The inspection

Spotless. Neat. Tidy. Just the way Carthage wants it. He made his inspection all over the ship. Superiors were to be here any minute now. He was to have all of the crew in their best behavior, goes as part of being the admiral. Expect nothing more than no spots around the ship. No mess. No bad impressions to be set upon them. It was just recent that a changing of Sith Lords occurred, meaning that there will be a newer group of people around. Perhaps twisted. Perhaps not. He'll find out soon enough.

[OOC: Bleh, short. SUE ME! D< ]

Clank. Clank. Clank. Each step on the cold marble floor made a noise. Reya's presence was noted by those who crossed her path. Was it the feeling of dread? Or just the fact that it wasn't every day you saw a beautiful woman on a Sith Dreadnaught? Either way, the crew would stop what they were doing and salute as she passed them by. Reya was a Sith Lord, and they knew she could kill them all with a flick of her wrist. After many years the Dreadnaught had been completed, and Reya was here to meet the admiral. She walked through corridor after corridor, making her way to the bridge. Finally she approached the final elevator and took it up. The doors opened and she looked at the crew on the bridge, working to keep everything in order. She walked slowly out of the elevator and noticed Carthage with his back turned to her.

Approaching him she read his body language. He stood erect, a proud man and a clean one. His uniform was crisp and in order. He commanded respect from those under him and perhaps to a certain extent was unconcerned about the change in leadership in the Sith Lords. Amusing. A man with a spine, Reya could grow to like him. "Everything in order, Admiral?" She asked, her voice sounding so sweet, but at the same time permanently marked with malice.

VOOM a fleet jumped out of hyperspace on the left hand side of the Dreadnuaght. Silas sat in the commander's chair inside the Voyager the fleet's capitol ship. This battle would halfto be a good one. Silas would also need all his power to fight agenst this sith death machine. Luckily he had the element of surprise and his fleet was ready for attack. There were 8 battleships , 25 curisers , 89 troop transports , and 455 fighters and bombers ready to attack the sith.

"Send two cruisers one battleship and fifty fighters to attack the Dreadnaught from behind!" Ordered Silas.

The ships were ready to attack. The fifty fighters flew behind the Dreadnaught and so did the battleship and the two cruisers behind it.
"Fire all torpedos at the ship's engine!" He commanded.

The fighters fired their torpedos aimed right for the engine. The cruisers fired all their cannons at the engine to. SO did the battleship. after firing a second wave of fighters came and fired more torpedos. Silas knew this ship was powerful and he knew it also needed to be demolished. For the Republic... He thought.

Mannys small light freighter appeared far off in the distance, seeing the fleet lead by Silas Kurot. The Yt-1300 was heavily modified for battle and quick escapes, so he hoped she held together to see this one through. Attacking a Sith Dreadnaught is risky, so it would be a hard battle to fight. Manny hit the switches for the ships power to go to the battle systems, the sheilds powered up as did the guns, and the droid Yz went to his battle station. The droid was humanized enough so it could fight like one, almost being like a human itself. Manny hit a couple switches to send out a signal jammer, the channel being set only to the Republics fighters. The Jammer was almost to strong, He had a run in with it once, it jammed itself and shut itself down. He pushed a button and sent a message to Silas's ship. "Im hear Silas Kurot, this is Manny Obala" The shipped flew towards the battle, but he was still several hundred miles away.

Step, tuddle, turn. He faced his superior. He clicked his heels, puffed up his chest, and placed his hand against his forehead. It was so customary to do this, that not doing it to a superior is blatant disrespect! Something that an admiral cannot show. Unless of course he's the superior, he has that right. The right to humiliate someone and put them in place. But to help them is an even better option. Either ways, he was emotionless throughout his salute. His face not even showing a smile or frown. His eyes were mundane throughout. He did note that she seemed to have the hate of a Sith Lord in her eyes. The beauty of a Correlian pearl. With looks like that, common men would die for her just to get her... literally. Provided they can get past the lightsaber of hers and the force as well. Albeit Carthage was to be reserved and stoic. Several decades would do much to change one's outlook on temptation.

"Affirmative Lord Reya." He said in his monotone of his, "I'll be your guide as of now within your wishes. As you can see, the ship is orde--"

Dust. Some were falling from the ceiling in the middle of his salute, ON his uniform. Perhaps someone fell inside the maintenance compartment?

A sudden jolt also came. It knocked many a men off their feet BUT the apathetic admiral. So there WAS an attack. He used his hand to swat the dust away from his grey clean and crisp uniform.

"It seems we have visitors..." Carthage remarked in a calm tone in contrast to the panic ensuing within the ship! "If you'd follow me, I'll show you the battle progress of... recent." He notes in a light lull.

Triddle trodder. He made his way ALL the way to the hallway. Just a few shake in the ship didn't entirely concern him. He was in the eclipse class dreadnaught. A ship that's 250 TIMES the size of a normal Capitol ship, AND 250 times the firepower and defense of a capitol ship! Attacking it like that is suicidal! Not to mention there's that superlaser.

Carthage retained his position in the admiral's chair in the bridge. His faint, dim, blue eyes were tracking each and every enemy cruisers. Devising fifty tactics at a time as he notes that their futile effort to destroy a massive engine is going to go unhanded. Every capitol ship has a deflective shield all around it. Every good admiral should know that by now. "I want fighters deployed as of now... intercept enemy saboteurs... and do mobilize star-destroyer class ships in order to hold back the enemy at bay. Lastly, turn the dreadnaught around to 60 knots, charge the superlaser and bring me my usual brand of tea." That was an authoritative figure! So calm in battle, so cool. He even went ahead to order tea while there was a surprise attack.

The engines were the fastest there was! The dreadnaught was surprisingly fast! It turned around slowly as the side cannons shot out massive lasers at the fleet. If they were any smarter, the best they could've done was actually attack FROM the back rather than the side where all turbo cannons can be blasting all of the ships to smithereens! They were already clouding the entire fleet of cruisers with these turbo lasers to inflict the most casualties! Common knowledge is that destroying the cruisers will result in the troop transports AND the fighter planes bunked inside those cruisers to be destroyed... WITH PREJUDICE.

Now, the bottom compartment of the ship rears open in the fashion of a Yamatai wooden sliding door. Dozens of fighters pour out, pouring in an intercepting move to annihilate all of those planning to destroy the engines. The already TOO massive engines, having sustained minimal damages.

Progress on Dreadnaught's re-positioning was already 49% done as it was still turning to face the enemy capitol ship.

[OOC: Just to help you guys out realize what you're going up against, here's a chart to help you know how big this ship is compared to YOUR capitol ship. :3]

((OOC: xD))

The ship Jixxer was already a mile or two away from the enormus Dreadnaught, Manny driving the ship under the massive ships bridge. He knows he will be under fire very soon. "Yz, load the Emp charges, then set the Hyperdrive to Corusant... we need to leave here now!" Yz blooped and bleeped behind him, the droid hitting switches and pushing buttons trying to get it done. The ship was already nearly under the huge dreadnaught, about a mile or less under it. The Emps were just out of range, but they would still be affective from here. Manny hit the throttle to full, and the ship moved up towards the mass of the ship. YZ blooped quickly, confirming the charges have been set. "Alright!" Manny hit a button on the dash of the ship "...Your on your own from here Silas, May the Force be with you..." In reality, he would need more then that. The 4 Emp missiles exploded from the missile launchers ontop of the ship, and the Jixxer's flew off towards the dead of space. YZ blooped again, saying the coarse was set. The Emps went off near the ships central mass, hopefully disabling the ships electronics(for atleast 3 posts), Manny pushing a little lever ontop of the dash of the ship. The stars infront of the windows seemed to smear around the whole ship, and the ship jumped to hyperspace.

[Exit, A attempt to Escape quickly since the Dreadnaught couldnt have known Jixxer was there. Only Reya could have known really.]

Excellent...

Silas was testing the enemy and did not plan on a frontal attack but he was sending his own version of a kamakaze. A huge battleship bigger then the voyager was very close to the ship. It was the one that Silas ordered to attack the Dreadnaught. "Fleet prepare for the final part of our mission!" Suddenly every ship turned back and jumped to lightspeed heading to Coruscant. The ship was being manned by republic death penalty prisioners. Silas had a better idea why not kill more then prisioners why not attack the Sith?

Voosh!!! The fleet escaped but lost a few fighters when the DreadNaught sent out her fighters.

The ship headed for the DreadNaught at fullspeed. The explosives were set and it was very close to the enginess...

(Short post but meh)

Reya felt the rumbling and saw the enemy fleet jump out of hyperspace. She watched as Carthage proved why he was such a valued Sith Admiral. As the ship turned hough and the Republic made its getaway, the suicide ships were coming right for them. "All guns, able to bear down on the enemy open fire!" She yelled as the Dreadnaught shook from the force of the batteries firing. The Republic battleshiip was hit with a large barrage of laser and plasma bolts, causing the ship to explode and disintegrate before it could get to the dreadnaught. What hit the shields was debris. "Hmph" Reya said as she turned and walked off the brigde. "Have my fighter ready and waiting.

>>exit