Well, Jedi may not harm prisoners. But we're gonna be leaving you with these guys. Oola points back to the Republic Troops. And you jerks were just shooting at them sooooo.......... Oola flicks a small smirk at the commanding Sith Troop then walks away back to the Republic Troops. Hey guys you packing Stims? Got a sting in my drinking shoulder.

(Asking the troops for a stimpack here and will apply it if they give one)

The Republic troopers had barely finished ministering to Oola's injuries, when the feisty Twi'lek is up and trying to interrogate the prisoners. Well. That went well.

Zoroku fared little better. Kai-wan could interpret enough of the exotic tongue to catch the gist of the conversation, but decided it was most likely a ruse. Might not be my new best friend, but don't believe him to be a traitor.

Approaching the captives once again. "So.. Tossers, is it? I do not suffer the compunctions of the Jedi Order.. My morality is.. somewhat more flexible.. call me ethically challenged. Perhaps you'd be more comfortable opening up to me?" The menacing droid stands a head taller than the Sith troopers, and tilts its head first one way, then the other. It bears a disconcerting verisimilitude to a humanoid cracking its neck.

Zoroku turns to the droid to see it analyzing him, clearly it had heard his attempted ruse and understood, after hearing his threat he speaks " There is no further need to threaten them Droid. " he turns back to the troopers " Your failure to understand me and the ruse I attempted has told me more than you realize" Zoroku would cross his arms over his chest and put a hand on his chin in a pensive stance. " First that you yourself and your squad are not from the Unknown Regions, Which means that the republic ship wasn't simply a ruse to get their station to trust you but it was also once the ship of the army you and your men used to proudly serve." He would pause move over to Oola's side and stab her thigh with a Stimpack, fulfilling her request so maybe she would calm down. " Second that likely means one of two things occurred the Jedi known as Revan was defeated and his crew was given the choice to serve or die, and or the Revanchist is the orchestrator of this attack. How can I say this without a doubt in my mind, The Sith Emperor's actual elite troops would have been able to do far better than you did, you are all simply wearing the armor for intimidation. Which is an impressive use of strategy which befits the Revanchist."

Zoroku pulled his communicator out, " Admiral we are dealing with Sith, and they want to galavant with the Ships being made at this station, the Jedi I have with me will head to the nearest drydock to stop their operations." He switches channels to Gunda and Walden, " Walden, Gunda it is imperative you prevent any of our capital ships from leaving the Sith are attempting to steal our ships their goal is to neutralize us as a future threat by leaving the Republic defenseless, any ships we fail to prevent from taking off need to be stopped before they can hyperspace away. " he turns off his communicator and heads to the Padawans, " We cannot let them win this war with one battle, we must go to the dry dock and stop their attempt at capital ship theft."

OWWWW YOU MOTHER ****** WHAT THE **** DO YOU ******* THINK YOU'RE DOING YOU **** ****** **** ********* IM GONNA ******* YOU IN ******** WITH A SPOON YOU ***** *******!!!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. ............ Oh hey. Cheers Kappy that feels much better.

One of the republic soldiers would reach for his belt at Oola's request, but would halt himself as she begins to scream from being stabbed. They troopers would glance at one another as they watch and listen to the jedi. They all seemed rather perplexed by the situation. This was certainly not what they expected from the prestigious jedi order.

The sith soldiers would again fall silent as they remain kneeling on the ground. It seemed that they didn't have much else to say to their interrogators. They may have been beaten, but there was plenty of other threats for the group to deal with on this day.

As Zoroku calls the admiral, he would recieve a terse response from her. 'Whatever you do jedi do it fast. This station is all but overrun, we're about to lost the command centre to them'.

As he calls the jedi outside of the station he would have to wait a few moments for Gunda to respond. 'Yeah, kinda busy here buddy! We're trying to deal with the attacking ship right now'.

As he speaks there would be a low rumble as the station shakes slightly. Though they couldn't see it from where they were, Walden would have a clear view of two of the docked ships breaking away from the shipyard. One had made a clean break, but the second had literally torn itself free of the dock. It had chunks of metal clinging to the front of the vessel as it slowly backed away from the station. There weren't many fully functional ships left for the sith to steal, the jedi were going to have to act fast.

After Walden's speech there would be a list of the remaining fighter squads signing in. It seemed that his words had struck a chord with the pilots as they drew into formation. The meager force of republic fighters would move at break neck speed towards the interdictor. They were fortunate, most of the fighters were distracted with what remained of the stations turret defence system. This gave them a clear run to the ship.

'I've got eyes on the generator!' one pilot would shout over the comm as the fighters dive towards the cruiser. They would be raked by gunfire from the ship, but the speed of the fighters meant casualties at this stage were low.

Several bombing runs would be carried out in quick succession by the fighters, concussive missile crashing into the generator at the back of the ship. After two or three runs the cruisers shields would beginning to flicker as the concentrated damage begun to take its toll.

Walden would be able to hear the constant chatter between the fighters as they coordinate their assault, but Bartlett's voice would cut through the noise as he contacts Walden directly. 'Sir, the cruiser must have contacted their fighters, most of them are heading our way'. Sure enough, Walden's scanner would show a thick line of fighters coming up behind the republic force.

Gaze would turn away from the falling body of the Dark User, and glare at the two troopers. He would hold up his hand at them, fingers splayed, palm facing them. He would still feel the anger coursing through him at the deaths as they come again, a never ending tide of bodies, at the hands of others, others just like these cursed troopers. He would snarl and grit his teeth, clutching his saber tightly in his other hand. He would make a fist with the outstretched hand, and then make a violent jerking motion to the side, pulling their blasters from their hands. As the weapons clattered to the ground at his feet, he would shift his position to point his saber at them, his intentions evident.

Tiberius turns to one of the computers and accesses a map of the station, "Roger that."

Walden gritted his teeth. He didn't have the fighters to spare to catch the rest of the enemy making off with the ships, and with the incoming fighters, there were few places to run. Help was a hyperspace jump away, but he didn't know when they would arrive. But the Interdictor was a good enough target. And with the turbolasers firing, Walden got an idea.

"Everyone, get as close as you can on the Interdictor, even if you have to skim its hull! The turbolasers have trouble tracking us, and their fighters can't get close without them suffering friendly fire. Hit the hangars, then we'll go for its engines!"

Even if they would make off with their own ships, crippling an enemy ship would be a nice consolation.

The sith soldiers try to grab their guns from the air as they are torn from their grip, but they do not succeed. The rifles hit the floor and slide towards the jedi. It was here that the troopers make their move. One would shove the other roughly in the direction of the hanger exit in the distance. 'Go warn the others! Now!' They'd both make a dash for the exit of the hanger, away from the ship. They were moving fast, literally running for their lives.

“ If you’ve been observing us, lock the interdictor hangar doors now! ” Muu shouts to the sector admin over his spacesuit comm. Realizing the ship was further occupied, the Padawan would chase the troopers towards the exit. Tromp! Tromp! Tromp, echoes throughout the hangar as each step touches down.

Kataddik turns to the other apprentices,

"A aaaahnr huurh aaaaahnr uughguughhhghghghhhgh uughghhhgh raaaaaahhgh huurh aaahnruh uughguughhhghghghhhgh raaaaaahhgh uggguh."

Then, he heads for the command center with all due haste.

Now the hairy bugger is ordering us around. Oola sarcastically waved her hands. Better do what he says Wan don't want to upset the Wookiee he might start chewing on your processor. Force forbid these two ever disagree, might be the last argument they ever have. Oola nodded to the Chiss and Wookiee in turn then rolled her eyes and shook her head while following behind Kataddik.

" I agree with Kattadik, with the command center under fire it would make sense for us to reinforce the Admiral's position." He followed behind Kattadik and Oola taking the rear to be on watch for any surprise attacks by other Sith Troops or Sith themselves, " Gaze, Muu if you two are able to, either reinforce Tiberius and K1-S0 at the Dry-dock to prevent further Ship theft, or Join us in rescuing the Admiral in the Command Center." Zoroku said briefly into his communicator before refocusing his attention for potential attacks.

Kai-wan is running various scenarios through his processor, when he registers the Wookiee addressing him, in an authoritative tone. In fact.. I could go for a nice spacewalk about now..

Pivoting his head to observe Kataddik, then Oola.. he is surprised by her unprecedented compliance. The odds did not favor such an outcome.. Space!

The droid bounds after Tiberius, growling back at the Wookiee as he goes: "Ahhnnhr ghhrrhnnr aughh nrhh uhhgrrr ruaannn."

The response to Muu would sound genuinely concerned from the besalisk on the other side of the com. 'I can't! They must have hackers on the bridge, they're overriding my control of the ship! I can't keep them from undocking for long'.

Outside of the attacking interdictor, the fighters would try to execute Walden's order, but they were unsuccessful. The sith fighters were already on top of them when they made their dive towards the cruiser. The commander aboard the ship may have been taken by surprise initially, but he wasn't a complete fool. The ship only fired their light cannons, able to track the agile republic craft.

'Sir, we can't fight a battle on two fronts!' Bartlett would state as he struggles to keep his squad together. 'We need a new line of attack, and fast!'

Walden knew that they would soon be surrounded on all fronts. A breakout was going to be needed, but where? The enemy hangars were presumably pumping out more ships, and the engines were fast. The commander aboard the ship knew his tricks...and he would have to be taken out.

"We'll have to push through past the light batteries. Push it to emergency power, we're focusing on the bridge!"

As the two sith troopers make a dash for the exit of the hanger one of them would catch their foot on a fueling pipe. As he tumbles to the floor with a cry of surprise the second would barrel right into the back of the falling trooper. As they both scramble to their feet the jedi attackers would have ample time to catch up with them.

Back on the station the remaining jedi would emerge into the corridor that exited the hanger. It was a completely different environment than the one the jedi had seen only a while ago. The corridor was littered with bodies from both side of the conflict, there were wires sparking from the ceiling, small fires that had sprung up around the wreckage, and the glass windows that had once allowed one to observe space were now badly cracked.

There was the sound of shouting and gunfire in the distance as the soldiers desperately tried to repel the invaders. The route to the command centre would not remain uninhabited for long. Soon the jedi would come across a team of republic soldiers were hunkered down behind a makeshift barricade of crates and wreckage. They were positioned at an intersection where four corridors connected. They were currently holding off an attack from two groups of sith troops from directly ahead and to their right. The path to the command centre was ahead of the jedi, through the sith forces.

As the sith troopers dash for the exit in a frantic state, they surprisingly trip into a fuel pipe which causes them to tumble. The valiant pursuiter echoes across the hangar as the padawan cuts the troopers off by standing between the exit and them with his lightsaber lit. Pointing his saber downward towards the invaders, Muu says " The Republic will not allow you to continue your orders! Submit while you can! " in a forceful tone.

The two swiftly make their way to the most suitable point from which to launch.. themselves.. Kai-wan eyes his Mandalorian companion, again. If I am a droid trying to be more organic in my thought processes, then here is certainly a humanoid trying to emulate a droid- in appearance, at least..

"I have a most excellent feeling about this jump, Master Tiberius. Allow me to go first."

At which, he promptly raps his head on the bulkhead while exiting, and spins off at an unlikely vector...

Description	Coordination (reduced to avg w/destiny flip)
Results	2eA+2eD : 1 failure, 2 threat [2eA=-, A] [2eD=Th/Th, F/Th]

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Tiberius leaps out after Kai-Wan but discovers that he is out of reach unfortunently. "Frak." Tiberius says as they slowly drift away. He's silent for a second before he speaks up again. "I have a plan. I'm going to throw you back to the hull, once you reach it grab the EVA emergency tethers, tie one to your self, and grab a second then you can jump back out to me and I'll tie myself to the second rope. Then we pull ourselves in and continue our walk.

Gaze watches the two troopers fall over themselves, and has a moment of peace amidst his anger. He sighs heavily, closing his eyes for a moment, letting his training flow through him. His anger won't bring the dead back, and adding more to the count won't either. With a final exhalation of breath, he opens his eyes, moves forward and makes a cupping gesture with his hand, raising it up above his head. The two troopers begin to rise, and he holds them in place, closing his palm into a fist as he does so.

"I really don't want to kill you, but I also can't let you escape or reinforce your allies. Surrender now, or this becomes far more ugly than it already has."

There would be a cry of despair as one of the republic fighters spirals out of the sky, streaming flames. It would crash into the delicate looking communications array of the interdictor. It would snap like a set of matches, rendering the cruiser effectively voiceless.

Following the orders of Walden, a squad of fighters would tear along the length of the ship, nearly grazing against the metal hull. At the last moment the squad would bank upwards, firing as they go. They must have struck a critical point in the hull because their was a chain of explosions that reach the underside of the bridge. Glass shatters and metal warps as the bridge tilts to one side as if it's about to fall off altogether.

Having suffers such damage the ship would slowly begin to wheel around as if it is making to leave. The other two interdictors rapidly reverse away from the station to join the damaged cruiser. There were still other ships that the sith seemed to be trying to steal, but their mission was well on the way. There was simply too many troopers to stop them all.

Back on the interdictor still docked with the station, the two sith troopers would flail ineffectively as Gaze suspends them in the air. 'Alright, alright!' one would shout in a frustrated tone. 'We're not gonna do anything, you already killed that apprentice there'.

Observing the two Sith troopers flail into the air surrendering to his fellow padawan, the Iktotchi requests " Could you uplink the Interdictor's deck plan. Specifically a direct path highlighting towards the bridge " to the sector administrator . As Gaze eases the prisoners down, Muu unclips two sets of binders from his belt. Securing the prisoners, he asks " How many more invaders are aboard this vessel? ".

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There would be a cry of despair as one of the republic fighters spirals out of the sky, streaming flames. It would crash into the delicate looking communications array of the interdictor. It would snap like a set of matches, rendering the cruiser effectively voiceless.

Following the orders of Walden, a squad of fighters would tear along the length of the ship, nearly grazing against the metal hull. At the last moment the squad would bank upwards, firing as they go. They must have struck a critical point in the hull because their was a chain of explosions that reach the underside of the bridge. Glass shatters and metal warps as the bridge tilts to one side as if it's about to fall off altogether.

Having suffers such damage the ship would slowly begin to wheel around as if it is making to leave. The other two interdictors rapidly reverse away from the station to join the damaged cruiser. There were still other ships that the sith seemed to be trying  to steal, but  their mission was well on the way. There was simply too many troopers to stop them all.

Back on the interdictor still docked with the station, the two sith troopers would flail ineffectively as Gaze suspends them   in the air. 'Alright, alright!' one would shout in a frustrated tone. 'We're not gonna do anything, you already killed that apprentice there'.      

Walden would get on the Republic channel. "We'll strike the hyperdrive systems on the crippled cruiser. If they're going to leave after their visit, someone has to stay and pay for it."

Oola peered round the corner. The fight was intense, so much so that the group hadn't been noticed as of yet. Her eye was caught by a duct that lead behind the Sith fighters.