COUNCIL!!!!!!!!!

[DarthDarkCloak]

[c]Somewhere near Corellia[/c]

[Live Wire]

*LW suspected DDC was planning a way out. Turning on her wrist comm she paged the fleet commander.*

LW: I want beta fleet in orbit above tso HQ. I want anything that tries to approach us shot down!

FC: Understood ma'am. Nothing will get through.

*LW yells back at LD*

Get some techs and get those bay doors closed manually. You know where the switch is.

*She turns back to DDC*

There will be no salvation for you. You will face the consequences of your actions.

*LW and Banestone both hit DDC with balls of force destruction simultaneously and LW smiles as he falls to the ground and coughs up blood*

*out of the corner of her eyes she sees techs scramble to the bay doors manual controls. LD is with them and slowly the huge doors begin to close*

It's over DDC! You can't win.

[DarthDarkCloak]

[DarthDarkCloak]

*The shuttle sneaks into space carrying a ver injured DDC and into the nightcrawler. TSOs sensors and coms ae disrupted by the nighcrawlers scrambling arrays, and The nightcrawler escapes carying the shuttle. Minutes later the other nightcrawler and three interdicor cruisers pull out. Now DDC was on the long journey home.*

[Banestone]

OOC: Ooh, I like the new sig, DDC!

IC: *Banestone stares at the hangar ceiling moodily, as he senses the battle raging overhead... as TSO's forces handily beat off the renegade ships of DDC's, the Sith wheels and stalks angrily to his chambers. As he strides out of the hangar, two fresh Caracan Knight corpses are both twisted and flung through the air like rag dolls to smash messily against the walls in his wake.

Maintenance is contacted to clean up the mess... and fix the friggin holes in the hangar bay doors that have been created recently*

[Lady DeVille]

*De'Ville sighed, and ducked as two corpses flew through the air above her head. Cloak had escaped, but at what cost? She shook her head and started silently walking back to her room to sleep off her bloodlust.*