>>1521381

“… why are you staring at my leg?” she asks. You look up at her. “We need to talk.”

Force of Commerce suddenly appears from behind VP as well, looking unhappy. “Yeah. We need to talk.”

“Is this about how I accidentally felt up Force of Commerce?” you ask. They both nod. “Look. That was an accident. And Commerce, I thought I told you not to tell VP.”

VP huffs, leaning down closer to you. “I just want to make sure it was nothing more than an accident, Admiral. I don’t appreciate you taking advantage of a fellow Droid ship.”

> “Why? Jealous?”
> Grab thigh.
> “Hey, don’t worry. It was an accident.”
> Other

>>1521382
>> “Why? Jealous?”
> “But no, seriously, it was an accident.”

>>1521382
>> “Why? Jealous?”
>> “Hey, don’t worry. It was an accident.”

>>1521382
> “Hey, don’t worry. It was an accident.”
> “Why? Jealous?”

>>1521382
> “Hey, don’t worry. It was an accident.”

> “Why? Jealous?”
> “Hey, don’t worry. It was an accident.”

You snicker. “Jealous, VP?” VP flinches back, surprised. She quickly turns her chest away, frowning heavily. “I’m joking. Seriously, it was an accident.” You step up next to her as she allows her leg to come to rest. Shame really. How you’d love to get your hands on those, not to mention that chest of hers. “Look, these things happen, alright? I’m not trying to take advantage of anyone.” Not now at least.

Force of Commerce squints at you, humming a little. “Mmmmm… What do you think, VP?”

VP quirks her brow. “I think the Admiral is telling the truth.” She gently punches your arm. “Fine. It better not happen again.”

“Oh, I promise it won’t,” you say. After all, you’d much prefer to get a handful of VP. “Don’t worry, girls. I’m a professional. Taking advantage of such young girls like yourselves is beneath me.” You step around them, giving them a pair of thumbs up. “You two rest well. Lord Vader and my Father are coming. I don’t want either of you embarrassing me.”

“Hmph!” Force of Commerce stomps her foot. “We’re not embarrassing, are we?”

VP shakes her head. “No, sir. We can be elegant and civilized when we want to be.” Too bad it’s not now. “Ta-ta, Admiral.” The two go back to sitting around the top of the stairs like the schoolyard delinquents that they are.

And you however…

> Make preparations for Father and Lord Vader’s visit.
> Go wait for the Corvettes to come back from expedition.
> See what’s going on in the simulation rooms.
> Other

>>1521478
> Go wait for the Corvettes to come back from expedition.
The corvettes are adorable.

>>1521478
> Go wait for the Corvettes to come back from expedition.

>>1521478
>> Go wait for the Corvettes to come back from expedition.

>>1521478
>> Go wait for the Corvettes to come back from expedition.
DADMIRAL

>>1521478
>Make preparations for Father and Lord Vader’s visit.
We probably should put some effort into this. Plenty of time to dote on the girls later.

>>1521478
>> Go wait for the Corvettes to come back from expedition.

Hope we can get some upgrades.

> Go wait for the Corvettes to come back from expedition.

-

-

You lean back on a crate, arms folded. Prosecutor comes to you, holding a tray with a piping hot mug of hot chocolate. “Thank you.” You take it and take a sip of refreshingly hot liquids.

“Waiting for the Corvettes, sir?” she asks. You nod. The two of you now are in one of the hangar bays set aside for the Starship Girls. “Hopefully they have something good for us today, Admiral.” They better, you’re not going back to Lord Vader and your Father emptyhanded.

They arrive back at the hangar, escorted by Redemption. They land on the hangar floor, and droids happily help them dismount from their ship harnesses. Redemption grins, tenting her fingers as she approaches you. “Admiral. We have a special treat for you.” Oh? You look down at Redemption’s chest for a second, then back at her face. “It’s a remodel kit!” Oh, neato! Excellent! “And… a Life Crystal!”

“Excellent!” You look at the new Life Crystal happily. “Have you determined what it’ll be?”

Sundered Heart huffs. “Probably something inferior to myself.” She places a hand on her chest. “Me, Sundered Heart, a noble corvette of Alderaan!”

“Yeah, no one cares,” says Agility. She jogs around you all in a circle, staring at the Life Crystal. “It’s weird though.”

“How weird?” you ask.

“I dunno.” Agility glares at the glittering crystal. “It just looks weird.”

Tellstar says, “That’s not very nice to say. She could be very pretty!” She hugs the Life Crystal, glaring at Agility. “Apologize!”

Agility frowns, then sighs. “Sorry.”

> Hatch the new crystal.
> Reward the corvettes with some playtime and desserts.
> “Very good, girls. Now get going.”
> Other

>>1521736
> Hatch the new crystal.

>>1521736
>> Hatch the new crystal.
>Invite them to come along and watch

>>1521736
>Reward the corvettes with some playtime and desserts.

>>1521736
>> Hatch the new crystal.

>>1521736
>> Hatch the new crystal.

>>1521736
>> Hatch the new crystal.
Prepare some dessert for them later.

They did good

>>1521736
> have arc hammer examine the crystal and hatch it of everything checks out.

This could be some spooky vong sleeper agent shit

> Hatch the new crystal.

-

-

You, the corvettes, Redemption, and Prosecutor watch as Arc Hammer works her magic with the Hatching Device. You see a bright light shine through the two doors in the chamber, slowly sliding down as it generates the Starship Girl out of the crystal. All the corvettes hide behind you, nervously. You fold your arms, watching intensely.

Finally, the light goes out. The doors open, shooting steam out. Falling to one knee is a short girl, much like Prosecutor’s size. She pulls back a bright white pith helmet on top of her head, glancing around the room with her two bright blue eyes. Her black hair is done in a fashionable and formal braided ponytail. Her uniform was an Imperial grey, with short shorts and a short sleeved blouse. But caught your attention more were the four orbs sitting on her belt, her rather impressive chest, and her monocle as well enhancing her bright blue eye.

You step up to her. “Hello there.” She stands up, sizing you up apparently. “My-“

She glares at you. “Human. Male. Early 20s.” She looks up at you, tilting her head. “You have the scent of an Imperial Officer. Code cylinders… Admiral.” Oh. Okay then. She glances past you, then squints at the corvettes. They all flinch, hiding behind you and Prosecutor. “Corvettes. One Tartan-class, one Arquitens-class, One Lancer-class, One CR70. Cruisers, Acclamator-class, Nebulon-B Frigate. Factory ship…” She glares at Arc Hammer, smirking a little. “Unique.”

“Okay, who are you?” you say, interrupting her spiel.

She offers her hand. “Assessor. Interdictor-class, Immobilizer 418 cruiser. I apologize if I seem frightening. I am merely assessing my surroundings. Audibly.”

> ASSESSOR <
> IMMOBILIZER 418 CRUISER <

She tilts her head, looking at you up and down. “Judging by how the small ones cower behind you and by your height and…” She sniffs the air. “By your scent.” Eh? “You must be in charge.” She takes another sniff of you, much closer this time by your hip. “… ergh…” She seems a little disgusted, blushing a bit.

> “What else can you tell by scent?”
> “Well. We’re happy to have you regardless.”
> “What, like the way I smell?”
> Other

>>1522101
> “What else can you tell by scent?”
Oh hey, we can now prevent Vong ships from running away!

>>1522126
And the corvettes from running all over the place.

>>1522101
> “What else can you tell by scent?”
> “Well. We’re happy to have you regardless.”

>>1522101
>> “What else can you tell by scent?”
>> “Well. We’re happy to have you regardless.”

Guess I have to update the sheet again.

>>1522101
> “What else can you tell by scent?”
> “Well. We’re happy to have you regardless.”

>>1522101
> “What else can you tell by scent?”
> “Well. We’re happy to have you regardless.”

>>1522145
But that's mean!

> “What else can you tell by scent?”
> “Well. We’re happy to have you regardless.”

You smirk. “What else can you tell by scent?”

“Lots of things,” she states. “The mark of a good hunter is the ability to ascertain details from small things. I can smell whether you’ve showered this morning, what you’ve had to eat, how recently you went to the bathroom. All that stuff.”

Black Hawk blinks. “She fancies herself a hunter?”

“Ha! No hunter can catch me!” Agility boasts. She yells out, running out the door. Assessor steps past you, then fires an energy lasso from her gloved hand. She wraps it around Agility, then pulls her back. “Agh! Hey!”

“Nice try. Nobody escapes Assessor,” Assessor boasts back. She drops Agility, who fumes angrily at having been caught like that.

“Well. We’re glad to finally have an Interdictor in the Fleet at least,” you say. “Hopefully you’ll be a good addition.” Assessor nods, bowing to you. “Now, I should-“

“Sir.” F4 rolls in. “Your Father and Lord Vader have arrived. They are expecting you.”

…

Oh you completely forgot.

> “Tell them I’m busy.” Flirt with Assessor a little.
> “Fine. I’ll go meet them myself.”
> “Fine, let’s go meet them, girls.”
> Other

>>1522249
>I'll go meet them, girls show her the quarters and be good. Or else I will have to cut back on ice cream and cookies

>>1522253
this
spoil the new shipfu

>>1522249
>I'll go meet them, girls show her the quarters and be good. Or else I will have to cut back on ice cream and cookies

>>1522249
>>1522253
This

> Other

“I’ll go meet them. Girls.” The corvettes stand at attention, as do Prosecutor and Redemption. “Show Assessor the quarters.” You point to the corvettes especially. “And be good. Or else I’ll have to cut back on ice cream and cookies. Got it?”

They salute you sharply. “Sir, yes, sir!” Tellstar takes Assessor’s hand. To which Assessor simply stares at Tellstar. And with that, the corvettes happily drag Assessor out of the room towards the quarters. Right then.

“Proseuctor, you’re with me. Redemption, go watch the girls.” Redemption nods, leaving you for now.

Prosecutor asks you, “Sir. We’re really meeting your Father?” You nod, smiling nervously a bit. “Is he nice?”

“Eh…”

-

-

“What an absolute dump of a ship.” Father is blunt when he sees the Lucifuge in port. “I suppose there’s some rustic charm to it.” He steps up to you and Prosecutor and salutes you. “Admiral.” You salute back, then dismiss his salute. He stands at ease. “Son, can’t say it’s good to see you.”

“Likewise, Father,” you mutter. “But play the part of a good subordinate. Considering I’m an Admiral and you’re a Captain, I think you’ll be inclined to agree one of us is in charge here.”

“And that would be me.” Lord Vader steps in, accompanied by Devastator. You all bow to him. “Admiral, what news to report on Kuat?” he asks.

You look to Prosecutor, then say, “Nothing new to report. Our defenses are shored up and we are ready to receive your orders, Lord Vader.” You stand stiffly, straight as you can. Lord Vader is here. Can’t look bad in front of him. You couldn’t care less about what your Father thinks. But Lord Vader? Any negative opinion from him and you’re going to be sent home feet first with a collapsed throat. “I assure you, Lord Vader. If the Vong were to attack, we’ll be ready for them.”

“For your sake, you better be,” says Lord Vader. He looks to Prosecutor. “Prosecutor.”

“Lord Vader.” Prosecutor bows to him. She looks over to Father. “And Captain…?”

Father says, “Captain-“

Lord Vader says, “Enough with the pleasantries.” You and Father nod, silent now. “Is Admiral Reike ready to receive my visit?”

“Yes, Lord Vader, he should be in his office now. I’ll send word,” you state. Lord Vader steps past you, silently. And with that, it was just you, Father, and Prosecutor. “Father. I’m sure you know Prosecutor, my Secretary.”

Father tilts his head, then looks at you. “I’m surprised she’s not pregnant already.” Prosecutor goes red immediately, coughing loudly. You glare at Father. How dare he!? You’re playing the long game, damn it! You’ll impregnate them all eventually. The two of you glare intensely at each other.

Prosecutor stands between you two, awkwardly. “Ehehe… I can see you two have a very good relationship.”

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>>1522602
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ASSESSOR IS FOR

>>1522606
Marriage.

>>1522606
Baby sitting

>>1522606
Lewds in the forest moon of endor.

>>1522606
Deredere Handholding

>>1522606
Poaching, signals intelligence and other hide-and-seek games.

https://youtu.be/QnXPqUU6fI0
https://youtu.be/MJdRxUPTKvU

>>1522606
I'd say she's perfect for REDACTED, as well as a bit of REDACTED on the side. If I thought I could get away with it, I'd also see if I could get her to YOUR CONTINUED ATTEMPTS TO BYPASS ISB SECURITY CENSORS HAS BEEN NOTED, CITIZEN.

You, Father, and Prosecutor walk along the halls of the space station. “So where is your XO? Are you still relying on that dumb droid to do the duty of one for you or did you finally find a piece of eye candy to do it?” he asks. To be frank, you want to say yes just to annoy him. But you’re not going to.

So right now, you say, “I just received a new XO to replace Commander Fiennes, Father. You remember him?”

“Yes, yes.” He shakes his head, grimacing. “Good man, did not deserve that.”

“Yes. And if you’re wondering, F4 is still around. He’s not my XO, he’s my personal assistant,” you state bluntly. Only you can call him a dumb droid anyway. With you, it’s justified. You’ve had to put up with him for years. Father’s never had to put up with a droid as stubborn as F4. “Now, should I introduce you to my Starship Girls are you going to make like a bulk freighter and cruise?”

He folds his arms, stopping. You stop as well, turning to him. “Boy, I’m your Father, don’t joke around.”

“I may be a boy, Father.” You glare at him. “But I’m also an Admiral.”

He huffs. “In rank, but not age that’s for sure.” He- what!? “Tell me, when was the last party you ran around here? How come Prosecutor here isn’t bawling her eyes out because you promised her you’d be loyal but instead she found you docking with a Zygerrian’s rear.”

“Hey.” You point at him. “Don’t you start. She knew full well I was being sarcastic. And besides, you’re talking like you’ve never had a fling or two with aliens over humans.”

He snickers, glaring back at you. “Boy. If you knew the things I knew, you wouldn’t say ‘just a fling or two’.”

Prosecutor clears her throat. “Ehehe… so.” You and Father look at her. “Admiral. Were you going to introduce us to him?”

> “No need. The Captain can go back to his ship and wait.”
> “Fine. He has enough manners for it, I’m sure.”
> “He’s already introduced himself plenty.”
> Other

>>1524884
>> “Fine. He has enough manners for it, I’m sure.”

>>1524884
> “No need."
> “He’s already introduced himself plenty.”
>" The Captain can go back to his ship and wait.”

The man is more of an embarrassment than we are. Goddamn.

>>1524884
I'd rather not.

>Girls! This man showed me exactly what it means to be a failure as a father. My capability stems directly from his inability, never has their been a better example of ineptitude. I couldn't possibly be the wonderful man I am today without the constant reminder of his deficiency.

>>1524884
> “Fine. He has enough manners for it, I’m sure.”
> Touch my girls and see what malfunctions happen before the start of a battle with everybody having frayed ends.

>>1524884
> “No need."
> “He’s already introduced himself plenty.”
>" The Captain can go back to his ship and wait.”

>>1524907
That may be going too far. He may be an asshole and a failure as a parent, but he's still and Imperial Officer and so are we. It's beneath us to air our dirty family laundry and squabbles in this way.

>>1524942
But we're incredibly petty. I said we're a good parent.

>>1524948
or rather I implied that we're a better parent than he is. Dadmiral a best.

>>1524948
We're incredibly petty, yes.

We're also aware LORD VADER is visiting and has informants as well as could be right behind us at any moment.

There is a time and place to be petty and stupid, this isn't it.

>>1524955
Imperial officers are always shitting on lower-ranking officers though. It's like a tradition for them.

>>1524970
Yes, for failures in duty and competency.

Not for private family squabbles. If we're to be a successful Admiral and survive multiple visits from Lord Vader, it's important that we learn and remember the difference.

> “Fine. He has enough manners for it, I’m sure.”

“Fine.” You sigh. “You can meet my girls. I trust you have enough manners for that, Father?”

He shrugs, then nods. “I’m not an idiot.”

“That’s good enough.”

-

-

Your Starship Girls have all been assembled in the briefing room, along with Commander Kohlenkau and F4 as well. “Girls, this is my Father. He’s captain of the Interdictor Star Destroyer, ISD Despot. He’s a war hero, and unfortunately he’s my Father as well.” All the girls stand in a line, curiously looking at you two. Probably wondering about family resemblance. “He has quite a lot of experience. He fought in the Clone Wars alongside the Jedi. And now he’s fighting the Vong with us as well.”

Your Father salutes them, then nods. “It’s nice to meet you all.”

You point each and every girl out. “You already know my Secretary, Prosecutor.” Prosecutor bows politely. “That’s Redemption, a Neb-B Frigate.” Redemption smiles, bowing as well. “Black Hawk, Agility, Tellstar, and Sundered Heart, my corvettes.” They bow as well, politely. “My heavy ships, Resolute, Finalizer, Profundity, VP, and Force of Commerce.” They bow as well. Finalizer however looks at your Father skeptically, as do VP and Force of Commerce. “Supports, Acheron, Assessor, and Arc Hammer.”

“A very mixed fleet,” says your Father. “It’s good to meet you all. I’m sure my Son has been treating you all with respect.”

Finalizer says, “The Lord Admiral commands respect from all of us, and we reward him with our undying loyalty and ferocity in combat!” She pumps her fist, fierce eyes glowing brightly. “We would do anything for our Lord Admiral! Everything!” Everyone stares at Finalizer.

… well, she’s praising you at least.

Agility steps forward, looking up at Father. “Wow, you’re old.” Father quirks her brow. “You know, Prosecutor irons all of our clothes. She could iron you too to get those wrinkles out.” PFFFFFT

Father tilts his head, then looks at you, confused.

> Shake your head. Nope nope nope gonna laugh
> “Agility. That’s rude. Back in line.”
> “What. She’s not lying.”
> Other

>>1525056
>Shake your head, turn away, Try not to laugh, Cry laugh.
>Mutter she's not wrong.

>>1525056
> Shake your head. Nope nope nope gonna laugh

>>1525056
>> Shake your head. Nope nope nope gonna laugh

>>1525056
> “What. She’s not lying.”
>Laugh. Laugh hard.

>>1525056
>Shake your head. Nope nope nope gonna laugh
>Fail to hold in a giggle

>>1525056
That option got literally one vote.

>>1525056
>> Shake your head. Nope nope nope gonna laugh

>>1525056
> Shake your head. Nope nope nope gonna laugh

> Shake your head. Nope nope nope gonna laugh

You shake your head, grinding your teeth together in an effort not to laugh. Oh boy, the innocence of children. How lovely it can be and yet how savage it can be as well. To be a kid again is always a fantasy most people have you suppose.

Father pats Agility on the head, making her grumble indignantly. “Bold of you, Agility. I’m not that old. Well, I look forward to fighting alongside you all. I’m sure my Son is ready and willing to command each and every one of you competently. And I’m also sure he is professional and patient with each and every one of you as well.” Agility steps back in line, pouting a little. “Right then.”

“Yes, Father. You should probably get going. I’ll walk you out.” The girls all group together, apparently trying not to laugh at Agility just said to him. It may not have been funny by itself. It was the sheer audacity of the act that probably got most of them. Even Resolute seems particularly tickled by it. Regardless though, you step outside the door with your Father. The door shuts behind you to give you two some privacy. “So? What do you think?”

“Interesting bunch,” he says. “I’m very surprised none of them claim to be your girlfriend.” That’ll change later. “Regardless, the sheer size of your Fleet I suppose is a testament to some amount of experience. I’ll give credit where it’s due, it’s tough enough leading real people. It’s tougher leading the Starship Girls.”

“Are you saying they’re not real people, Father?” you ask.

“Of course,” he says. “They’re weapons, tools. Once we find a better weapon than them of course, we’ll retire them like we did the old Venators or the ARC-170s. War changes us you know.” You roll your eyes. Oh great, another speech about the nature of war. “Anyway. I’ll leave you to your girls, Boy. But rest assured, I better not hear you wasting your time on trying to seduce any of them. You’re an Admiral now. Act the part.”

> “Please. I’ll seduce all of them if I want to.”
> “I don’t need to act. I am an Admiral.”
> “Eh, sod off, you geezer.”
> Other

>>1525293
> “I don’t need to act. I am an Admiral.”
>It'd also do well to remember that those girls are people as well, Wither others accept it or not.

>>1525293
>> “I don’t need to act. I am an Admiral.”

>>1525293
> “I don’t need to act. I am an Admiral.”

>>1525293
>> “I don’t need to act. I am an Admiral.”

> “I don’t need to act. I am an Admiral.”

“I don’t need to act like an Admiral, Father. I –am- an Admiral. And trust me, there are far more important people that I don’t want to let down than you.” You motion down the hallway for him. “On your way now, Captain. You’re dismissed.”

Father grunts, then respectfully salutes you. “Admiral.” He sharply turns on his feet and leaves. Ugh. Finally, you’re rid of him. You turn to the door and open it up. Now you can-

You find all your Starship Girls crouching beside the door, apparently having listened in on the conversation. They all whistle innocently, dispersing. But you manage to catch one of them. Black Hawk. “How much did you hear?”

She whimpers a little. “Oh… not everything.” You look to all the girls, who stand around awkwardly. “I mean, we’ve never had a Father before, Admiral. So it’s not like we know what it’s like to… well, do things with a father.”

You roll your eyes. “Rest assured, my Father is the least of my worries.” You let go of Black Hawk’s collar, letting her go free back with the rest of the corvettes. “Now all of you have met him. Yes, he’s the man that made me the man I am today. We’re not on the best of terms, but I will not let them affect my command. It’s my job to preside over all of you. Got that?”

“Yes, sir,” they state.

“Good. Good.”

> “Now who’s up for dessert?”
> “Since Lord Vader and company are here, make yourselves look useful. Get in the simulators.”
> “I’m retiring to my office. Do as you will.”
> Other

>>1525574
> “Now who’s up for dessert?”
Reward corvettes!

>>1525574
>Simulations for a few hours then Dessert and bed

>>1525574
>> “I’m retiring to my office. Do as you will.”

>>1525574
>>1525627
This is fair

>>1525678
Can't go wrong with a bit of practice, especially when the Vong are supposed to be stopping by with a Hell in a Handbasket Special.

>>1525708
Well our corvettes worked hard, but Darth Vader is here so we have to be a 'little' stricter.

> fuck it simulations then dessert and chill

-

-

You run the girls through the simulators for a few hours. Mostly for show you suppose. Lord Vader is here, as is your Father. You want to make it look like you actually do things around here rather than just sit back, wait for your girls to do things, or occasionally undress them in your head and speculate how nuts they are in bed. For now though, you have to settle with the girls getting acquainted with Assessor in the simulations. “Assessor!” Finalizer holds up a hand, blocking a holoshot from a simulation enemy. “Aren’t you going to help?”

Assessor and Acheron sit back, way back. The both of them sip on some tea, slouching back. “Oh, I suppose.” Assessor hands her saucer and cup to Acheron, then grabs one of the orbs on her belt. She fires off an energy flux, distorting the light in it like a heatwave, before catching one of the simulation ships. “There.” The ship appears to be immobile.

“She’s immobilized the ship!” yells Profundity. “ATTACK!”

Resolute holds up a hand. “Wait, Profundity. Just because it’s immobilized-“ Profundity charges ahead, and immediately headbutts a sizable dent into the ship. “… on second thought, nevermind.” Profundity punches and headbutts the ship severely, making the other Starship Girls slowly back away in discomfort.

Finally however, you end the simulation. “You know what that means, girls?” you ask. All the corvettes’ eyes light up, as do Commerce’s. F4 wheels up a table of ice cream bowls for them, which they immediately take and start chowing down on.

Assessor glares at one of the ice cream bowls. “An interesting mixture of frozen dairy products mixed with sugar and fruit flavoring.”

“It’s ice cream,” says Agility. “Eat some!” Agility takes a spoonful of her own ice cream and shoves it into Assessor’s mouth. Assessor glares intensely at Agility, but does not spit the ice cream out, instead munching on it slowly. All the girls start picking up bowls of ice cream at this rate, happily talking and chatting amongst themselves.

Finalizer tugs on your sleeve. “Lord Admiral.” She whispers in your ear. “When do we kill your Father?”

“You what?” you almost yell. You look at her, surprised.

She gently walks you away from the group, who seem a little curious before going back to eating. “This is your chance to assert your dominance by destroying your Father and taking control of your bloodline! You could dominate your own life with him out of the way! Then as per the Rule of Two, we could replace him.” She grins happily. “What do you say, Lord Admiral?”

> “I’m not going to kill my Father. Yet.”
> “I’m not going to kill my Father.”
> “Tempting.”
> Other

>>1525893
> “Tempting.”

>>1525893
> “Tempting.”
BUT
> “I’m not going to kill my Father.”

Better to have him stew in his own bitterness has you rise above and beyond in the Imperial ranks/

>>1525893
>> “I’m not going to kill my Father.”

>>1525893
> “Tempting.”

>>1525893
Finalizer is adorable.

>Tempting
> “I’m not going to kill my Father.”
>Probably.

Maybe
>Headpat shipfu

> “Tempting.”

Hm, killing your Father, the so-called Rule of Two with Finalizer? On the one hand, you can’t just kill your Father. On the other hand, you could just kill your Father and bring Finalizer home as breeding material. Decisions, decisions. “It’s tempting, but I’ll have to pass for now. I can’t exactly kill my Father out of nowhere you know. Because he’s my Father.”

Finalizer scratches her chin, nodding slowly. “I see, I see. Biding your time then.” She leans in close. “I love strategy! Well then.” She starts whipping some ice cream into her mouth. “I shall leave you for now, Admiral. We must discuss this later.” With that, Finalizer goes back to mingling with the other Starships.

F4 rolls up to you, questioningly turning his dome to you. “Did Finalizer just suggest you kill your own Father?” You nod. “And you refused?”

“I find that a slow torturous death is more deserving for him anyway,” you state. “We’ll see what happens.”

F4 says, “Speaking of which, Admiral Reike and Lord Vader have requested your presence in the briefing room.” You tilt your head, curiously. “Sir, with Death Squadron here, this is probably one of the largest concentrations of Imperial ships anywhere in the Galaxy. Even Admiral Reike’s personal SSSD is here. We could be vulnerable. I suggest you say that to them.”

“Vulnerable?” You snicker. “We have Lord Vader on our side, and several of the most powerful ships in the Galaxy, not to mention the Starship Girls. Kuat is safe. For now at least.”

F4 whirs nervously. “So you say. They still need you regardless.”

“Right.” You take a bowl of ice cream with you. “I’m going.”

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>>1526091
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Finalizer is for ____

>>1526101
Marriage and many children.

>>1526101
Headpats, and Handholding.

>>1526101
Snuggles and Cuddles.

Not only was Admiral Reike and Lord Vader in the briefing room, so too were General Kalani and Admiral Figuroa along with many other staff officers as well. Commander Kohlenkau had managed to catch you and follow you to the briefing. “As you can see, our strength now includes several dozen Star Destroyers, up to a hundred cruiser and patrol corvettes, and of course SSDs Executor and Undertaker.”

“What about Kuat’s personal defense fleet?” asks Admiral Figuroa.

“Numbers up to twenty Star Destroyers and fifty corvettes, along with five Quasar Fire-class light carriers,” says Admiral Reike. “For now, the already difficult to assail Kuat is now functionally impregnable. If the Vong want to attack, they will take astonishing casualties. Especially if we were to order ourselves in a neat and orderly fashion, with intense discipline to our ranks. No glory hogging or showboating.” He presses a button on the tactical map showing the system and the outlying space around it. “Even now, the Yuuzhan Vong begin to rally more ships. We presume a large part of their existing force in the Galaxy. They outnumber our own ships at least three to one, not to mention bringing in at least dozen Princesses. And my IGV listening ships have already reported that a Worldship is also on its way.”

All the staff officers in the room shift around nervously, glancing at each other. Lord Vader, accompanied by his secretary Devastator, stares silently at the map.

“So.” Admiral Figuroa glares at the map. “We’re in a pickle.”

“Pretty much.” Admiral Reike folds his arms. “The Vong have us in an Atollon situation. They’ve managed to gather us up in a convenient location. And now they’re springing the trap as we speak. Not only could they eliminate Kuat, but they could eliminate a large part of the Imperial Navy.”

“So what do we do then?” asks a staff officer. “We can’t just attack them, can we?”

“How do we face such a large force?” asks another.

> “Hey. They’re just dumb drones. No match for Imperial discipline.”
> “Tough question. I’m sure Lord Vader has the answer.”
> Remain quiet. Let the briefing go by.
> Other

>>1528174
> “Tough question. I’m sure Lord Vader has the answer.”
>Also when given the choice, bring up what F4 had said.

>>1528174
>>1528176
This.

Do we have any sort of.. .Nukes? I mean would it be possible for us to start crippling their fleet Do they have any holdings that are undefended now? Perhaps we could use this instance to have other fleets snap up and recover lost areas and cut off current supply lines?

>>1528174
>>1528176
This

>>1528174
>>1528193
Yes, go for supply line raids and spoiling attacks on staging areas.

> “Tough question. I’m sure Lord Vader has the answer.”
> Other

“It’s a tough question, I know,” you say. “We are vulnerable, all of us here at once. We lose ourselves here, that could cripple the Empire against the Vong. Perhaps even lose us the war. So I need not remind you all how important it is that we win this battle.” All the staff officers begin murmuring and whispering among each other, hints of concern and worry it seems.

They are silenced however by Lord Vader raising his hand. “Enough.” You all look to him. “The Yuuzhan Vong are a tough adversary. But they are not invincible. What they lack in strength and discipline they make up for in sheer numbers.” He points to the massed fleet. “Here is our Fleet. We will array our Star Destroyers in a circular pattern around the planet. Our corvettes and patrol craft will take a wide cordon in the system. If the Vong are spotted approaching, we will know. Meanwhile, forces outside of Kuat will being low level offensive operations to counteract whatever losses we take at Kuat. However, we will not however commit ourselves to a protracted fight here.”

“What do you mean?” asks Admiral Figuroa. He snickers. “You’re not suggesting we abandon Kuat, are you, Lord Vader?” Lord Vader turns his head to Figuroa, making him shrink a little in fear. “… my Lord.”

“That is exactly what I’m suggesting. If it is clear this battle is lost. We cannot sacrifice the ships we already have, versus the ships we may have. Be a constant look out for the Vong ships. You are dismissed.” Lord Vader turns around, taking his leave. Devastator picks up the end of his cape, happily following behind him.

“… what kind of pep talk was that!?” yells a shocked staff officer. Everyone now seems worried, concerned, frightful even. You don’t blame them. Sacrificing a fleet versus sacrificing Kuat? It can’t come to that, can it? What’s Lord Vader thinking? Perhaps the Grand Admiral is taking this time to reclaim lost territory, much as you hate that blue-skinned freak. It would be nice if he was doing that just to make the loss of such a planet sting a little less.

Commander Kohlenkau however is the only staff officer who seems undisturbed by this. “Admiral. You seem distressed. I take it you disagree with Lord Vader?”

> “If I did, I’d be dead.”
> “No, he has a point.”
> “That’s for another time, Commander.”
> Other

>>1528272
> “I have faith, That's all that matters currently.”

>>1528272
> “No, he has a point.”
>I merely hope we we can exploit the enemy's current position in other areas.

>>1528272
>“No, he has a point.”

>>1528272
>> “No, he has a point.”
>> I just hope it doesn't come to that.

>>1528272
>> “No, he has a point.”

> “No, he has a point.”

“No, he has a point. I just hope we can exploit other areas the Vong is leaving defenseless.” You fold your arms, watching the mass of staff officers leave. “That many ships they’re bringing to bear? They have to be leaving some worlds defenseless. Question is if it’ll be worth trading Kuat for all the territory we might reclaim.”

Commander Kohlenkau says, “I certainly think so. Territorial conquest can bring with it amazing amounts of good fortune provided we invest in it, Admiral.” Right, of course.

F4 rolls up to you. “Sir. The Vong could attack at any point. Should I have the girls scrambled and ready on armed patrol?”

“Not just yet, they’re probably still having fun,” you say. “I don’t want to spoil things for them just yet.”

“Oh yes. Let them have fun while Kuat is strangled, I’m quite relieved you prefer that, sir,” says F4.

Commander Kohlenkau stares at F4, then looks at you. “Why is this droid so snippy?”

“Long story.” You sigh, rubbing your nose. “Listen, Commander. Return to the Lucifuge. Prepare to deploy. And F4, keep tabs on Lord Vader and Admiral Reike for me, alright?” Commander Kohlenkau salutes, and F4 gives an affirmative beep.

Right then, what to do now?

> See what the girls are up to now.
> Call an armed patrol. Spoil the fun now.
> Retire for now. You’re tired.
> Other

>>1528490
> Call an armed patrol. Spoil the fun now.
Perhaps we can go out with them on our ship? Either way I don't want them to get too far out, if the attack comes we want them in a position to flee.

>>1528490
> Call an armed patrol. Spoil the fun now.

>>1528490
> Call an armed patrol. Spoil the fun now.

>>1528490
>> Call an armed patrol. Spoil the fun now.

>>1528490
>> Call an armed patrol. Spoil the fun now.

> Call an armed patrol. Spoil the fun now.

-

-

“Aw, are we really going on patrol?” You stand on the bride of the Lucifuge, with Commander Kohlenkau overseeing the little details. Your Starship Girls communicate over short range channels directed to your ship. Agility in particular is a little miffed. “I wanted to race the new girl.”

“I am not for racing,” says Assessor.

Resolute says, “Quiet down, children. Words of wisdom from the Admiral are coming.”

“Yes, indeed.” You call them out as they fly in formation out towards space. “We’re going on armed patrol today, girls. Each and every one of you. You’ll be flying around to make safe Kuat for the night.”

“Wow! Look at all the ships!” says Prosecutor. “I’ve never seen so many Imperial ships in one place before!”

“It’s Kuat,” says Arc Hammer. Even you managed to drag her out here for whatever reason. “It’s our home. They know it as well as we do.”

“Is it because of all the Vong?” asks Tellstar.

“Who knows!” yells Profundity. “Fighting’s fighting! Regardless of how many there are! This will be a fine battle to fight once they close the distance!”

“There’s not that much Vong out there, is there?” asks Black Hawk. “If there was, the Admiral would let us know, right?” Er…

“Quiet down now. Keep in formation,” says Prosecutor. “We’ll go to cruise speed, Admiral.” Right, right. You leave the tactical computer on the bridge and check the maps. The Lucifuge is holding steady in planetary orbit for now, as are most of the older cruisers in Death Squadron. The new Star Destroyers are a little farther out. And even further out were the speedier corvettes. Coming out also in armed patrol were the other Starship Girl fleets of Admiral Reike, Admiral Figuroa, General Kalani, and Darth Vader. They split out in their own directions.

For now, it appears Kuat is a ring of steel.

Commander Kohlenkau hands you a datapad. “Sir, the scouting reports.” You nod. “IGV listening vessels report Vong corvette-classes poking and prodding at our defenses. No further commitment from them on our end.”

“Testing our defenses?” you ask.

“Possibly,” says Commander Kohlenkau. “I would advise we hold position and wait for them to come to us. Our defense is prepared and ready for any assault.” Very good, very good.

> Attach your Starship Girl fleet to another fleet. (Whose?)
> Keep on steady patrol for now.
> Venture out farther. See what you can see.
> Other

>>1528687
> Venture out farther. See what you can see.

>>1528687
> Keep on steady patrol for now.

>>1528687
> Venture out farther. See what you can see.
Sometimes a risk is needed to score something good.

>>1528687
> Keep on steady patrol for now.

I feel bad now

>>1528687
>> Keep on steady patrol for now.

> Keep on steady patrol for now.

You decide for now to restrict the girls around to just a couple tens of kilometers past the past space station. You’ll hold in orbit, ready with hyperspace coordinates to a nearby system for retreat. “Man, things are so eerie, don’t you feel it?” says Agility.

Tellstar says, “There is much tension in the air.”

Redemption says, “Chin up, girls. We’ll beat back the Vong and then we’ll carry the day all the way to the end of the war.”

“I’m not getting any readings,” says Sundered Heart. “What about you, Black Hawk?”

“Nada!” says Black Hawk. “Shame really, as a Lancer-class I should be getting far more than this.”

Commander Kohlenkau turns to you. “Sir. Incoming report from an advance scout.” You walk on over to her, as does F4. You lean over the shoulder of the technician patching the report through. “Vong cruisers have entered the Kuat system at long range. Approximately five strong, backed up by two corvettes. A Star Destroyer-class has also entered the system along with a Star Destroyer Princess.”

“Any reinforcements?” you ask.

“Nothing,” says Commander Kohlenkau.

“It appears they’re probing our defenses more actively,” says F4. “Have Admiral Reike and the others been alerted?”

“Yes sir,” says the technician. “They’re holding position- wait.” He pulls up a screen, showing an entire Starship Girl fleet and several Star Destroyers breaking defensive formation. “It’s Admiral Figuroa. His fleet is breaking defensive formation!” The bastard! He’s breaking the formation! He’s going to risk it all for some glory NOW OF ALL TIMES!?

> Hail Admiral Figuroa, tell him to stop!
> Hurry to interpose your ship and your Starship Girls in front of him.
> Let him rot, his mistake.
> Other

>>1528933
>> Hail Admiral Figuroa, tell him to stop!
> Hurry to interpose your ship and your Starship Girls in front of him.

>Inform he is acting directly against the orders of Lord Vader.
>If possible open a Channel with Lord Vader as well.

>>1528933
this>>1528945

>>1528933
>Hail Admiral Figuroa, tell him to stop!

Confirm with him if he has recieved orders to challenge the Vong. Have our fleet rev up up to pull him out (ok pull his shipgirls and fleet out)

Basically, make him admit he's a fuck up.

>>1528933
> Hail Admiral Figuroa, tell him to stop!
> Ask if orders have changed from high command and him, if not Interpose ourselves on him.

>>1528933
>>1528945
This,

We do not have time for this bullshit. Hell, if anything have Vader Force choke him and either we or Kalani gets the feet.

>>1528965
Yeah I'm hoping Vader will strangle him.

> Hail Admiral Figuroa, tell him to stop!
> Hurry to interpose your ship and your Starship Girls in front of him.

“Get me Lord Vader. And get me Admiral Figuroa!” you order. “Get our ship in front of their course now!” The technician nods, hurrying to set up comms channels. The helmsman as well boosts the ship forward to intercept Admiral Figuroa’s fleet. Unfortunately, you only manage to get the Star Destroyers to turn away and fly around you. The corvettes however stop. Damn his eyes!

Admiral Figuroa’s fleet has now left an incredibly sizable gap in the Kuat defense ring. You could understand if Figuroa’s fleet was nearby. But no, he was on the –other side of the planet-. The selfish bastard!

“Sir, Admiral Figuroa is responding!” says a comms techie. A hologram appears of him. And the first thing you notice is his smug face.

“Admiral,” says Figuroa. “What’s the matter? Why are you blocking my path?”

“You’re breaking formation!” you yell. “We have a gap now in our lines thanks to you!”

“Relax!” says Figuroa. “The Vong have sent us a good gift in the form of an advance party! We can defeat them in detail, move onto the rest!”

“They’re trying to goad us into splitting up like this!” you yell.

Figuroa huffs. “I always figured you a coward, Admiral. No wonder Lord Vader-“ He coughs, then immediately starts grabbing at his collar. What the- You step back, cringing. Oh no. Figuroa gasps loudly, collapsing to a knee. Commander Kohlenkau steps back, her eyes wide. You tug a little at your collar, watching Figuroa struggle for breath. Oh goodness, don’t let that happen to you. Figuroa’s eyes bug out, his face going blue as he reaches out for air. Finally he collapses, a final death rattle leaving him.

Lord Vader appears on hologram next to him. “Admiral Figuroa has been relieved of command. General Kalani.” General Kalani appears as well. “Take command of Admiral Figuroa’s fleet and hurry to re-establish order now.”

“By your command, my Lord,” Kalani drones.

“Sir!” A bridge officer looks back to you, his eyes filled with horror. “We’ve picked up more hyperspace signatures. It’s the Vong.” You step up to the window quickly. Popping out of hyperspace now, near where Admiral Figuroa left a gap in the defense, were dozens of cruisers, Star Destroyers, and hundreds of corvettes. Thousands of fighters escape from little pores in their flesh-like construction, screening them in.

You suddenly do not feel bad about Figuroa dying.

“They haven’t committed their Starship Princesses,” says Commander Kohlenkau, regaining her composure. “This attack is a diversion.”

> Hold position, let Kalani get things sorted in the gap.
> Immediately throw your ships into the gap.
> Call the retreat, there’s no way.
> Other

>>1529151
>> Hold position, let Kalani get things sorted in the gap.
>>Other
Ask Kalani if he needs us to attack to buy him time to re-organize

>>1529151
This works >>1529160

>>1529151
>Hold position, let Kalani get things sorted in the gap.

And this >>1529160

Imperial strength comes from coordination.

>>1529151
>> Hold position, let Kalani get things sorted in the gap.

>>1529151
>hold position

We retreat when vader says too

>>1529151
>>1529160
This.

> Hold position, let Kalani get things sorted in the gap.

“We’ll hold position then. Kalani.” Kalani turns to you, ready to receive your word. “Let me know when you need us to attack, we can buy you time to re-org and regroup your ships.”

Kalani nods, but then says, “I am a droid. I do not need helping with organization. Good luck, Admiral.” The holograms all fade out. You turn back to the tactical map, and find the massive force heading for the gap. To his credit, Kalani is right. Figuroa’s fleet and Kalani’s fleet have begun regrouping back towards the gap to begin defensive measures. You have to hand it to that droid, he can certainly manage a Fleet. Still, it will take time, and damage will be done before he can organize a solid defense.

“Sir!” One of the bridge officers calls to you. “We have more Vong ships dropping out of hyperspace now at our position!” You see sparks of light shine through the stars. And then they immediately turn into Yuuzhan Vong cruisers, corvettes, and Star Destroyers.

“Oh wow!” yells Finalizer. “They bring the fight to us!”

“Ha ha! They dare attack us like this, I don’t think so!” yells Profundity. “Let’s get them!”

“Hold formation!” says Resolute. They form a wedge formation facing the incoming Vong formation. “Wait for the Admiral’s orders!”

“How strong are they?” you ask.

“Twenty cruisers, fifteen corvettes, three Star Destroyers,” states the technician.

“Admiral Reike is reporting more Vong are dropping into the fight near his position as well!” says another officer. You watch the tactical map start to glow red with spots of Yuuzhan Vong. Imperial ships all over the grid are beginning to engage Yuuzhan Vong forces. They’re starting to close in now. The battle is joined. “Wait. Sir! I’m getting a massive power reading!” Two Star Destroyers move in to assist you. Even your Father’s ISD Despot is moving behind you to provide support.

“Is it a Princess?” you ask.

“Yes, sir!” says the technician. “But-… its class. I can’t identify it!”

“What do you mean you can’t-“ A shadow suddenly falls over the hull of your ship. What in the hell? You look out the window. Casting a shadow by standing in front of the star of Kuat was a Princess alright. She was Lusankya’s size. But her form was hidden by a black cloak, regal in nature, with a dark hood shading her face but not her glowing blue eyes. She wielded a massive angular staff, sharpened with teeth and claws. And she pointed it directly at your ships.

[1/2]

>>1529528
[2/2]

“EVASIVE ACTION!” yells Prosecutor. The Starship Girls split away.

“Break left, helmsman!” You all get shaken as the ship starts to turn away. The Princess fires a blinding beam of green energy. The beam slashes past your ship and hits one of the Star Destroyers. It explodes into debris and dust, shooting shrapnel and metal all over the place. What in the hell was that!?

She glares at all of you intensely as more Princesses join the battle behind her.

> SUPER STAR DESTROYER PRINCESS <
> %CL(PS@ <

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>>1529540
That's it for tonight. Unfortunately there's no LGA2 tomorrow. And probably not next weekend either. Next week we'll switch back to Starship Idols. Hope you all enjoyed. May the KuatColles be with you and what not.

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>>1529550
>>1529540
Good run and OH NO, ITS AN ECLIPSE CLASS WITH A SUPER LASER. ITS A TRAP.

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>>1529550
Thanks for the fun, boss

>%CL(PS@
Oh Hell balls!

>Unfortunately there's no LGA2 tomorrow. And probably not next weekend either.

Its all over! Elodie is pregnant! LGA sold for scrap! Airplanes paint bombing everything!

The End Times are upon us!

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>>1529614
it's just a small sabbatical anon calm down

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>>1529627
>calm down

>>1529638
SHES DEAD. WHAT DID YOU DO TO HER ANON.

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>>1529660
She's sleeping, see how she clutches the blanket

>>1529684
Thats called a death grip Anon.

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>>1529699

Look, you frightened her.

Now apologize!

>>1529719
ITS MAGIC, SHE DISAPPEARED. BURN THE WITCH.

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>>1529732
Nah, she just went to get something to tide her over until dinner

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