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The Venator had continued it's course away from the asteroid field, heading towards the nearest star system in answer to a distress call. They were about ready to drop out of hyperspace...

The moment they do, the Separatists are ready for them. Three large weapons firing from the planet's surface to converge on the ship. Electrical shockwaves run through the computer consoles, everyone having to leap back to keep from being electrocuted.

And then it all goes dark, the emergency lights kicking in after a moment. Everything electrical is out of commission.

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Date: 2015-05-18 05:55 pm (UTC)
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     "Whoa, whoa- hold on! They won't be life forms! The Seps forces are droids!" he shouted as he whirled around, Jarvis's words sinking in.

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Date: 2015-06-04 09:45 pm (UTC)
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     The movement he caught out of the corner of his T-visor registered with not nearly enough time to have reacted otherwise. Fives jerked back as a rayshield sprung up within the doorway, saving him a face full of blaster fire.

     "Couldn't'uv cut it a little closer, eh?" he commented, letting out a sigh in relief. Still, the Trooper kept his weapon ready, warily eying the droids just beyond the doorway.

     "How's it looking, Jarvis?"

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