Important links:

>Synopsis of Dark Empire (To quickly catch up)
https://pastebin.com/h7uFmbpt

>Archive
http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?searchall=Dark+Empire

>Twitter feed I use to announce planned game times.
https://twitter.com/DarkEmpireQuest

>This is the map system I use for planning
http://www.swgalaxymap.com/

>Official political map
https://imgur.com/bNUpg6e

I allow between ten and twenty minutes for voting depending on the importance of the issue and how divided the vote is. If the vote is tied up, I usually allow an extra five minutes for a tie breaker, and if no one votes, I roll for the tie breaker The will of the Dark Side.

I always try to incorporate (and encourage!) write ins if they don't violate the spirit of voted decisions, though I may edit or tweak them to fit better.

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The plans to modernize and expand your navy are well under way with the new ship classes having been designed and the first prototypes laid down at the Naval Yards above Foerost where they are now undergoing trials. In effect, the entire core building blocks of your main battle unit- a Star Destroyer and its escorts- are being replaced.

There remains the decision of which exact course to take to upgrade your navies. Two major plans have been proposed by your Naval board. The first, the Hsiao Plan, is more broad in scope. It aims to replace the Strike-Class, Carrack-Class, and Lancer-Class ships currently in wide service with two new ship classes. The Velox and Kontos class frigates. These ships have performed well during their trials, but are fresh hull designs which will take extensive retooling at all major shipyards to being producing in any considerable number. That said, they are fresh designs which use the latest combat data from engagements across your military. Expensive, time consuming, but thorough.

The second option, one that has been put forward by a number of high-ranking Bureaucrats on the Naval Board favors speed and cost efficiency for this upgrade over raw power. The so-called 'Refit Plan' has drawn up methods of retrofitting existing escort vessels in order to extend their lifespan further. The Carrack-Class Refit, the Eidolon-Type Strike-Class Refit, and the underutilized Raider-Class would become the mainstay of your escort fleet. These new designs emphasize survivability and internal hangar space to better fit with current doctrine. These refits could be conducted at virtually any maintenance yard and, while they will take some time to perform, not to mention to produce the refit packages, it will enable your fleet to be quickly rebuilt, though maybe not to the standard of the Hsiao plan.

There is also the option of a mixture of these plans, to try to pick and choose the best options, however, trying to run these plans concurrently will strain your industrial capacity past its breaking point, and even though the refit package is comparatively quick, it will still take a significant amount of time and effort and cannot be undertaken lightly.


>Hsiao Plan
>Refit Plan
>Mixed Option (write in)

>>2604007
>Refit Plan
Escorts are just fodder desu.

>>2604007
>Refit Plan
Rather spend the effort for another fleet or newer SDs than this.

>>2604034
>>2604064
>Refit Plan


>Writing

>>2604007
>Hsiao Plan
it's going to suck in the short term but it's currently peace time and as such the perfect time to upgrade our fleet further. Also remember anons escorts are the only thing keeping rebel fighters from doing their bullshit on our capital ships.

>>2604109
fuck too late

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You saw little need to spend precious resources on a fresh, new line of escort ships when the old ones absorbed torpedoes and turbolaser fire as effectively as any. Beside which, it were your capital ships that would carry the day. You sign off on the refit plan which will see your escorts taken in in batches to be overhauled. As for your capital ships, two plans have likewise been proposed for your Star Destroyer fleet which forms the backbone of your navy. A prototype of a new class of Star Destroyer has been constructed in Foerost orbit where it makes use of larger fighter hangers and heavier shielding, in line with modern military requirements. The ship performs well, but will have to be purpose built and cannot be retrofitted to your Imperial-II fleet, though scrapping the old Imperial IIs will provide many useful components for their construction.

The second option is a refit to what is being called Imperial-III. More robust shielding and a more powerful sensor suit are among the list of improvements. This is a refit package that can be applied at any shipyard to your existing navy. Like the escort refit it will take time to apply but will be much quicker than replacing every ship.

Whichever plan is chosen will ultimately be applied to every ship in your navy before being used to build new vessels.

>New Star Destroyer Class
>Imperial III-Class Refit
>Mixed option (write in)

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>>2604127
>>2604130
Sorry anon, you would have been outvoted anyhow, Here, have an Eidolon-Class Striek Refit as consolation.

>>2604140
>New Star Destroyer Class

>>2604140
>New Star Destroyer Class
What's her name?

>>2604140
>>New Star Destroyer Class

>>2604157
That will be voted on if it wins :D feel free to pitch ideas if you have them, otherwise I have some premade

>>2604140
>New Star Destroyer Class

>New Star Destroyers

'bout damn time

>>2604152
>>2604157
>>2604160
>>2604169

Consensus is clear.

>New Star Destroyer Class

>Writing

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A new battle group forms, final specifications signed off by you and sent to the War College on Anaxes and the Naval Board on Coruscant for final approval and tweaks, now if you can only roll it out in time to be used in combat.

With the ships themselves selected, it falls to you to name it.

>Piett-Class
>Domitor-Class
>Invicta-CLass
>write in

>>2604259
>Invicta-CLass

>>2604259
Impervious class

>>2604259
>We Got-Class

or Invicta

>>2604259
Verutum

>>2604259
So is naming anything after Vader taboo for us then?

>>2604304
A: He betrayed and killed you
B: Vader was the opposite of popular with the navy

>>2604325
Yeah but can we really blame him? It was nice while it lasted

>>2604259
>Invicta-Class

>>2604301
N-no

>Invicta-Class
>>2604275
>>2604287
>>2604354

>writing

>>2604345
>Yeah but can we really blame him?
Probably yes.

The Invicta-Class will one day be the new face of your Empire, but they will have to be purpose-built to fill this roll. Still, this gives you the opportunity ot phase out your Imperial-Class warships to serve in sector defense fleets and serve as a sort of reserves.

While your mainstay navy is being used for occupation duty, local shipyards are hard at work to reassemble the once mighty Sector Fleets that handle the day-to-day occupation duties of your Empire. In the past, a sector fleet would contain many Star destroyers, but now virtually every one of those has been scraped into front line service. Now sector patrol is handled by an aging fleet of Nebulon-series ships, Dreadnaughts, and in many cases, older clone-wars vintage ships, Acclamators, Venators and the like. Ships like this were nothing but cannon fodder on a modern battlespace, but they were more than adequate to be crewed with a local militia and used for patrol.

Even now, vast armadas of aging warships are rolling out to ply the hyperlanes and ensure your will is being upheld. Your sector fleets have so far had little direct role in combat, acting mostly as a reserve pool to draw officers and crew from as need arises. Now as the empire expands and fills its borders , their roll is more important than ever. The addition of a small Corellian sector fleet and the turncoat forces of the Bothawui Protectorate help immeasurably, but you will need to lean more on the Sector fleets more than ever.

To that end, they will need their numbers bolstered. Currently this is done by whatever means the sector Moffs have, namely contracting the local shipyards to build warships, or paying privateers or even pirates to undertake customs duties. More could be done to assist them, though it would slow down any naval build up or modernization.

One proposal is to have them take a small percentage of older naval ships and gear, even before it's considered obsolete, just to give them a slight edge., though this will slightly hamper number build up.

It is also possible to divest a percentage of your shipbuilding capacity specifically for creating purpose-built patrol craft and picket ship.

Likewise they could continue doing things as they have and simply scrounging what they need.


>Give them a number of hand-me down warships
>Divert shipyards to make purpose-built patrol fleets
>They will have to make do with whatever is on hand
>Write in

>>2604396
Let's give them hand me downs. We need to start improving our defense

>>2604396
>Give them a number of hand-me down warships

We REALLY need to get more shipyards built

>>2604396
>Give them a number of hand-me down warships

>>2604396
>Give them a number of hand-me down warships

>>2604422
>We REALLY need to get more shipyards built
Keep in mind that your shipyards are making a LOT at the moment. The majority is tied up with civilian shipping and merchant marine which is not glamorous, but vital. Plus the Empire is expanding very rapidly AND absorbing lots of losses that have to be replaced. Building something as massive as a Star Destroyer takes time, even for Kuat. More fleets are on the way though, but modernization of the fleet is going to stall that for a bit while old ships are replaced.

>>2604396
>Give them a number of hand-me down warships
hand them ships that were first built during the first empire era.

>Give them a number of hand-me down warships

>writing

You sign the directive with a heavy heart, cursing the slowness of your reconstruction. At your height you had commanded tens of thousands of warships, not a few thousand. Still, this influx from the navy proper should secure your empire's borders.

With these mundane matters behind you, you ensure your throne room is cleared and then admit one of your most closely guarded secrets, a man named Hadrazel who had once been a mage of yours whose body had succumbed to the erosive effects of the Dark Side. Now alive again thanks to Sith sorcery, and here to serve as a conduit to the force for you.

The young man shuffles in, his eyes somehow seeming to convey both elation and nervous fear

"I have seen him, Master," he says, forgoing any formal greeting. "The Grand Admiral. I have seen him in my sleep."

"Have you?" you ask with a merciless grin, "And?"

"He fears that which he does not understand. Thrawn is a genius, his military aptitude is unmatched, but he has no connection to the force itself." Hadrazel wrings his hands anxiously as he talks, not looking directly at you.

"His undoing," you say off offhandedly.

"Don't be so sure, Master. Thrawn has found a master of the force to aid him."

You nearly ask before you remember that Thrawn had already claimed your old storehouse on Wayland. "C'baoth?" you ask.

Hadrazel nods "Yes, I think so."

You shudder to imagine a cloned Jedi Master on Thrawn's side. If it were any consolation, the C'baoth clone was done as preliminary step to test the feasibility of your own cloning process. Unfortunately, for a conscious body like his, insanity was a common side effect to the cloning process.

"Thrawn does not trust your reliance on the force, to him it is folly. He would sooner see you done away with than serve you, but he fears your power."


>Then he will have to be destroyed
>He can still be shown the error of his ways
>We will have to see how the situation unfolds
>Write in

>>2604506
>He can still be shown the error of his ways

>>2604506
>>We will have to see how the situation unfolds

>>2604506
>We will have to see how the situation unfolds
Assassinate C'Baoth if we have to.

TK, if you liked Solo I'm going to put the archives of all your quests so deep into the red.

>>2604506
>>Then he will have to be destroyed
He had his chance. He was offered redemption. He refused.

>>2604506
>>Then he will have to be destroyed
>>2604517
Prepare to be disappointed.

>>2604506
>>We will have to see how the situation unfolds
But
>Then he will have to be destroyed

If he's willing to actually employ an insane Dark Sider clone to counter us then he really won't bend the knee. Perhaps it is time to contact Z'sinj and his minions. He is a far weaker opponent, and if Thrawn were to conquer his territories he could be our downfall.

We can only conjure so many Force Storms at a time.

>>2604506
>He would sooner see you done away with than serve you
It's treason then.gif
>Then he will have to be destroyed

>>2604517
>spoiler
See if I ever share my thoughts about Star Wars with you guys again. Is running a cool throwback quest to the old EU days not good enough redemption? So I haven't actually seen it yet, though my hopes are quite low. The only movie I dread more is the accursed Obi wan movie which I do not understand the draw of. But really though I'm just waiting for my Disney check to clear

>He can still be shown the error of his ways
>>2604510

>We will have to see how the situation unfolds
>>2604516
>>2604517
>>2604548

>Then he will have to be destroyed
>>2604524
>>2604532
>>2604548
>>2604554


>Then he will have to be destroyed

>writing

>>2604506
>He can still be shown the error of his ways
>Write in: "Capable officers area rare thing. We need tomake him see that between me and other force user, i'm his best choice for a secure galaxy."

Ah man...i was to late.

>>2604548
Why are we trusting this guy? As far as we know, he can be just manipulating us.

"If what you say is true then he will have to be destroyed," you say.

Hadrazel nods eagerly, "As you say, Master."

"Now, make ready for the arrival of the young Skywalker child. There is much to be done."

***

Aboard the Imperial Star Destroyer Retribution the bridge is bathed in azure light as the ship tears through hyperspace. Behind the ship and the others in the task force is the battlefields of Da Soocha V, home of a desperate stand made by the surviving members of the Rebellion. Ahead of them . . .

"Coming out of lightspeed, ma'am," Navigation says a moment before they make it a reality.

You note with satisfaction the rest of the fleet is precisely where they are meant to be. In the midst of the flocking warships you see the bulky form of a Bellator-Class Super Star Destroyer, the flagship of the fleet's Admiral, Betl Oxtroe.

You turn away from the viewport and head to the communications suite. "Patch me through to Admiral Oxtroe," you say, needing to report in.

The connection takes just a few minutes and you're met with a miniature hologram of Admiral Oxtroe. "Commander Tyrna," she says, voice low and drab. She lets this address sit for a beat before correcting herself, "Pardon me Admiral Tyrna. I'm pleased to see your task force has arrived. I must congratulate you for your work at Da Soocha. A shame the Rebels escaped." her tone is dour and flat.

"I did what I could, Admiral, and thank you," you reply, your own voice guarded.

"Yes. It's a pleasure to work with you again." If she really considers it a pleasure, her face shows no indication.

You had last served under Oxtroe when you were captain of Splinter, a Victory Class Star Destroyer during the Reconquest of the Core. Notably, you had requested permission to seize the shipyards at Rendilli under your own initiative. A plan that Admiral Oxtroe had taken as her own, and the credit with it.

"Likewise, ma'am," you return, equally blank faced.

Oxtroe is silent for another beat, long enough to take a breath, "I have been told that you are now my senior division commander, as such, I will be relying on you heavily. I expect that you'll carry out my orders with a minimum of fuss."


>Without a doubt, Admiral.
>I suspect we'll function as well, if not better than we have previously
>Certainly. And perhaps you'll be willing to accept the input of an officer who carries the Emperor's favor.
>Write in

>>2604646
Uh... Changing my vote here >>2604651 too

>Without a doubt, Admiral.

>>2604646
>I suspect we'll function as well, if not better than we have previously
New yuri target: acquired.

Unrelated, but is Alana older than Tavira, I know Tavira is unusually young for a Moff.

>>2604646
>>Without a doubt, Admiral. I prefer to be given a strategical objective and the operational freedom to accomplish it.

>>2604646
>Certainly. And perhaps you'll be willing to accept the input of an officer who carries the Emperor's favor.

>Hadrazel nods eagerly, "As you say, Master."

again i ask...why are we trusting this reborned force ghost?

>>2604646
>Without a doubt, Admiral.

Hide your intentions Tyrna...you are still small fish.

>>2604662
>New yuri target
Good luck.

>Age
Leonia doesn't have a canon age as far as I know.

So, some ages:

Alana's father was born ~47 BBY making him ~62 now
Alana was born 22 BBY making her 34-35
Tavira was born 16 BBY making her 27
Ederlathh was born in 6 BBY making her 17


>Without a doubt, Admiral.
>>2604660
>>2604663
>>2604672


>writing

>>2604690
>Ederlathh was born in 6 BBY making her 17
Smells legal to me.

>Leonia doesn't have a canon age as far as I know.
She was 16 when her husband's first wife died, that's all I know.

>>2604697
>Smells legal to me.
Legal, sure, in star wars land, probably.

>>2604697
>She was 16 when her husband's first wife die
Right, her affair started when she was 16 and he died in 4ABY so I am just assuming this was about 4 years after the affair started. QM Perogative.

>>2604672
Why would we trust Thrawn instead?
He still won't return to us even after we destroyed the entire New Republic.
At least this guy owes us his resurrection. I ain't saying double down on his predictions, but he did point out the Rebel fleet over the water planet. He's got some prediction power.

You smile blandly, there was no sense tipping your hand. "Without a doubt, Admiral."

Oxtroe studies your face in silence for another moment as if analyzing a battlefield for firing lanes. "Wonderful. I'll be relaying your jump coordinates momentarily. We have a lot of space to cover and I would prefer we don't dawdle."

"Yes, ma'am."

***

After a few more maneuvers across the empty territory of the Slice, Oxtroe's fleet begins breaking up, dispersing to cover as wide an areas as possible and secure worlds for the Empire, dropping off garrisons and some patrol craft as they go.

Your division however, having been a bit roughed up in the fight at Da Soocha V makes a stop at a former Imperial depot world, Zalloriis. A windswept rock, it nonetheless has an indigenous human population on the surface and a modest Highport in orbit.

Here your ships meet with tender ships loaded with fuel, ammo, spare parts, food, supplies, and replacement pilots, soldiers and crew. You take note of several platoons of replacement Stormtroopers to fill out the ranks of those lost in the landing on the Pinnacle Moon.

You're here scarcely a day when the monotony of R&R is broken up by a transmission.

"Admiral Lobkin is calling for you, ma'am." the message comes into your quarters where you were catching up on the newest novel in the Tie Fighter series, a guilty pleasure of yours. If the communications officer had any inkling of your not-so-secret past with the admiral, he didn't let on.

"Yes," you say, glancing down to make sure your uniform is in order, "Yes, patch him through to my quarters."

"Yes, ma'am."

(1/2)

Last you'd seen Lobkin he was still sore over your cutting personal ties with him after the power disparity in your relationship became clear. The Admiral hadn't wanted a partner, he'd wanted a pet.

You don't dwell on it long before he fuzzes to life on your desk. His otherwise utilitarian field gray uniform matched with a long cloak, thrown over his shoulder. His hair was borderline non-regulation, matching his uniform, and he smoked incessantly. Cigarras that left behind a spicy odor. With his good looks and flippant disregard for austerity you would finger him as more a useless dandy than a competent officer, but you know his combat record said otherwise.

When he sees you he gives a flourish with his arm, sweeping his cape and dips his head slightly. "My congratulations Admiral Tyrna. I heard about the beating you gave the rebels on that Hutt world." He smiles distantly, "Well done.

"Thank you, Admiral," you reply.

"I know it doesn't make up for what they've put us through- in fact I doubt it ever will, but you've left them stinging. They won't soon forget this."

"I think you're right," you say "But mistakes were made. We didn't get to them soon enough and they'll live on. We thought we'd snuffed them out after Hoth you know."

Lobkin dismisses your concern with a wave, "That was Vader. Vader was a fool. Don't you know? The Empire is changed. There's room for people like you and I at the top now." he sucks in through his cigarra and smiles at you.

"The Empire survived the only way it could," you say, "It will continue to survive and thrive."

Lobkin nods, distracted, the rhetoric doesn't seem to interest him.

"It ah-" Lobkin pauses, "Seems you didn't quite need me to advance your career after all. I had you figured wrong, Alana."

You feel a bit uneasy at the use of your name, you'd gone down that road once already.

"I know about how you felt before, and how I seemed and- well, I was wrong. I wanted to ah-" he pauses again, "To put it concisely: perhaps, as equals, you'd like to have another go at things."


>As equals? Maybe. I'll consider it
>It's over, Admiral. Will there be anything else?
>I am not a very forgiving woman, Admiral. It won't be so easy to win my trust back.
>Write in

>>2604734
>I am not a very forgiving woman, Admiral. It won't be so easy to win my trust back.

>>2604732
>the newest novel in the Tie Fighter series
Does Republic Commando also exist?

>>2604734
>I am not a very forgetful woman, Admiral. It won't be so easy to win my trust back.

>>2604734
>>I am not a very forgiving woman, Admiral. It won't be so easy to win my trust back.
We have a new Sith boytoy at home now

>>2604734
>As equals? Maybe. I'll consider it
Play him, gives us leverage.

>>2604736
>Spoiler
Almost certainly.

Tie Fighter also has a series of dog fighting hologames and Holofilms. One of the most recent ones deals with the Rebel theft of the Death star plans. It's called Imperial One.

>I am not a very forgiving woman, Admiral. It won't be so easy to win my trust back.
>>2604736
>>2604737
>>2604742

>writing

You give a humorless smile. "I am not a very forgiving woman, Admiral. It won't be so easy to win my trust back."

"I wouldn't have as much respect for you if you were that simple," Lobkin returns. "I won't trouble you with it now. I just hate to think that we will end things on such bad terms. Take some time and think about it, besides, the Navy may be growing, but it's still a small place. I'm sure we'll see one another soon. Perhaps Empire day? I expect you'll be returning home then."

"I may be going sooner than that. I have an invitation from Grand Inquisitor Amenge to visit his estate on Byss," you reply.

Lobkin's lip turns in a sneer, "Indeed? Well maybe I'll see you then. Will there be anything further?"

You marvel at how quickly his temper turns. "No."

"Well, I hope to see you soon, Alana," he replies.

"I'm sure we shall."

(1/2)

You're once again engrossed in your novel, Baron Soontir Fel is bringing his Tie around for a killing strike on the Rebel flagship when your door chime sounds.

You sigh and put the datapad down on your desk, you should really be doing administrative work anyway. You thumb the comm switch on the wall beside you. "Yes?"

"Ma'am, I'm sorry for the interruption," the modulated voice of a Stormtrooper replies, "But Lieutenant Vells is here to see you. I told him you weren't to be disturbed but-"

"Quite alright. Send him in," you smile to yourself.

A moment later, Vells enters your quarters, wearing the dress uniform of a pilot and looking strange outside of the flight suit you normally see him in.

You clear your throat and Vells, almost reluctantly, pauses to give you a salute. "I thought we'd be past that by now, Admiral."

"I'm afraid that's not the sort of relationship we have, Lieutenant, Protocol exists for a reason."

"Huh," Vells says, unconvinced. He glances around your room. "Big place, wish they could find space like this for me on this tub."

You bristle a bit at your flagship being called a 'tub' but remind yourself this was just insecure fighter jock bravado in the face of naval superiority. "Something I can do for you, Lieutenant?"

"Ma'am. I believe you promised to take me for drinks." Vells eyes don't waver and his expression is totally blank.

You're again struck by how little you know about Vells exactly. He had once seriously offered to kill a man named Bin Luar for you who was causing you personal hardship. He spoke loosely and with a decidedly non-Core accent. He was an excellent pilot and a handsome man, if somewhat rough in appearance. You couldn't help but admire his free spirit and lack of decorum, even if you didn't always agree.

"I have a lot of bureaucracy to catch up on," you say.

Vells nods and glances to the datapad on your desk. You suddenly get nervous that he may be able to read the title from there. "You're busy then?" he asks.

"Not too busy, I suppose," you reply.

"Great. I've been to Zalloriis before, when there was still a base here. It's not bad. So got any idea where you want to go? And don't say the kriffing officer's lounge."


>Her choice (trendy local place)
>His choice (seedy space bar)
>write in

>>2604795
>>His choice (seedy space bar)
DRUNK ALANA TIME

>>2604793
>Her choice (trendy local place)

>>2604795
>His choice (seedy space bar)

>>2604795
>His choice (seedy space bar)

>>2604795
>His choice (seedy space bar)

>>2604795
>His choice (seedy space bar)

I'm retarded, ignore me. This is fucking best boi tie pilot

>>2604795
>>His choice (seedy space bar)

>>2604822
>>2604826
>Switching to a disreputable bar based on his opinion of the man.

What did he mean by this?

>>2604835
A Tie pilot who offered to kill another fucking navy officer for us, isn't somebody I would't trust to watch my back in a seedy space bar.

>>2604835
>spoiler
It's a good way to take Alana out of her uniform?

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>>2604841
>MRW

>His choice (seedy space bar)
>>2604797
>>2604808
>>2604816
>>2604825
>>2604826
>>2604833


>writing

>>2604855
I mean out of a uniform and gala clothing i doubt we have ever seen Alana in civilian clothing, or if she has anything that could go unoticed in a shaddy bar.

Why don't you surprise me. Even now the words echo into your mind as the two of you step into what was charitably called a café. Vells had told you not to come in uniform and now you see why.

The Highport here had once been built to service the Imperial traffic in this area, but after the collapse it had fallen to the seeder side. Dozens of eyes flit to you and Vells as you enter, the pungent smell of alcohol and stale smoke wafts out.

Vells pauses a moment to survey the patrons, each one in turn going back to their business and conversation levels going almost- but not quite- high enough to drown out the off key music playing over the speakers.

Vells takes you to a small both off to the side of the bar, what had once been a viewport was nestled in the wall here, but it had since been covered over with a holo display which was only showing flickering rainbow-colored static.

You look around the bar again, long enough to allow some of your initial shock to wear off. "Emperor's bones, Vells. This is your surprise?"

Vells leans back in his seat, checking the pockets of his Bantha-leather jacket. "It's cheap, it's . . . . Interesting. Reminds me of home a bit."

"Cheap?" you repeat. You know you can remind Vells that he pulls an Officer's salary, but don't bother.

"What's wrong? You want ot go somewhere else? I didn't know you were so picky about your dates, Alana."

"I'm not-" you stop again, "This isn't-"

Vells holds up a hand, "Ah relax, I'm teasing you. Lighten up a bit, okay? We're out of uniform and we're in a bar. We're here to have fun, yeah?"

You drum your fingers on the table and force yourself to relax a bit. You hadn't been a place like this since your days in the Academy, and even then you'd gone with a group of other cadets.

You were lucky to find street clothes that even fit you still, nearly your entire wardrobe is uniforms, a couple old dresses, and work out attire.

Vells somehow makes a wait droid appear at the table and the two of you put in your orders for drinks, then the pilot lapses into awkward silence, toying with a drink coaster as you wait for your order to arrive.
>So what's the deal with you and Zepal? She doesn't seem to like you
>Where are you from Lieutenant?
>How did someone like you end up in the Navy?
>Write in

>>2604871
>So what's the deal with you and Zepal? She doesn't seem to like you

>>2604871
>So what's the deal with you and Zepal? She doesn't seem to like you

>>2604871
>>Where are you from Lieutenant?

>>2604871
>>Where are you from Lieutenant?

>>2604875
>>2604878
>>2604880
>>2604881

>So what's the deal with you and Zepal? She doesn't seem to like you
>Where are you from Lieutenant?

>writing

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That's all the time I have right now guys. I had a fun as always and we will be continuing the game on Thursday at 7 EST, 11 UTC with Vells' answers.

I hope to see you guys then!

Be sure to follow the Twitter or come hang in my discord for reminders about run times or if you hate life and want to suffer with me.

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Speaking of suffering: a happy 30th Thread to myself, and I want to make note that the 1 year anniversary of Dark Empire was last month. WOW Thanks for sticking with me, guys! Could not have done with without you. Anyone been playing since the beginning or are we all fresh meat?


Also, I've always wanted to do one of these:

Vells is for: _______

>>2604904
Thanks for running!
Can we build a new fleet soon?

>Anyone been playing since the beginning or are we all fresh meat?
Ever since thread #2

>Vells is for: _______
Capturing rebels and casual stress relief

>>2604910
>Thanks for running!
Always my pleasure! Thanks for playing

>New Fleet
There are new fleets in the works already, I forget if it's 2 or 3, but a bunch. That will be revealed in coming sessions

>Thread #2
Wow! Thanks for playing. It's been a long road and there's still a ways to go yet for the ending I envision.

>spoiler
Well that jsut sounds wholesome and fun.

>>2604904
Killing Wookies.

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>>2604916
No ragerts. Can't build an Empire without spilling some beloved Wookiee blood.

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>>2604904
Thanks for running man. Looking forward to testing out those new Star Destroyers.

I've been following since thread 1, been loving it ever since!

I was that one anon who proposed we name Sheev's flagship after my boi Tarkin.

>Spoiler
getting blackout drunk with after a hard day of crushing rebel scum

>>2604904
I don't post very often (unless I'm very opinionated about a particular vote) but I've been here from the start, and I always lurk your threads when I can. I'm still enjoying this thing all this time later, keep it up TK you're doing good.

>>2604991
>Thanks for running man.
No problems! Thanks for showing up.

I'm hoping the new destroyers are to everyone's liking, but it will take some time to roll themn out.

>Thread 1
Dang! That's awesome! Thanks for playing Tarkin-anon!

>>2605098
Thanks for reading and voting! I'm surprised so many have stuck with it this long, I guess I'm doing something right.

>>2605264
Yeah I guess you're doing something right. I've been here since the first thread, and I keep staying for the eventual lewds riveting story

>>2605375
Wow! Another 1st threader. Thanks for reading!

>Spoiler
Well looks like it won't be with Daddy Dobkin. Vells v Amenge seems to be the current favorites. Alana is saving herself I guess.

>>2605478
>1st threader
here also, although i seldom get to participate due to the tz.
u write gud shiet

>>2605478
I'm here from the first thread, Shouting austicly sense day one to keep us pure for a proper husbando.

>>2605478
Popping in to say I was there at the first thread. Don't have the time to play like before but I always enjoy catching up .
Why not 2 husbandos

>>2605607
Thanks dawg! Sorry about the time difference but glad you're enjoying!

>>2605714
Keeping Alana pure is a noble goal.

>>2605778
Thanks for popping by! Time is a bitch, huh?
>2 husbandos
Alana does travel a lot . . .

>>2605819
Wanted to pop to say Thanks! for the quest before going to bed. It’s around 2AM here.

>>2606077
Go to sleep, Anon. You're welcome, thanks for playing!

"So, where are you from, Lieutenant?"

Vells peaks an eyebrow, "Really, Alana?"

You feel your anger tweaked, "It's a perfectly valid point of conversation," you're not used to taking lip from anyone, least of all someone like Vells.

"I mean the 'lieutenant' stuff. We're not our jobs right? I mean, presumably you have wants, needs, interests beyond naval protocol."

You blink.

"Vells," he says with a snort. "Just Vells."

"So how is it that I call you 'Vells' but you get away with calling me Alana,?" you ask.

Vells laughs, "For starters, 'Vells' is the only name I have. That's point two, I'm from Fondor. Sort of."

That made sense, Fondorians generally only had the one name, though Vells was clearly human as near as you could tell. Unlike native Fondorians he had hair- short hair, but hair all the same.

"Sort of?" you ask.

"Right, my childhood was . . . Interesting. I was born on a transport en route to Fondor, my mother was a stowaway. She died so the crew couldn't ask her much."

"Oh," you say.

Vells shrugs and traces his finger around on the dirty tabletop, "Eh, it's fine. It was a long time ago, I basically grew up half in an orphanage and half on the streets."

"I see," you say, trying to picture Vells as a street urchin. "Well, what about more recent matters, what about you and Zepal?"

"Me and Jes- Zepal?" Vells asks, looking surprisingly flustered. "What about her?"

"She doesn't seem to like you for starters," You say, suddenly intrigued.

"Heh. That's no secret."

"So what did you do?" you ask.

"Ahh," he scratches the back of his head, "That depends on how much of the story you want to know."

"I want to know as much as you're willing to share," you say, "The well-being and cooperation of my subordinates is my business."

Vells grins, "All due respect ma'am, I doubt that's why you want to know."

You start to argue but he holds up a hand, "Look, let's get some drinks in us and I can tell you, but I'm not going to dive right into that kriffing mess."

"Fair enough," you reply.
>In that case, why don't we get smashed
>I'll just be having a few
>I am not a drinker, don't expect much from

>>2609318

>In that case, why don't we get smashed
>I'll just be having a few
>I am not a drinker, don't expect much from me.
>Write in

Choices got cut off. Off to a great start!

>>2609328
>I'll just be having a few
>Proceeds to get smashed.

>>2609328
>In that case, why don't we get smashed

>>2609328
>I'll just be having a few

>>2609328
>In that case, why don't we get smashed

>>2609412
>>2609417
>>2609439
>>2609447
>In that case, why don't we get smashed

>Writing

"In that case," you say, "Why don't we get smashed and share secrets?"

Vells laughs "You want to get tanked with me, do you Admiral Tyrna?"

"It's been a long time since the academy, but I did my time in the pubs," you reply.

"If you insist," Vells says.

"So, Fondor?" you probe after Vells gives his order to the wait droid.

"Yeah, I was sort of a mess. Got involved with some bad kids. A swoop gang if you can believe it."

You laugh, "A swoop gang? You don't have much respect for staying alive do you, Vells?"

"A long lifespan wasn't my priority. It was going fast, looking cool, and getting girls, but I was a dumb kid. Now I worry about getting paid too since I do the other three for a living." He flashes a sickeningly charming grin at you and you roll your eyes.

"Really though, swoop racing isn't much different than die jockeying. I mean, you spend less time smuggling drugs or getting hit with steel pipes by other swoop jocks, but still."

"You were a drug smuggler?" you ask, incredulous.

"Not big time, Not really. We worked between two middlemen, low level kingpins and their dealers. Say a Hutt ships a few kilos of spice to Fondor and you want to start distributing to the street scum, you need to get all payload from the cargo bay of a real smuggler and to the guys who peddle the stuff." he holds up his hands, illustrating his point then stops. "Let's just say it was never dull."

You nod, "You've managed to stay in one pie-" You stop cold when you remember that Vells was hardly one piece having lost a leg in an earlier battle.

"Close enough!" Vells fills in, noticing your discomfort. "No one's complained about the leg yet. Thanks to you, I got fixed up with a real enough prosthetic and not some metal peg. You'd never know the difference."

You can't help but still feel a pang of guilt that to some degree his loss was your fault, but you don't have time to dwell on it as a female Rodian waitress practically dumps your drinks on the table and walks away.

(1/2)

Vells takes his mug and you yours, you're really not sure even what it is since he ordered for you, but it smells strong.

"To the Empire," he says, holding his glass in your direction before adding in a faux, posh, Core accent, "To the beautiful Lady Tyrna-"

"To all the brainless fighter jocks in the navy," you interject, touching your mug to his.

Vells grins, "I'll drink to that."

It didn't just smell strong, it tasted strong, you're left speechless for a moment afterward as the fire in your throat dies. You are going to have to work hard at keeping your promise to Vells to drink yourself silly.

"What happened to that little slug that was bothering you?" Vells asks.

"Gorga?"

He barks out a short laugh, "No! That Kauti kriffer, the one ransoming our Ties."

"Oh. Bin Luar," you nearly spit the name.

"Him," Vells agrees.

"He's . . . Minded his business for now," you say. The truth was you'd forgotten about him in the events that followed.

"I don't know why you didn't kriffing snuff the slime. Bounty hunters ain't that expensive. Hell, I would have done it for travel costs."


>It wasn't necessary
>It would only make things worse
>And why are you offering to kill people for your CO?
>I may kill him yet
>Write in

>>2609498
>He's no longer a nuisance
>And why are you offering to kill people for your CO?

>>2609498
>And why are you offering to kill people for your CO?

>>2609515
>>2609527

>Writing

>>2609498
>And why are you offering to kill people for your CO? Looking to get on the Bloody Baroness' good side?

You swirl the contents of your drink and steel yourself for another swig, already feeling spreading warmth in your core from the last one. "He's just no longer a nuisance," you say, "and why is it exactly that you're offering to kill people for your CO? That's hardly standard."

Vells studies you for a moment over his mug as he drinks, he sets it down with a clink. "Why? Well how about it was my ass on the line if I have to go out there in another coffin with wings." he shrugs, "Plus he was just being upsetting. I didn't think you'd have the right connections to take care of him. I just offered to act a bit more like a swoop jock than a Tie jock."

"Hmm," you wince and swallow another gulp of this stuff. You weren't sure if it was even intended for consumption by organics or if it was some kind of industrial solvent.

"Well what about you Lady Tyrna? How come you you got such a fancy title? You're from Byss right?"

You nod, "I was born shortly before it was discovered. My father-"

"The Minister," Vells supplies.

"Yes, the Minister. He was an instrumental part of Palpatine's cabinet. He spearheaded the plan to use Separatist POWs as labor on underdeveloped worlds. It evolved into a penal system."

"Ministry of Alien Labor," Vells says, for whose benefit you're not sure. "And they made him-?"

"A Baron."

"So you're . . . ?"

"A baroness," you say. "It's a bit complicated, but he relinquished his title to me, so in effect I got it for what he did."

"I bet your idea of a good time was reading past bedtime," Vells teases.

You scowl, "I got 'into it'. Byss is an awfully boring place, doubly so outside of the city. My friends and I . . . We found ways of getting into trouble."

"Bending people's holonet antennas while they slept?" he asks with a mocking smile.

The truth is 'yes' but you just scowl harder and take another drink.

It isn't long before your finish your mug and find another one in front of you. This one isn't as bad as the first one, you suspect your taste buds may be all dead, and your throat numb, but it's hard to be sure. By the time you're on your third one, Vells is illustrating some kind of tactical maneuver he undertook at Coruscant during the battle there. It's hard for you to follow all his technical terms and he keeps moving his hands pretty fast, sometimes you lose track of them.


>You're a good pilot, Vells, you know that?
>I'm sorry that I got you shot down. . .
>Why do you keep reenlisting? Do you want to die or something?
>Write in

>>2609615
>>You're a good pilot, Vells, you know that?
>>Why do you keep reenlisting? Do you want to die or something?

>>You're a good pilot, Vells, you know that?
>>Why do you keep reenlisting? Do you want to die or something?

>>2609636
>>2609664

>Writing

You snicker.

Vells stops his story and looks at you.

"You're a good pilot, Vells," you say, nodding. "You know that?"

"Yeah, I think I'm pretty good," he replies.

You snort, "So arrogant! Just tryin to give you a compliment."

"Well thanks, it means a lot. I'm sure you see all the numbers."

You nod more vigorously, "I do, and yours are always good. You're top ten percentile, did they tell you?"

Vells looks a little shocked, "I- no, actually. Top ten percent?"

You nod more, you feel a little dizzy from nodding and have a sip of your drink instead. It tastes the way you imagine surgical anti-septic does. "Mmhm." you put the drink down again, "So how come you keep enlisting? You're quite good, you've done your sorties, yeah? And now you're doing more."

"I'm just doing my part," Vells says.

"I don’t think so, you're up to three tours. That's well above benchmark for a Tie pilot."

"It helps that Tie sorties aren't always one way trips anymore."

You stare him down, "Are you trying to get killed or something? Do you want to die? Huh?"

"I'm not afraid to die," Vells replies matter-of-factly. He pauses and sighs. "I've had too much to be clever. First time I re-upped was cause I didn't see any prospects in the civilian sector. Second time was because the galaxy was falling apart and I'd rather been the guy with the guns then staring them down, see?"

You nod attentively, elbow on the table, chin resting on your palm. It's so hot in here, you didn't remember it being so hot when you came in. You were glad you weren't in your stuffy uniform.

"Thirst time . . . Ma'am- Alana. I can't just leave my pilots. I can't just leave you either, there's so much fight left ahead."

You gawk, "But your job is so deadly! You know the survival statistics."

(1/2)

"They're way up after we got Avengers," Vells says, "But yeah, I know em. Even so, would you look me in the eye as a shuttle pilot on Byss?"

You want to shout 'yes!' but it wasn't quite true. Vells was street trash, or he had been.

"Right, this job is respect," he thumps his chest with a palm, "It's a chance to be in control, just a bit. You want to be in control, don't you, Alana?"

"Sometimes," you say, you take another drink, "Most times. Other times it drives me crazy."

Vells laughs.

"What's funny?" you ask, you can't be that drunk yet that he's laughing at you. Can you? What's in this stuff you're drinking anyway?

"You sound like Zepal a bit. Military life driving you crazy. You two take it entirely too seriously."

"And you've gotten brigged for not taking it seriously enough," you fire back. "Hey!" you remember. "What happened with you and Zepal anyway?"

"Ah, Zepal," He looks uncomfortable again. "So A few weeks back, when we were at Nar Shaddhaa I actually took her out for drinks."

"Oh?"

"Yeah. She was overworked. She's cute too," he looks at you like he forgot you were there, "Anyhow, I took her out for drinks and we had a bit too much. She uh. . . We uh . . ."

"You didn't!" you exclaim, shocked.

Vells nods, "I wouldn't tell you if you weren't . . . well . . . You. But we did. The short version is that I thought we were just a one time thing and she thought that we were something else I think. Anyway, I think she didn't like me as much when she sobered up. I can say with high certainty that she regrets the whole ordeal. So now she hates my guts I guess," he shrugs.


>She'll get over it
>You owe her an apology
>And that's why we have regulations against these things
>I want to know more!
>write in

>>2609726
>And that's why we have regulations against these things
Alana is for Amenge only. Or underage Moff.

>>2609726
>>And that's why we have regulations against these things
Doesn't help if the gunner is aiming for her own pilots

>>2609726
>>You owe her an apology

>>2609726
>You owe her an apology
>I want to know more!

>>2609726
>You owe her an apology

>You owe her an apology
>>2609745
>>2609749
>>2609786

>And that's why we have regulations against these things
>>2609733
>>2609742

>I want to know more!
>>2609749


>You owe her an apology

>Writing

You frown, "Vells! You owe her an apology!"

"Me?!" he exclaims, "Emperor's Bones, Alana, We're adults, right?"

You glower harder, "You go sleeping around with my tactical officer and hurt her feelings and expect her to just bounce back?"

"I didn't . . . She . . ." Vells sighs, "You're going to make me apologize to her, aren't you?"

You nod.

"You know I didn't trick her into anything, right? I thought it was just . . . You know . . . Some mutual stress relief."

You roll your eyes, "People are more complicated than that, Vells."

"Not always," he protests. "Sometimes people want to just do whatever they want, no consequences."

That sounded pretty nice, actually. "The real world doesn't work that way," you say. "I'm going to get wasted with you, then I'm going to have to wake up tomorrow and run a task force with a hangover, I don't get to leave the consequences behind."

"You can, just for a minute," Vells returns.

You shrug.

"What, officers can't have fun?" he asks, finishing his mug.

"Not usually," you say, "Although I get a good deal of satisfaction from my work."

"Yeah," Vells says, "And I like vaping Rebs and Zepal likes running the guns, but it ain't letting go exactly. I'm sure you have fun out of uniform, you went to those parties on Kuat, right?"

"The Victory Ball?" you ask.

"Right, that."

"I did," You allow.

"And don't you have a boyfriend? I mean, I've heard rumors," he grins, "Unofficially I mean."
>That's finished now
>There may be someone, a Dark Sider
>Why, interested?
>Write in

>>2609850
>>There may be someone, a Dark Sider
>>Why, interested?

>>2609850
>Why, interested?

>>2609850
>>Why, interested?

>>2609850
>>Why, interested?
smug smile commences

But real shit, Vells is great as a confidant, not a boyfriend

>>2609850
>There may be someone, a Dark Sider
And a noble to boot. Hnnnng

>>2609876
We can groom him into the position

>>2609850
>that's finished now
>why, interested?

>>2609742
>Doesn't help if the gunner is aiming for her own pilots

Eh...good one.

>>2609878
>>2609861
Remembering that Vells lest experience with a Dark side was a good old mind probe.

>>2609916
Alana's gonna be probed by a dark sider soon enough.

>>2609850
>That's finished now
>write in: "He didn't wanted a equal he just wanted something on his side. i would never be just something to look pretty like my mom."

>>2609896
Nah, Vells is a wild stallion and more useful to us that way

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>>2609920
>Alana's gonna be probed by a dark sider soon enough.

>>2609923
>Vells is a wild stallion
>more useful to us that way

>>2609920
To lewd anon.

>There may be someone, a Dark Sider
>>2609861
>>2609878

>Why, interested?
>>2609861
>>2609870
>>2609873
>>2609876
>>2609899

>That's finished now
>>2609899
>>2609922


>Why, interested?
>writing

>>2609923
Well if we dont tame him how else do we ride him?

>>2609934
You don't ride wild stalions anon. You use then for...other stuff. Then he will become tamed

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>>2609934
>>2609938

>>2609934
>>2609938
Alright I'm lost. Are we talking about his dick or his personality? Or both

>>2609951
Both

>>2609951
Both.

You briefly consider divulging more but- you can't pass up an opportunity to really be smug in Vells's face.

"Why?" you ask, "Are you interested in the position, Lieutenant?"

He gives a genuine smile and chuckles, "I'm afraid that's a little outside of my pay grade, ma'am. I'm not sure lieutenants are authorized to date Admirals."

"I'm sure there have been exceptions," you say, running your finger around the rim of your mug.

He chuckles again, "I don’t think that's a road either of us should be going down. You've had too much to drink. Me too for that matter. Besides, I don't think dating is the first thing I would consider doing with you if the rules were off."

"Oh?" you ask. You suspected that Vells was right about having too much to drink, but wasn't that the plan? Besides, you were feeling fine. "And what would be the first thing?"

Vells chews his lip, "Let me just say there's more than one way I wouldn't mind being under you. Ma'am."

You giggle, "The same treatment you gave poor Zepal?"

"Oh no, not the same," he says laughing. "Having an admiral's underwear on my wall counts for a lot more than a mere lieutenant."

The idea of letting Vells take a trophy like back to his ship quarters strikes you as especially funny and now you can't stop laughing, an activity he joins you in.

"You're such a lightweight, Alana," he says, indicating your drink, "You've only had what. . . Three?"

"Four! You correct. "And this swill is like battery acid, how can you stomach it?"

"I don't worry about the effects until the next day," he replies.

You find yourself staring back at Vells across the table, suddenly wondering what it might be like to have him under you. Or over you . . . Or behind you for that matter.

"Forgive my forwardness, ma'am, but . . . there's a traveler's hotel on this station. If . . . You want."


>Yes, I do want
>I appreciate the offer, but I'm not one for one night stands
>write in

>>2609972
>Yes, I do want

>>2609972
>I appreciate the offer, but I'm not one for one night stands

Alana is PURE!

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>>2609972
>I appreciate the offer, but I'm not one for one night stands
The absolute state of this thread right now

>>2609972
>>Yes, I do want
Make sure he knows that it is this once only and if word ever gets out he's getting spaced for mutiny.

>>2609972
>>Yes, I do want
Be pretty clear that this is a one time thing only.

We better get a modifier to our next fleet engagement for this... I think we'll be quite calm and level headed.

>Yes
but
>If you speak of this you'll be thrown in the next airlock and vented

>>2609969
>Yes, I do want

>>2610000
bonus to fighter operations! Highly motivated fighter crew +10 to fighter rolls
also checked

>>2609972
>>I appreciate the offer, but I'm not one for one night stands

I really can't remmeber is Alana is untouched or if she was bloodied already.

>>2610015
>Spoiler
Vells would not be Alana's first.

Why does everyone here want to fuck Vells? I never figured Alana for one night stands

>>2610021
>spoiler
Who was the lucky bastard? Someone from the academy? It was a pilot wasn't he...

>>2610041
i don't want to and Alana is know for having a thing for pilots. Also Vells seem to be popular and has a lot of history with Alana, unlike Lobkin.

>>2610041
Because they're fags who don't see the superiority in Ederlathh or Amenge or Ysard or Zsinj.

>>2610041
Every conversation about her childhood confirms that she's a wild child and free spirit. Having a fling with fighter jocks is fitting.

>>2610043
Alana's first time was before the academy with her at-the-time boyfriend. She's had a lover at the academy as well.

>Yes, I do want
>>2609983
>>2609992
>>2609996
>>2610000
>>2610001

>I appreciate the offer, but I'm not one for one night stands
>>2609988
>>2609991
>>2610010


>Yes, I do want
>Writing

>>2610052
Having fun and sneaking out occasionally does not mean having one night stands with men

>>2610059
To late friend, we seem to have lost this battle.

>>2610069
I mean it isn't a big deal, it just makes me feel dirty, and I have a dick

>Anon's vote to sleep with the TIE trash

What the fuck is wrong with you flithy niggers

>>2610053
I'm lack but I fucking vote no.

>>2610087
Don't include me on that. I wanted to have some stress relief with the noble darksider.

>>2610073
Me too friend.

>>2610087
>nearly captured the Millenium Falcon
not your average TIE trash anon

>>2610093
>Nearly

Close only counts in horseshoes and hand grenades.

>>2610092
I wanted the noble darksider too, Now his not gonna want us.

>>2610096
>Now his not gonna want us.
I don't think that will be a problem

>>2610101
TK don't toy with my heart, My poor admiral is now a defiled harlot of Tie seed in her.

You bite your lower lip. It has been a while. Opportunities like this are rare in your potion, if you want to keep the respect of your superiors and subordinates anyway. Vells though . . . Vells you could trust, at least for tonight. You weren't normally the kind to give over to more basal instincts but . . . Even you were human.

Vells was probably right, nothing serious could ever realistically happen with him. He was a low-grade fighter officer from the streets of an industrial slum. The idea that your parents would ever sign off on such an engagement was folly. Beside which, you still had some prospects for future relationships, but you weren't thinking about that now. You'd live in the now, just for this moment.

"I do want that," you say.

Vells relaxes visibly, just a fraction, "Great-"

You hold up a hand, "But if I discover that word of this ever gets out . . . You're going to find yourself floating home, my friend."

"Okay, kriff, I get it," Vells says.

"That means no trophies," you add, more sternly.

"You know I was just kidding right?"

You roll your eyes, "Just pick up the tab and let's get out of here before I change my mind."

Vells slaps a small handful of credits on the table. "Yes, ma'am."

(1/3)

You didn't stay at the hotel afterward of course, you couldn't, not if you wanted to return with a shred of respect. You returned separately, you decided to head back first. It was early morning by ship time so you only encountered a lone shore patrol of two naval troopers who didn't give you a second look after you provided your ID cylinder. You focus on walking in a straight line and hope you don't reek of booze. You'd taken a shower at the hotel, but you pop into your refresher for a second one before changing and flopping into your bed.

You wake up feeling absolutely horrible. Your body aches, and have a splitting screeching headache. Maybe that was industrial solvent you were drinking.

You do take a moment to appreciate that you feel slightly less on edge. You trust that Vells will keep the past the past, and that you'll be able to move forward. If only you could get rid of this awful noise in your head.

It takes only a second for you to realize that screeching isn't in your head. It's the general quarters alert.

You dress in record time and burst out of your room and into the face of a panicked ensign.

"Ah!" he squeaks, "Admiral, I-"

"What's going on?" You demand, fighting through the pain in your head.

"I was sent to take you to the bridge, ma'am."

"Then let's be about it!"

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The turbolift doors open to the chaos of warship bridge in a combat situation.

Distantly ahead, you see the telltale blue flickers of hyperspace exits.

"Two more destroyers, Lieutenant!" Sensors calls, "Victory Class!"

"Two more?" Bastra repeats, "Where the devil is the Admiral?"

"I'm here," you're already striding forward, joining Bastra and Zepal at the tactical station. "What's the situation?"

"We're counting four destroyers," Zepal says, "Two Victory, two Imperial class, numerous support ships."

You're still puzzled about the urgency.

"They're identifying as Consortium ships, ma'am," Bastra says patiently.

You look, wide eyed back toward the viewport to see the battle force assembling.

"They’ve brought along a pair of interdictors as well, I don't think they intend to let us escape," Your Executive Officer adds.

You swear under your breath. Your ships were still refitting and were caught a little flat footed but you still out massed them so far, and your Avengers gave you a decisive edge over their Tie/LNs.

"We've already scrambled the alert patrol and other fighters are scrambling now," Zepal says. "Lieutenant Vells says he'll have everyone in the air in five minutes."


>Hail the Consortium ships
>Hold position, let them make the first move
>Move the division to attack
>write in

>>2610122
>Hail the Consortium ships
>get ready for a battle

>>2610122
>Move the division to attack
Interdictors? I don't think they're here to negotiate.

>>2610122
>>Hail the Consortium ships
>write in
Move the fleet into a wide bowl shape, so we can wrap them up if they attack

>>2610122
>Hail the Consortium ships
>Hold position i.e "let me get a coffee and space paracetamol first"

>>2610122
>Hail the Consortium ships
>Move the division to attack
Start by launching fighter wings, and more importantly bomber wings.

>>2610122
>write in: Prepare for battle!!!
>Move the division to attack

>>2610134
They could be here to join our empire. But i doubt that will be the case.

>Hail the Consortium ships
>>2610133
>>2610135
>>2610142
>>2610145

>Move the division to attack
>>2610134
>>2610145
>>2610166

>Hail the Consortium ships
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>Move the division to attack
+
>Write ins

>writing

I would ask what the fuck Zsinj is thinking trying to provoke Palpatine. But then i remember that the admiral in charge of this mission doesn't like to have her ships damaged. Thank the dark side for Alana.

Also what you guys think of boarding the interdictors? Alana witha couple of those could do great things.

>>2610192
I would like to start capturing ships
Palpatine would take notice of us if we started bulking up the fleet

>>2610192
If its not too risky I'd be up for trying.

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It's possible these ships were here to defect but . . . You see them launching their Tie compliment on the tactical display. It seems like peace isn't what they have in mind.

"Get our Ties scrambled," you insist, "have the division deploy into a bowl, we'll pin them in a cross fire if they try to close on us."

"Ma'am," Bastra moves to execute your orders.

You look to communications, "Get me a channel with their flagship, now."

It takes seconds. You puff yourself up and put on your most imperious air. "This is Admiral Tyrna of the Imperial Navy, identify your affiliation and business here."

A steely-eyed man returns on your holocom. "This is Commander Glotts of the Consortium Navy. Admiral, your authority is not recognized here, this world is ours now. Stand down or prepare to do battle."

He kills the com.

Ahead, his force is spreading into combat deployment, mirroring your own maneuver. It looks like they're itching for a fight.

***

That's all the time I have guys, sorry for the cliff hanger ending, but it'll be worth it I think. I'm taking next week off questing for personal reasons, afterward we'll be getting back into the swing of things. Stay posted in the QTG, Twitter, or the Discord for next run time. I had a great time and I hope despite Alana not being a perfect virginal princess that you guys did too.


Be sure to follow the Twitter to inflate my ego

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Or join the discord if you want to file a formal complaint about Alana fucking a peasant. or give me a celebratory high five or beg for lewds or something.

https://discord.gg/WMEDDgX

Session end question:
So what is the date with the Inquisitor going to be like?

>>2610200
Just need to clear the support ships. Their composition is heavily based in anti-starfigther. Cleaning the support ships with our batteries would clean the field so we can send boarding parties and without damaging the shielding the ship won't be so easily taken down by it's allies. If the Star destroyers try to do it. Then while our forces take care of the interdictors we clean the path for our figthers and focus on the destroyers shields and once they are down finish then. Or maybe we cripple then and ask for their surrender?

>>2610214
Another fun thread, even if our poor Alana got deflowered by a flyboy

>>2610230
>deflowered
We talked about this, Anon.

>>2610236
Ya we're impure now, No longer worth anything.

>>2610214
>So what is the date with the Inquisitor going to be like?

Very proper he will try to seduce Alana and she will be very flustered because she still can't remember him. Maybe do a little research about his family and ask father about him?One thing is certain it will be better then the dinner Anakin and Padme had on clone wars.

>>2610241
But hey, I've heard they can work wonders with reconstructive surgery. I'll put in a decision for that later

>>2610253
Vende will floats some fruit aroudn with the force
Vende: "PRETTY COOL, HUH!? I AINT SPOSED TO DO THIS SHIT, PALPY DOESN'T LIKE IT BUT IT IMPRESSES THE LADIES."
Alana [Thinking of Vells] "Yeah . . . super impressed."

>>2610214
As long he doesn't go bitching about sand

>>2610258
i believe that someone of his title can do better then a slave boy from a desert planet. After all he IS from Byss. Uh...i guess we didn't hanged out with him.

Hey what happened to Tierce? Have we talked to him in a while?

>>2610325
He's rattling around the Navy still. Alana has been busy killing Rebels/Hutts and talking to cute boys.

>>2610332
What about the people frim the splinter? Is the old man still in charge? Also we need to move that girl from her current position and put her in our fleet.

>>2610349
Tierce has moved on to command a full Star Destroyer if I recall. I believe he was in Alana's division at Corellia (I don't have my notes).

>That girl
Which? you mean Lieutenant Sesstrix? The girl you gave the Lancer to?

>>2610775
Yeah Sesstrix we need to bring her around the girls lefed a shop to join us and we kinda abandoned her. Maybe now thay we are a admiral we can get her with us.

Well now, this refit went down the drain faster than expected. :P

Let’s kill them all.

>>2613144
Yes let's but i want to capture their ships too.

>>2613144
I say we show them what our TIE Avengers and Shadow Droids can really do and kick their asses out of the system.

I doubt Alana's in a mood to play nice with a raging hangover

>>2614508
First we need to clear those escort ships. Then once we clear them we board the interdictors and reverse the gravity well genarator. No one is escaping the baroness.

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>>2614529
>>2614529
One of these days we ought to use our pull with Brakiss to get us some badass Shadow Stormtroopers

>>2618556
They'd be great for boarding actions I bet

>>2618556
>>2618559
We have dark siders, who have their own escort of death troopers.

>>2618559
And so are dark siders

>be me
>read up on thread
Good lord TK when did this turn into a glorified dating sim. Just because it isn't about dating a 12 year old duchess doesn't mean it isn't degeneracy.
Still, you write it with charm. But I am disappointed in you for indulging with all these high school level crap.
Okey, grumpy old man rant over. Fun reading as always, given how much Alana is stalling and rethreading in development though it might be time for a regular new pov, just a thought.
Also, if you need new ship class ideas, I'd throw in a few based on famous Imperial ship names
>Conquest class
>Nemesis Class
>Relentless
Also, surprised you went with the C'boath angle as Thrawns force sensitive counter instead of Jerec who was aligned with Kaine.

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>>2623883
>High School Dating Sim
I'm just a simple man, trying to make my way in the universe.

It's a fair criticism, but I like to indulge in a little bit of simplicity. I'm glad my writing makes it a bit easier to stomach though, I take that as high praise. If people really couldn't care less though I'll happily knock it off.

>New POV Character
Whoa. Not sure how that would go over with the other players. I'm 85% convinced I'd have a riot if we dropped Alana for a new POV. Although I could just be tooting my own horn, i'd be curious to hear about people feel about it.

>Ship names
I held off on naming a class after an existing ship because in my mind the new class is usually named after the first ship of that class and if those names are already taken . . . Maybe I'm being silly.

>Jerec
He's dead by this point in the timeline and I didn't feel like bringing him back to be honest. I very nearly had Thrawn use "the Mount Tantiss Guardian" instead of c'baoth, but there's so much confusion about that character that most people don't know they are not the same person. I instead opted to go with the familiar.

>>2624382
I might lurk a lot, but i think the bloody baroness needs to stay. We are not done yet.