Star Wars Republic Dream
No Jedi though. :(
I was running a small cargo freighter with a stash of blaster ammunition disguised as power cells for remote controlled racing pods (and they worked for that, extra long life though about 1000 hours instead of 100.)
I found myself on the inspection deck of a Republic Star Destroyer. I managed to get a tour of the TIE fighter launch bays while they were doing the "Safety Inspection" on my ship. I ended up giving a pair of the racing pods to the captain for his troopers to use as , and he gave me a couple of shot up TIE fighters they were going to trash. Just the Ion drive panels and the cockpit. The sensors and weapons systems had been surveyed out. The things might be repairable to fly though. I thought it was a good trade, I could at least make it look like I had a republic escort when I got to my destination.
In flying away from the Star Destroyer I got the distinct impression that the Captain actually knew what I was transporting, and just thought it was OK that settlers on the Rim worlds might need more Blaster ammunition than could be had through official channels.
At my destination the client knew about the TIE fighters, and offered me enough cash to retire. So now I knew the Captain had known all along everything I was doing. That felt weird, I'd been turned down for Republic Scout work, and now here I was doing undercover work. I made the deal, and loaned my engineers to the reconstruction effort. The colony now had Republic picket ships. The Garrison commander wanted me to take more payment for the re-construction help, but I told him I was just glad to finally be of service to the Republic.
That's when the other shoe dropped. I was offered the opportunity to take a couple of prisoners back to the core worlds, where I would again be inspected and they would be replaced with droids. I was then to put up a convincing fight but let "Pirates" take the droid copies and good luck surviving. Rogue Squadron would jump in in time to save us from being blasted. Or would pick up our lifeboats if we got shot up anyway. I left most of my crew behind on the Star Destroyer Liberator, just to keep them safe. Unfortunately I awoke before I could tell how the dream came out.
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ad astra per technica,
FF
I was running a small cargo freighter with a stash of blaster ammunition disguised as power cells for remote controlled racing pods (and they worked for that, extra long life though about 1000 hours instead of 100.)
I found myself on the inspection deck of a Republic Star Destroyer. I managed to get a tour of the TIE fighter launch bays while they were doing the "Safety Inspection" on my ship. I ended up giving a pair of the racing pods to the captain for his troopers to use as , and he gave me a couple of shot up TIE fighters they were going to trash. Just the Ion drive panels and the cockpit. The sensors and weapons systems had been surveyed out. The things might be repairable to fly though. I thought it was a good trade, I could at least make it look like I had a republic escort when I got to my destination.
In flying away from the Star Destroyer I got the distinct impression that the Captain actually knew what I was transporting, and just thought it was OK that settlers on the Rim worlds might need more Blaster ammunition than could be had through official channels.
At my destination the client knew about the TIE fighters, and offered me enough cash to retire. So now I knew the Captain had known all along everything I was doing. That felt weird, I'd been turned down for Republic Scout work, and now here I was doing undercover work. I made the deal, and loaned my engineers to the reconstruction effort. The colony now had Republic picket ships. The Garrison commander wanted me to take more payment for the re-construction help, but I told him I was just glad to finally be of service to the Republic.
That's when the other shoe dropped. I was offered the opportunity to take a couple of prisoners back to the core worlds, where I would again be inspected and they would be replaced with droids. I was then to put up a convincing fight but let "Pirates" take the droid copies and good luck surviving. Rogue Squadron would jump in in time to save us from being blasted. Or would pick up our lifeboats if we got shot up anyway. I left most of my crew behind on the Star Destroyer Liberator, just to keep them safe. Unfortunately I awoke before I could tell how the dream came out.
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ad astra per technica,
FF
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