(To lazy to change accounts. Sue me.)

Silencer XP-7, Bridge

"Captain, sir! Tholatin ships have appeared on our radar!" The captain, a short man with thinning black hair, turned to the sensor screen and nodded.

"Right. Time to give them a present." He smiled thinly.

The two Twilight Gunships that had been observing the battle came to and locked onto the first of the enemy Frigates. At a nod from the captain, both vessels fired a salvo from one of their missile racks, and more than two dozen missiles lashed out and, in the blink of an eye, detonated against the shields of the enemy ship.

The Captain watched for a moment to survey the damage, and turned.

"Prepare a second salvo. And alert command. Oh," he gave a knowing smile. "and change our position."

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OOC Manifest:

Twilight Class Stealth Gunship Silencer XP-7
Twilight Class Stealth Gunship Silencer XP-8
Eternal Class Star Destroyer Kirov* (en route)

<font size=1>* - Eternal Class Star Destroyer = Harbinger Class Battle Cruiser</font>

The commander of the Nebulon B that had just been hit looked out the viewport. He couldn't see any ships, But he knew they were there.

The Nebulon continued heading away from the planet as its anti-starfighter lasers attacked the enemy fighters htting some of them. The anti-ca[ital ship gund fired in the direction the missiles had come from.

The other Nebulon B was also heading away from the planet. It had not been fired upon. It was cruising for deep space.

There was a shimmer in the fabric of space ahead of the pair of frigates, one that, were it not for the vacuum of space, would have been accompanied by a tearing and grinding noise that would shatter steel.

As the stars reverted to their normal positions, the Captain of the Star Destroyer Kirov looked out at the frigates that were now headed towards his flanks.

"Ensign," he said calmly, "raise the shields, then tell these... Tholatins... that if the immediatly surrender all forces in and around LFX Industrial Soveriegn space, they will be spared. And perhaps the CEO will overlook their crimes."

He smiled thinly.

"Give them ten minutes to decide, then open fire. I assume that our friends are following standard procedure?"

One of the crewman nodded.

"The stealth ships are flanking the frigates are are prepared to fire at the first sign of further hostile actions."

The Captain nodded.

"Excellent."

(OOC: Posting as Dakkon, so i'm lazy.)

Commenor Space, scene of the Tholatin Blockade of LFX Industrial.

As the LFX Stealth craft began flanking the Tholatin blockading force, engineers aboard each Tholatin Interdictor ran to their machines as their crafts gravity wells strained slightly at the effort of hauling something out of Hyperspace. The Engineers worked quickly, modifying their pull to power ratios to assist in ripping the craft out and within moments were successful.

Bridge of the Song of War.

"Forced reversion in 3...

2...

1...

Mark."

The ships head engineer spoke simply, knowing full well that no damage would occur to this ships engine couplings. The white wall of light slowly reverted to starstreaks before the craft fully reverted. Spacial compensators immediately kicked in, preventing the crew suffering a major jolt from such a rude stop.

The engineer nodded towards the command chair, where one of Hapes most experianced commanders sat. Captain Astarta sat quietly in the large chair, her mood pensive. She had been involved in hundreds of similar blockades and situations, sometimes hostile and sometimes not, but none had been conducted in such a hap hazard manner.

The captain had served in almost all capacities there was on offer in the Hapes Navy, including being bodyguard to the Chume'da Isolder. Despite her age, she remained a woman of rare beauty, with long, dark red hair and eyes as blue as the skies of her home planet Terephon. She rose from the chair, her movements fluid and catlike, and approached the small durasteel podium from which she could conduct all manner of combat. The holographic display revealed the planet itself and two TTR floatillas. They were of little consequince militarily and Astarta doubted that LFX would have had any trouble in destroying them if they came to that conclusion.

The fact that they had withheld and peacefully negotiated was a credit to the LFX leadership. And yet their appeared no combat craft of LFX origins within Commenors orbit.

Strange...

Shrugging mentally, Astarta pressed a red button on the podium. Instantly red covered the corridors of the battleship as the ship was sent into combat mode. Sirens sounded, sending their men and women to battlestations, pilots scrambling to reach their fighters. Pressing another button, the captain activated her shipwide intercom.

"Crew, we are here on a mission of peace. Do not fire unless fired upon, but in that event each wing commander has the authorisation to launch a full strike in retaliation."

Astarta had not been given authorisation by the Chume'da for such an action, but the fact that the ship alone could destroy every ship in the sector should have discouraged any effort by either party to strike.

Deactivating the intercom she turned towards her hangar techs who were eagerly reporting the launch of all fighters.

"Ready our reserve squadrons for launch, and order a simple 5 kilometre CAP around the ship. No ship is to stray from those directives unless engaged. Raise sheilds."

Receiving acknowledgements from the women, Astarta turned her attention to the bridges comm suite.

"Lieutenant, Open a channel to both parties. This is being settled now. The Royal Hapes trading consortium has lost too much revenue from this attack, and we must protect our trade routes."

She needed not to have added her personal anguish to the issue, but Astarta was an old woman now, and her prejudices could not be avoided. As she awaited confirmation from her commtechs, she casually plucked a fruit from a bowl that was held by a servant, the fruits original a tree of Knowledge from Selab. She quickly finished as she received comfirmation that she was now broadcasting on every frequincy in the sector.

"Members of the Tholatin Blockading Floatilla, LFX Industrial Personel and civillians. The manner in which this blockade has been conducted, and the reasons behind that action appear dark and malevolent, but our close contact with Tholatin over the years forces us to disbeleive the speculation that has been generated by this event.

The Hapes Consortium is hereby breaking this blockade. Enough blood has been shed in this endeavour, and only more can come from it. Gunboat diplomacy in this day and age is a deplorable and barbaric practice. Realising that neither power will back down of its own volition, Hapes and IDTech are coming together to end this threat to life and galactic commerce. This coalition is formed from two enemies, Hapes and IDTech have been in a state of war before, so perhaps that alone can appeal to both parties.

We call for Tholatin to withdraw from sovreign LFX Industrial space. You leave with no loss of honour, but instead with the friendship of the Hapan people. I implore you to leave now, and prevent further bloodshed."

(OOC: Fleet Manifest

Matriarch Class Battlecruiser- Song of War
8 Squadrons of Storm Fighters
2 Squadrons of Modified Miy'Til Fighter Bombers
5 Squadrons of Standard Miy'Til Fighters
12 Hetrinar Fighter Bombers

Kamon, i also need to speak to you on AIM, so try and catch me.)

"The Hapes Consortium is hereby breaking this blockade. Enough blood has been shed in this endeavour, and only more can come from it..."

He taped his datapad repeatedly, its contents that of the numerous losses incurred in life, credits and ships. Each and every quitent taken into account, numeralized, and stated with great context.

"This coalition is formed from two enemies, Hapes and IDTech have been in a state of war before, so perhaps that alone can appeal to both parties."

He was angered, greatly. As was every citizen of Reecee, every employee of the company. This was unprescedented in modern society, civilized people didnt do these things. Those ships were never designed to enter a warzone. As the rage boiled inside he couldnt contain it any longer.

"We call for Tholatin..."

Turning to the communications panel beside him he quickly used some of the overide commands that he had learned from the crew over the last few days of travel, amazing what one could learn over a few drinks and a favor. Taping into the direct feed he transfered his audio/video feed to overlay the signal of the others, boosting his signal and making his the visible one

"This is Jarm Shapel, IDTech Spokesman, and reaper of the sum owed credits by The Tholatin Republic for their merciless killings of said IDTech crews, Destruction of Said IDTech ships, Losses of cargo, reimbursement against grief for the families involved at the very least of our charges.

"The blood shed here today by the so called peace loving Tholatin Republic and its leaders will not soon be forgoten. Not by me, nor by the civil minded members of the galactic community. Remember my words, and the words of our leader, for they ring true, now and forever!"

[i]he slaped the comm overide again, cuting his own transmission. Staring at the screen a brief moment, he grabbed his pad again, and began the trek back to the main bridge

OOC:I'll be on tonight about seven.

General Skai saw the Hapan and IDTech ships revert. He heard Astarta speak. He also heard the IDTech person speak. Skai sent a reply.

"This is General Skai of the Tholatin Republic. First off I should say hello Astarta. I believe we have met before. The only ships in LFX space are the fighters and my two Nebulon's which are retrieving those fighters. We never came here to engage in warfare with LFX. My fighters only went in for a scan. Note that my ships were attacked without provoking an assault.

"We will withdraw once someone trust worthy confirms to us that no terrorist attacks will originate from here. If you could confirm that for us by not having LFX tell you it would be appreciated.

"To whoever was stupid enough to speak for IDTech I say this. We will not pay for your ships or the loss of those lives. It may have been partially our fault, but it also your fault for not detecting the problems with the craft. Besides, TTR will not pay anything for a group that was pirated from TTR."


Meanwhile, the Nebulons had stopped firing and were retreating beyond the ship that had just jumped in. Once they were far enough away from it, they made the jump to hyperspace. They were ordered to head back to Tholatin as TTR would be withdrawing from the area.

The kilometre-long Star Destroyer came to a standstill as the massive shape of the Song of War crashed into the system, already transmitting.

The opposing forces quickly came apart as the Hapan warship came to a halt as well, and the Captain of the Kirov watched as the Tholatin warships prepared to leap into hyperspace...

He smiled grimly and turned his ship around, preparing to make the jump back towards Commenor.

The Nebulon's had already left, and the Interdictors had shut down their gravoty wells. That meant the ships in the area were free to leave.

Without a word, the Tholatin ships turned away from Commenor and jumped to hyperspace. Not being in combat with any vessels meaning they didn't have to run first. They just turned and jumped. All of them. Nothing was left behind.