STAR WARS THE REBELLION OF RAKATA PRIME The Empire has long since replaced the Galactic Republic, and has been in its place for fourteen years. The planet of Rakata Prime, which has long been a world set off limits by the Republic, due to its historical significance, has become a world capitalised upon by the Empire. Cities and smaller towns have been built and continue to be constructed on the planets many tropical islands, and construction crews and vehicles are always present, removing the littered remains of Old Republic and Sith Empire vehicles, which had been crashed on the planets surface for many thousands of years. The Rebel Alliance has recently received word that, amongst the numerous citizens flocking to the new cities on the planet, Imperial cargo vessels are arriving and departing from the world at an incredible rate, leading to a small group of Rebel operatives heading to Rakata Prime, to find out the true depth of this Imperial plot and stop it. Meanwhile, in orbit of the planet, the Victory-Class Star Destroyer, 'The Hydra's key officers and soldiers are about to receive classified information from Imperial High Command.... << So as I said in the Sign-Up thread, we won't be starting just yet, but here is the opening crawl to hype things up while we wait. If you want to join please create your characters in the sign-up thread. Thanks >>
A lone figure wanders the streets of a town bazaar, his dark brown cloak slightly fluttering and his stark white Old Sith Wars era armor causing him to slightly stick out. Slung across his back is a large white, rectangular shield emblazoned with a blue insignia of the ancient Jedi Order and concealed under his cloak is the unmistakable hilt of a lightsaber.
<< I guess we're starting then. >> In orbit of Rakata Prime, on board the bridge of the Hydra, a Victory-Class Star Destroyer, a meeting was about to take place for the higher ranking Imperial agents from Rakata Prime. A junior Officer opened up the ship-wide com-link. "Could the following please make their way to the bridge; Commander Takken, Storm Commando Sarge and Storm Commando Driver. Your presence has been requested by Lieutenant-Commander Nightsinger. Thank you." he says. Behind the officer, Nightsinger nodded. "Open the channel to Outer-Rim Command when their all here." she orders to the officer, patting him on the back before walking toward the holo-table in the centre of the room.
Hydra, Rakata Prime Orbit Clench Driver arrived on the bridge a few short minutes after the initial summons. Striding boldly into the room, he marched over to the holo-table; he removed his helmet and thumped it onto the table in one fluid motion. He smirked at Nightsinger and quipped, "You called, darling?"
Nightsinger would curl her lip in a mixture of shock and disgust. She was told of the Commando's behaviour traits when he was reassigned to her vessel, but she didn't think he would be this bold about it. "Yes I did..." she replies. Sarge, who had marched in directly after Clench, would growl underneath his helmet. "RC-1013, at your command." Sarge says to the Officer, removing his helmet, revealing a scarred, obviously cloned face, with one eye being replaced by a clunky metal one.
HYDRA Jax made her way to the bridge, removed her helmet, and stood at attention. "Lieutenant Commander"
Jak would silently watch the officers arrive from the doorway, his DLT-19 in hand. The Edge, Somewhere in Hyperspace Admiral Thermis would sit in the cockpit, watching the blue lights streaking by "This Admiral Thermis, all hands report to the conference room." With that, Thermis would leave his seat.
Rakata Prime "Much has changed since my last visit to this place" Sir Balderich mused, as he wandered the streets and took in the sights, once familiar, but now anything but.
Nightsinger would nod to the Stormtrooper Commander. "Commander." Rakata Prime In orbit of the beautiful, tropical planet, an archaic, Sheathipede Class Shuttle flew overhead one of the larger cities. "Prepare too land." a Neimodian dressed in expensive robes would say. Onboard the cockpit, a B-1 Battle Droid Pilot would turn to him and nod. "Roger roger."
Jax took a quick glance at the clone in the room before returning her attention to Nightsinger. "May I ask why you've called us all here?"
Sarge would glance back, to the Stormtrooper, his face contorted in disgust. "Stormtroopers." he mutters under his breath. There was a long, pregnant pause. "Yes you may." Nightsinger would say, clearing her throat and breaking the silence. "As all of you are not only my best soldiers, but also some of my closest advisors. As such, Outer Rim High Command has given you clearance to witness the message that is incoming... from Governor Tarkin." she explains.
"I'm unsure as of yet. However we will not defy the commands of the Governor, nor any other members of Outer Rim Command he has involved." the Lieutenant-Commander would reply.
"Of course, Commander. Coms Officer, are we ready?" "Whenever you are ready, Lieutenant-Commander." the Coms Officer replies.
((By the way, you might want to bump Nightsinger up to Captain or Colonel, because Lieutenant-Commander is actually one rank below Commander.))
((You're looking at the Navy Ranking System. Stormtroopers follow the Imperial Army Ranking System.))
