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Governor's Gambit - Star Wars SI into Imperial Governor

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Freefaller said:
Flying over Edinspire, the city sprawling below her. Edispire was built on one the largest elevated plateau in the region. It was a massive piece of elevated land, nearly 400 meters above the ground, with roughly 40 square kilometers of flat land ready to be built on. Edinspire only covered around half of that.
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On one hand, a set limit on the size of the planetary capital is unfortunate. On the other, if you can afford some planetary shields, you got your planetary government absolutely protected.
Freefaller said:
The spaceport especially was expanding quickly. See, when the city had first been founded, prospectors found veins of precious ore inside the plateau. However, while said ore funded the building and growth of the city, it eventually ran out. Now a great many caverns run throughout the center of the plateau. It took some excavation, but now a large bore hole similar to the sinkholes of Utapau now sat there. Many of the original mining tunnels were made safe, expanded, and now functioned as hangards for the variety of ships that came and went day in and day out. A train system delivered cargo to the city from both the spaceport and its above ground counterpart, made to cater to larger vessels that couldn't easily or safely fit in the main structure.
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Nice an underground port. Wonder if there can be any hanger bays on the side of the plateau? Also I hope those massive tunnels don't get infested with Wretched.
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Upon landing, she saw that the guests ship was already on the pad, opening its doors. In seconds, she was standing in front of emissaries. Specifically, emissaries from Rendili StarDrive.
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Let's see if Las can poach some of those Assault Frigates from the fracturing company.
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Regardless, he acknowledged over comms, and took aim. The enemies were these flying creatures, sporting four wings in the shape of an X-wing, around five meters long. Alone they were fast and nasty. It was their riders that worried them.

Large, humanoid people covered head to toe in furs, so much so not even their eyes could be seen.

They carried slings of some sort of explosive compound, and every now and again came around to bombard their outpost.
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Initial contact with the natives is going well I see. At least Minda's government isn't going to expand quickly enough to wipe them out before the Empire goes kaput.
 
Doombringer said:
The local admiral is literally reassigning her entire ship and replacing it with his own because that high official is coming.
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On the plus side that "high official" is probably includes Tarkin, which means Shas gets to miss the entire Imperial debacle that is the Battle of Scarif. Given what happened to the Star Destroyers in that battle she'll be glad she's not there.

Imagine taking some vacation time to try to reconnect with your brother, only to get word that your previous posting just got blown to smithereens. With any luck that might leave Sister Dearest in need of something to do while the bureaucracy struggles to find somewhere to reassign her.
 
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Yacov said:
On the plus side that "high official" is probably Tarkin, which means Shas gets to miss the entire Imperial debacle that is the Battle of Scarif. Given what happened to the Star Destroyers in that battle she'll be glad she's not there.

Imagine taking some vacation time to try to reconnect with your brother, only to get word that your previous posting just got blown to smithereens. With any luck that might leave Sister Dearest in need of something to do while the bureaucracy struggles to find somewhere to reassign her.
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Remember Rogue 1? Tarkin isn't the planed visitor, it's Krenick. But other than that yeah you're right. Honestly that debacle might get every ship in that command split up and reassigned to wipe the shame from the record and forget it ever happened. It could be that ship gets reassigned to the very backwater her brother and sister are already assigned to.
 
I guess, in a way, Shas Mola can actually thank the admiral for unintentionally saving her from the upcoming debacle at Scarif. If Shas does decide to visit Minda, I wonder if Commodore Veers will ask for the chance to tour Shas's Imperial Class Star Destroyer, an Imperial-II at that, since those ships tend to be the most sought-after ships to command behind the Super Star Destroyers.
 
Aeroeng said:
how would he know of the X-wing? It's a relatively new fighter(At least started use in 1 BBY by the Rebellion), and is only used by them, the only other versions were the prototypes.
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Per Wookiepedia, the T-65B model was in use as early as 5 BBY. This fic starts as of 2 BBY so the snubfighter is available on the market.
 
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Per Wookiepedia, the T-65B model was in use as early as 5 BBY. This fic starts as of 2 BBY so the snubfighter is available on the market.
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The first mentions in legends was listed as a little before 1BBY, and I looked over Wookiepedia and could not find any point in the T-65 or the T-65B articles that say it was in use at 5BBY, the earlist appearance in Disney was during the battle of Scarif in 1BBY.
 
Aeroeng said:
The first mentions in legends was listed as a little before 1BBY, and I looked over Wookiepedia and could not find any point in the T-65 or the T-65B articles that say it was in use at 5BBY, the earlist appearance in Disney was during the battle of Scarif in 1BBY.
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It's in the the main X-Wing article: "The T-65B model was in use[18]​ as early as 5 BBY.[19]​ Saw Gerrera's Partisans had two of them in their livery during that period.[18]"​
 
Grant: I have a pitch! Inquisitus. Dayspa.

Las: "How do I spin this?" I fear that our dark side spa would deplete quickly, leaving our guests disappointed. Perhaps a travel program with you and seventh brother?

Grant: YOINK

Las: Oh thank every deity possible. Now they're someone elses problem.

DARKSIDE TOURISTS DESCEND ON MINDA

Frightening veiled lady, who is of course voiced by Cree Summer: It's so wholesome, it feeds my endless corruption!
Spiky faced man: I have started drinking mead instead of blood. This was previously unthinkable.

Las: Sithspit.

Seventh - fires up Obsidian talon

Whirlwind7: Warning! You have attempted to name this craft something weak as fuck. Enter non-edgelord designation or be burned to ash.

Seventh: Las, Las really gets me man, he's such a bro. Set designation as Ashwinder.

Whirlwind7: Ashwinder. Designation acceptable. Congratulations on passing edgelord screening.

Me hate Percy Jackson.
 
Chp-43: Minda Hawk Down
Chp-43: Minda Hawk Down

Kel Loyu
RV: Champion
Certifications: Tracker I, Demolition IV, Adviser III
Edin System, Highreach

All it took was one last shot.

A blue ring fired out of her pistol, stunning the trandoshan, forcing him to the ground.

From there, it was easy to toss him in a containment cell. From there, she surveyed the battlefield. It was a small smuggling cave that had been home to a pirate band. She and her family had picked out the bounty for them.

Around her lay the corpses of many, many pirates. Some simply shot, others brutalized by Kay's latest maniacal melee weapon.

This one used sparkles. There was no reason why.

"Kay" she called over the comms. "Target has been secured. You done over there?"

The sound of harsh clanks, the breaking of bones, and many screams echoed over the comms before her sister answered.

"Yup! All finished!"

Kel muted her comms before sighing. She truly loved her sister, but the bloodlust was always unnerving.

Dragging the target out of the cave, she swept her gaze across the horizon. Wide, flat plains stretched into infinity, broken up by large plateaus dotting the landscape.

Turning back to the ship, she brought the containment unit onboard. After securing it, she made her way to the cockpit.

In the pilots seat sat Kai, fiddling with sensors and the like. Connected to his chair was an extending arm, holding up a PDA like screen. It was an easily configurable ship interface, and had been the first upgrade Kai had begged for once they reached RIII, and even now he was glued to it, fingers dancing across the screen.

"Still in love with that, ey?" she ribbed, plopping down in the co-pilot seat.

He didn't deign to look at her as he responded. "It lets me tune the entire ship from my seat. If the Force is real, then it's blessed me today."

She snorted. "I'm not sure that's how the Force works."

He shrugged. "Doesn't matter, still cool."

"Just…don't get used to upgrades like these all the time. It took 3 weeks for the crew at Forged in Orbit to rewire the ship so you could do this. You're lucky the Governor likes us, or we wouldn't have the credits to pull this off."

Just as he was about to respond, something started beeping on his console.

"Kriff… its a distress call. 1.2k from here." He looked up at her, the question in his eyes clear.

"Play it." She said, a message already sent to Kay to return to the ship.

…this is the Mindan Str…e are going d…wn, I repeat, thi… the Mi… tream and w… are under atta…

Kai was looking intently at his monitor, before he nearly gasped. "The IFF signature reads as…the Mindan Stream!"

Kel cursed under her breath, already buckling in and comming Kay.

The Mindan Stream is the Governors ship. She wouldn't let their biggest employer die.

Not until they were rich, or dead.
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Today wasn't going super well.

And I mean sure, the deals with both CEC and Rendili StarDrive had gone well. CEC would get a few berths to pump out their much beloved gunships light freighters for the many mercenaries and entrepreneurs the Guild employed.

Rendili, on the other hand, got a few of the larger berths. See, business had been booming, especially in Minda, and some companies were getting big enough to expand out of the Guilds systems. And sure, they could go out and buy larger ships, pay the extra fee's and get them shipped all the way out here.

Or…they could join the Guild. Mercenary, Trading and Mining Companies of a high enough rank could order ships from the shipyards, with a discount! Not only that, but there would be a reduction in tariffs for the goods they shipped with any freighters bought in Guild territory for a whole year! Sure, it wasn't a massive reduction, but any good capitalist knows that the little things add up.

And of course, Rendili was the only company building any ships large enough for the companies to consider using for out-of-system trade and convoy protection in Guild territory.

Overall, it was a good deal. Certainly more attention grabbing than I would've liked, but at this point I have just around 2 weeks before 0BBY, so any extra bits and bobs that made me look more accomplished would be for the best.

So why isn't my day going well?

"GOVERNOR! GET DOWN!"

That. That's why my day is going badly.

I duck down behind the cockpit of the Mindan Stream, as one of my bodyguards throws a grenade over the ship. Through the glass, I can vaguely make out the shapes of the veritable swarm of Wretches that had attacked me mid-flight.

Somewhere in that swarm was the creature that shot us down. You'd think it was some AA gun, but nope. The stupidly large spear of what looked to be bone of some kind that was sticking out of my ships left wing didn't seem like the work of a turret.

With me were the 6 bodyguards that were on the ship with me, along with Oioro and both the pilot and co-pilot. It was a small crew, but we were just flying over to the newly redesigned city of Goltri to officially open their first secondary school. Not a big deal to most, but it was the first place of education higher than elementary school there so it mattered to them, and it would make me look good on the holos.

Again my guards raised up and took aim, slinging bolts of green death down range at the advancing horde. Only generous amounts of grenades, and the two heavy security LECA's that were obligated to follow me everywhere kept the creatures from turning us into unflattering pulps of flesh.

Honestly, it's a miracle that those thing both fit in the limited storage aboard the ship and survived the crash.

DangerFightUp!!!!

I don't question Mugwuffin's magical assistance, I just turn in the vaguely upwards direction I can feel through our connection, my pistol raised.

Just as I do, a Wretch launches themselves with such force that their legs shatter under the strain of their enhanced muscles. Flinging themselves over the ship and right at me.

My blaster roars, and only my clear vision of the creature combined with the fact that it was literally falling at me ensured I hit all my shots. Six heavy looking bolts of green plasma slam into the creature, turning its face into mush.

I roll to the side as its corpse splatters on the ground. Only the fact that the Commander insist that I and my forces use higher quality blaster gas combined with my upgraded and expensive pistol allowed me to 6 shot a Wretch. It would take a dozen regular bolts to kill one of these on a good day.

As this happens, an earth-shaking roar is heard, and through the horde comes a beast of a Wretch. Standing at twice the height, it seems to be four or so people stitched into one creature. Still bipedal, and standing at about the height of the LECA's, its many eyes stare in pained hatred and its mouths scream in wrathful agony.

The LECA's immediately focus fire on it, their shoulder mounted projectile launchers covering it in fire and death.

It keeps barreling through.

Just as it's about to reach the ship, an explosion rings out, and I instinctively duck down.

When I look up again, I see heavy laser fire saturating the area from a nearby ship. A ship I recognize. It fires off a bevy of what are normally anti-ship torpedoes, turning the entire horde into dust. A few go flying off in the distance, impacting what I assume to be whatever shot us down.

As the ship lands, I see the helmeted heads of the Loyu family walking out.

They are getting a fat fucking paycheck, of that I'm certain. And permanent jobs. Hopefully.

If you find talent, you never let go, right?
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Hi there folks! Sorry that this took longer than I wanted. These chapters are really fighting me. Cause I want to finish the arc before putting the story on hiatus, but I also want to just throw myself into writing that other fic. I have spent far too much time messing around with like 7 different magic systems.

Also, I spent like 5 hours playing DnD with some friends I don't see in-person very often. My character was a Cleric who was a scavenger that picked up a divine artifact from a forgotten goddess of life/healing, and now said goddess is forcing him to become her acolyte and spread her good word. Only problem? She has been weakened so much, she can only communicate through emotions. Like Mugwuffin. Except my character and her don't get along, so the prayer for casting Cure Wounds is more like "Bitch please heal me so your faith doesn't die" and shit like that. Really fun.

Anyways, feedback and comments appreciated.

Thanks for reading!
-Freefaller
 
I wonder if hes gonna get swarmed by thousands of armed people in the streets, windows and on the rooftops too.



It was bad in the movies but in the new delta force game with the black hawk down campaign it gets insane.



(The game is a bit clunky but that coop is 100% recommended if you got a group total of 4 to play with. It's iffy when you do a plug and play)
 
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