the box:: Soren: I think we're ready to test it.
<Soren> @ :: nods:: Arani: Ok. :: motions to the entry hatch::
<Arani_Chianna> @ ::gets back on board and heads for the pilot's seat, sitting down and powering up::
<Ian_Hawkins> ::looks over to Naal:: Naal: Doon! We have twenty...::looks at the display:: Ten minutes to get out of here! ::looks over what he did, puzzled why the time is wrong, then figures it's due to the language:: We can't go the way we came, unless you like to get friendly with who's on the other side.
<Soren> @ :: stays outside::

@ACTION:: As the systems power up, everything looks good to Arani, but outside, Soren sees smoke coming from inside the engine compartments::

<Naal_Doon> ::looks at the door and frowns:: Ian: Right... didn't think of that... there should be access shafts off the bridge we can take...
<Naal_Doon> ::heads to the console to make a feeble attempt to see if there are::
<Soren> @ :: shouts:: Arani: Shut it down!
<Arani_Chianna> @ ::hears his shout and shuts down the power, heading back to the hatch:: Soren: What's up?
<Ian_Hawkins> ::remembers back to the last ship he was on:: Naal: Doon, there should be access under the decking. :: points to a central spot in the floor::
<Soren> @ Arani: The engine housing was smoking.
<Arani_Chianna> @ ::sighs and walks down the ramp, grabbing her tools again and opening up the engine compartment to have a look::

@ACTION:: Inside one of the compartments a wire has grounded out, but should be an easy fix... no other damage is evident::

<Naal_Doon> :: blinks and looks at the floor:: Ian: Really? ::goes to her knees and checks around the floor::

ACTION:: Doon can spot seams in the decking, and can even pry up ome plate with some effort::

<Ian_Hawkins> ::moves over to help:: All: We have to get to the escape pods. We will never make it to our ships.
<Arani_Chianna> @ ::grumbles something rude under her breath and gets some wire from her tool box, replacing the grounded out one and checking to see if it damaged anything around it::
<Soren> @ :: watches as she works:: Arani: If you don't mind my asking, what is a Zeltron doing in this heap? Shouldn't you be on a luxury liner or something? You definately have the looks for it. :: grins::
<Naal_Doon> :: prys up the deckplates with audible grunts::
<Arani_Chianna> @ ::laughs:: Soren: Long story. The short answer is that I'm exiled. ::grabs a glow rod and lights it, having a better look inside the engine compartment::
<Ian_Hawkins> :: pulls up a second one with help from one of the pilots:: All: Get moving! Hurry! We have eight minutes left.
<Soren> @ :: tilts his head to look at her as she bends over to look into the compartment:: Arani: Still.. That doesn't explain the ship.
<Naal_Doon> ::looks down into the hole she just created and yanks up some more:: All: Come on, let's get moving!
<Arani_Chianna> @ ::shrugs:: Soren: I liberated it from my last long term romantic interest. ::turns around and grins at him before closing the panel:: Looks good in there.
<Soren> @ :: grins:: Arani: Looks good out here too. :: winks at her:: So we good to go then?

ACTION:: The pilots jump down below the deck and begin moving in the only direction they can::

<Ian_Hawkins> Naal: After you.
<Arani_Chianna> @ ::laughs:: Soren: I think so. ::heads inside and powers up again::
<Naal_Doon> ::smirks and jumps down to the deck below, waiting for Ian::
<Ian_Hawkins> ::hops down after her and shouts directions ahead to the pilots::
<Naal_Doon> ::starts to move off:: Ian: Which way?
<Ian_Hawkins> Naal: Just follow the boys.
<Naal_Doon> ::nods and heads off after the pilots:: Ian: Come on then...

ACTION:: After five minutes of running and climbing, the pilots manage to break into a corridor that is lined with escape pods. Three minutes to go, and they have to get clear of the ship or be destroyed with it.::

<Arani_Chianna> @ ::watches the systems power up, her smile slowly growing, then runs back to the hatch:: Soren: How's it look out there?

@ACTION:: The beat up and cobbled ship starts up and the engines hum to a roar. After a few seconds, the repulsors kick in and it lifts off the ground a full meter::

<Naal_Doon> ::heads to the first escape pod that she can find:: Ian: Care to join me?
<Ian_Hawkins> ::looks to the pilots getting into the pods:: Naal: Sure. ::heads to her pod::
<Soren> @ Arani: Looks ok so far!
<Arani_Chianna> @ ::grabs the sides of the hatch as the ship goes up:: Soren: Guess it looks good. ::laughs and goes back forward to shut it down::

ACTION:: Just before the hatches are sealed, and Ian puts his hand on the pod to get in, weapons fire shoots across the pods and disables Naal's and fires the one with the pilots on, before it is sealed::

<Ian_Hawkins> ::jumps back and dives for cover:: Naal: Get out of there!
<Naal_Doon> ::lets out a cry and goes her her blaster as she scrambles out of the pod, swearing loudly in Clawdite::
<Naal_Doon> ::after diving for cover, she aims return fire and quickly looks around for another pod::

ACTION:: As the huge aliens fire down the corridor inside the ship, outside the ship the escape pod explodes from the differences in pressure, killing those aboard::

<Ian_Hawkins> ::returns fire and moves back towards a good pod:: Naal: Grab this one!
<Arani_Chianna> @ ::heads back for the hatch as the ship settles to the ground, running down the ramp to hug Soren:: Soren: It works!
<Soren> @ :: accepts the hug without complaint, grinning:: Arani: So it does.
<Naal_Doon> ::follows Ian as she continues to return fire::
<Arani_Chianna> @ ::grins up at him and kisses him:: Soren: Though I must say I'm not in all that much of a hurry to leave.
<Ian_Hawkins> :: dives in and begins to get the pod ready:: Naal: One minute!
<Soren> @ :: shrugs with a grin:: Arani: I have nowhere pressing to be right now.
<Arani_Chianna> @Soren: Nor do I...and the traffic in space right now is decidedly unfriendly.
<Soren> @ :: nods:: Arani: True..
<Naal_Doon> :: dives in with Ian:: Ian: Let's go!!
<Ian_Hawkins> ::as soon as Naal is in, he seals up the pod and ejects it:: Naal: Cutting it close, eh Doon? :: prepares for the blast:: Get ready for a heck of a ride.
<Arani_Chianna> @ ::grins and steps back, lying down on the grass and looking up at the stars::

ACTION:: The pod shoots out from the ship. The remains of one other pod can be seen, and a nother one that was successful can be seen far ahead of them, but just barely::

<Soren> @ :: smirks and moves to lie down next to her, looking up as well::
<Naal_Doon> :: blinks as she settles in next to him:: Ian: Me?? It's not MY fault that someone wrecked the first pod...
<Ian_Hawkins> ::frowns:: Naal: It wasn't their's either. The ones responsible will get theirs. ::engages the pod's thrusters to push it away faster::
<Naal_Doon> ::smirks and looks back at the ship, chuckling softly:: Ian: Yeah... they will... ::looks out the small window in the pod's side::... so, where are we headed?
<Arani_Chianna> @ ::rolls over on her side and looks at Soren instead of the stars:: Soren: You know you really saved my bacon up there... And I don't know how I would have fixed the Pheonix without you.

ACTION:: A bright light fills space around Tynna and it's moons, as the huge ship is destroyed in a series of explosions. A shock wave surges out from it, pushing the escape pods to the brink of destruction. The wave even hits the fighting ships in the heat of battle.::

<Ian_Hawkins> ::grabs onto the pod and tries to ride out the waves::
<Soren> @ :: shrugs:: Arani: I make it a habit to save beautiful women in distress. :: grins::
<Naal_Doon> ::winces and hopes that they survive the shock waves, she grabs fast to the pods to steady herself::
<Arani_Chianna> @ ::laughs:: Soren: Quite an interesting habit. Bet it has a lot of fringe benefits.
<Ian_Hawkins> ::works his hands to the console to angle the pod to take on less damage::
<Soren> @ :: nods:: Arani: It does indeed. :: grins::
<Naal_Doon> ::shudders as the pod does:: Ian: Are we heading for the surface?

ACTION:: The pod ahead of them begins spinning and explodes. There is a sudden jolt to their pod and then it smoothes out and is pushed out beyond Tynna and the moons just barely holding together under the strain::

<Ian_Hawkins> ::shakes his head and relaxes a bit:: Naal: No, worse. Open space.
<Naal_Doon> ::closes her eyes and lets out a long breath:: Ian: Where, if we weren't killed before, we surely will be now...

ACTION:: The shock waves from the huge ship disables most of the ships in the battle and destroyes nearly every fighter that is exposed to them. The surviving ships are forced to stop the battle to tend to their repairs. Once repairs are finished, there wouldn't be enough of them to continue the battle. Neither side can be declared the winner.::

<Arani_Chianna> @ ::lays a hand on his chest and leans her head down to kiss him again:: Soren: Like that?
<Soren> @ :: grins:: Arani: Sometimes.
<Arani_Chianna> @ ::grins back:: Soren: I see...
<Ian_Hawkins> Naal: There is always a chance that luck will be on our side and someone will come along to rescue us. ::rolls his eyes in a "yeah right" expression::
<Naal_Doon> ::lifts one eyebrow, and laughs sarcastically:: Ian: And if that happens, I'll personally kiss your ass too...
<Ian_Hawkins> ::looks back to his rear and then to her:: Naal: Don't make promises your lips can't cash. ::grins::
<Ian_Hawkins> ::looks at the small control panel:: Naal: Regardless, we have five days of air in this thing and probably enough rations for three days. If memory serves me, we are heading towards the next system, which could take us six days, if we are lucky.
<Naal_Doon> ::sighs:: Ian: I'm gonna be awful hungry after six days... ::looks at him and smirks::... I'm glad I got stuck with you though... you've been a pain in the royal rear... but you're alright

ACTION:: Six hours have passed and the pod is still cruising along at a good clip. Ian had turned off the thrusters to conserve fuel for future purposes, so it is just coasting now. Suddenly, the silence inside the pod is broken by a chirping sound. A flashing light indicates that a ship or something is near enough to contact. Ian sends the distress signal immediately and awaits an answer::

@ACTION:: The wo on the moon had made it through the night, and daybreak is just ahead for them. They are free to do as they please, within the limits of their ships, that is.::

<Ian_Hawkins> ::sits back and looks out at the darkness and stars:: Naal: You know, I like it most when it's peaceful like this. Almost too bad someone is coming.
<Ian_Hawkins> ::thinks to himself and wonders how close he was to joining his love once again.::

ACTION:: Meanwhile, on Tynna, the fighting continues, as the resistance works to turn back the invaders.::

%<^>% END EPISODE FIVE %<^>%

THE END!

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