Topic: Hanger Deck

The ventral side of the Star Destroyer holds an interdiction bay for captured spacecraft and an assault bay for launching fighters if the main bay is occupied. Within the hanger decks are:

Starfighters complement: 4 TIE/ln Fighter Squadrons, 1 TIE Interceptor Squadrons, 1 TIE Bomber Squadron, 20 AT-ATs, 30 AT-STs, 1 Pre-fabricated Garrison Base, 100 Probe Droids.

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Senior Commander Taal walked briskly along through the corridors of the Star Destroyer, acknowledging the greetings and salutes along the way.  He arrived at the administrative section of the Star Fighter Wing's operational area and greeted his staff as he walked through to his office.  He dumped the data pads on one of the seats in front of his desk, then took his seat behind the desk.  The Orderly, sensing his boss's mood correctly, knocked at the hatch and entered after Taal said simply "Come".

Taal looked up at his enlisted Navy clerk and said flatly, "Good morning Jenkins.  Some fool steward in the Officer's Mess spilled tea on those data pads.  Take them out and get them replaced by Tech Services before our command staff meeting.  I don't want to be without access to my data."  He paused and then asked, "Anything cooking that I need to be aware of?"

Taal

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Crewman Jenkins straightened his uniform as he entered the office. He nodded acknowledgement of the order to trash the data pads and replace them. "Yes sir, right away. Crew Chief Holmes was performing preventative maintenance on TIE-655-21 and found a faulty gasket in the auxiliary fuel pump. He checked back stock and found tears in six other gaskets.He would like to pull checks on all Squadron 3 to make certain it won't be a problem.

We also have the numbers back on Squadron 2s live fire drills. It appears the boys are hitting solidly 23% accuracy. Better than Imperial standards."

-Jenkins

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Taal nodded as Yeoman Jenkins informed him of the Crew Chief's findings and recommendations for Squadron 3.  "Good... good.  Send Crew Chief Holmes my compliments for his fine work, Jenkins, and I'll grant permission to red line them to check the gaskets for Squadron 3.  While their birds are grounded, we'll have the pilots engage in classroom training on combat maneuvers."  He paused for a moment in thought, then said, "Give my Crew Chief a heads-up that I'll want to take my Interceptor out this afternoon, eh?"  He entered his access code into his desk data pad and looked up at Jenkins, adding a slight smile to his dismissal, "That's all Yeoman." 

With that done, he began to review the gunnery exercise results for Squadron 2, nodding as he saw an occasional bright spot in scores.  The new personnel assignments had worked out well, and he made a mental note to give the squadron CO one "Atta Boy" for his proposed changes.

Taal

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Yeoman Jenkins saluted, spun about on his well polished boots exiting the Commander's office and moving to his own work station. He immediately cleared Squadron 3 for maintenance and set up time in the simulators for the pilots. He then sent a message to the Commander's flight crew to begin prepping his Interceptor -S for deployment. It was not unusual for the Commander to fly with his pilots on training missions. It gave the men a sense of camaraderie with their superior officer and the respect that he too would take the same risks as his pilots. He finished inputting the Commanders orders and returned to the Commanders office.

"My appologies sir for the interruption, your Interceptor is being prepped. Would you like an escort wing for your flight, or would you prefer me to muster the Squadron for maneuvers."
-Jenkins

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Taal looked up and smiled slightly at the Yeoman, then said, "Ah, thank you Jenkins."  He considered the question about an escort, then said, "Let's see how Squadron 2 does on a simulated alert scramble.  Once I'm launched, we can sound an alert for Squadron 2 only and see how they do.  We'll take advantage of our time in normal space and get some live flying under their belts."

He then went back to work and crunched some numbers on performance and logistics issues, then signed off after an hour and prepared to leave for the staff meeting.  As he walked out of his office he said to the Yeoman, "I'm on my way to the staff meeting, Jenkins. Unless something comes up we'll proceed with the flight planning as discussed."

Taal

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Jenkins clicked his heels together. "Yes Sir Commander. Emergency scramble drill will sound upon your launch sir. Have a good meeting Sir." Jenkins responded.

-Jenkins

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<Attention all decks, Dominator will be entering hyperspace in one minute. All hands to secure stations. One minute to hyperdrive initiation. That is all.>

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The air was thick with with the scent of ion exhaust. Kneeling off to the side of the landing area, hunched over a pile of parts, and out of regulation uniform, sat the conscripted mechanic. His coat was flung off to the side of him and his sleeves where rolled up past his elbows. A mouse droid buzzed around him with an electric blue racing stripe going down the middle as he worked.

"Sheeet...That ain't good..." the mechanic said as he stepped back from a speeder bike that was half taken apart. He stood and stretched his back with a satisfying pop leaving grease covered hand prints on his uniform pants. He looked around the hangar deck and scratched his head, leaving a dark spot in his brown hair. "Guess this ain't where I get hanger's fer my new Imperialy gifted wardrobe." He bent back down and took a closer look again "Oh! The darn power cell is wired backwards..." he said as he put a note on the controls showing up as down and back as forward.

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A junior officer working through cataloging a stack of of parts shot Bobba a side ways sneer. His chin and nose turned up away from the conscript as he went back to his work. A sudden jolt shot through the ship as it jumped to hyperspace. Several motor components shifted and rolled over.

The officer walked over shaking his head. "Did you not hear we were jumping to hyperspace. How is this workspace in anyway 'secure." Disdain weighed heavily in the man's voice.
-Tight Ass Imperial Junior Officer

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Boba's head snapped up as he started to pick up the parts "Damn it Squeeker, ya' were supposed ta tell me when we'er goin' into light speed." he snapped at the mouse droid before looking up at the officer "Well shoot, y'all want poodoo fixed, Boba needs his movin' room." he said with a bit of a hip thrust at the officer "I mean, ya ever try to get it on with someone in them repair bays? Its like trying ta fit a hut through an astromech slot. It just don't work!". He slammed down one of the control arms he had removed as the mouse droid scooped up some of the bolts that had come loose "Although, enough lube, anything is possible."

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The officer gave a disgusted look. "You will keep your personal issues to yourself, or take them back to the labor pool where they undoubtedly find your wit amusing. And you will keep your workspace tidy or you will find yourself on report. How the likes of you became lead flight technician is beyond me." The officer turn about on his heel, apparently done with his condescending diatribe. His boots clicked several times as he headed for his post before turning about again. "And get some fresh coveralls, you look like a parts scavenger."
-TAIJO

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Yeoman Jenkins received a communication from Sr Cdr Taal on the Bridge regarding the planned fighter exercise. "Jenkins, the Captain has placed us in Hyperdrive in route to our next assignment.  Given the situation, cancel the planned exercise and stand down the crews from ready status.  We'll pick up again when we exit Hyperdrive.  We'll want to have a squadron on ready status when we exit Hyperdrive, just in case.  Taal out."

Taal

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Taal stepped off the lift and headed for his office to let Jenkins know he was back in the AO (Area of Operations).  So far today, things were going along fairly well.  He was looking forward to seeing how the men were doing.

Taal

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As the doors opened, Anders took a quick scan of the area, noting the conscript and his unorthodox but effective ways, and the TAIJO walking off with nothing better to do. They were not the reason he was in the bay,  however. Steadily walking over towards Taal's office he checked his uniform and buzzed for entry.

Why did Suzy fall out of the swing?  Because she had no arms.
Knock, knock. Who's there?
Not Suzy

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OOC - Will the Yeoman respond or do you want me to take the call, Kevin?

Mike

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Occ: I will have the yo man respond, was just trying to let Daniel and BW get a post in if he wants to play against the assembling crowd.

IC: Yoeman Jenkins recieved his Commander's orders after the ship jumped to hyperspace. He hurried about changing the directives to the squadron pilots and switching orders to the ground crews to begin prepping the fighters for deployment upon exiting hyperspace. Before he knew it, the Commander was teetering his office. Jenkins stood to attention, a stack of info tablets juggling in his hands. "Commander, sir! Your orders are being processed. I was wondering if you desired to return squadron 3 to active duty as we are going into an operational theater?"
-Yeoman Jenkins

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Senior Commander Taal looked at his Yeoman and shook his head, then smiled a tiny smile, saying, "For Pete's sake, put down those tablets, man, before you have any accident."  He continued into his office and said, "Squadron 3 is still red-lined until we find out if all their gaskets are serviceable.  We can't have them falling out of the sky in front of the natives... bad for morale and for ship in the news vids."

The entry hatch buzzed with someone asking for entry... "Get that, will you Jenkins?"

Taal

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Boba smirked as he wiped the grease from his hands. He ignored the young Junior Officer as Taal walked by, not offering a salute, and just nodded at the man. As soon as he herd Taal talking about Squadron 3 he blinked "Oh yeah...That what I was supposed to be doin'." With a quick pop of his h=back, he headed off to talk to the Senior Commander about a part's order.

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Jenkins placed his tablets down in a stack as he opened the door to the office in response to the buzzer. As it opened he found himself face to face with Agent Anders. His professional demeanor had him keep a practiced straight face, however the sudden terror of having Imperial intelligence at your door made him swallow sharply. There are few things an enlisted man, or officer for that matter, dreaded more than a friendly visit from Internal Affairs.

He cleared his throat. "Sir, yes sir, how may I help you today?"
-Jenkins

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While Jenkins answered the buzz at the door, Taal continued to sort his intelligence information on the planet ahead of them.  He was trying to identify the locations of any landing fields, repair facilities and emergency resources, as well as the probable reception of his pilots and crews by locals at those points.  This would be good intell for the crews later as they engaged in planetary maneuvers.

Taal

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Mike Palmer wrote:

While Jenkins answered the buzz at the door, Taal continued to sort his intelligence information on the planet ahead of them.  He was trying to identify the locations of any landing fields, repair facilities and emergency resources, as well as the probable reception of his pilots and crews by locals at those points.  This would be good intell for the crews later as they engaged in planetary maneuvers.

Taal

While the planet was semi developed, there were only a handful of spaceport outside the capitol city. Maps and topographic projections moved across his screenshowing trade centers, militia stations and fuel depots. Certainly the political officer would have ideas how and where they were to stage their extravaganza, but from a strategic viewpoint, this world could be easily subdued by Dominator in a matter of hours.

Jenkins opened the door allowing the intelligence operative in.

-GM

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Taal prepared a brief run down on the locations of importance, as set forth in the Imperial database, and put the findings into his personal data file for later access.  The Dominator would be able to act to control or suppress these strategic points in a short amount of time, but the tactics to be used might reveal an entirely different story.  As a good career move, he decided to keep his opinions to himself.

As the hatch opened, the senior commander looked up to see who Jenkins had just admitted.

Taal

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From behind the raw material storage, and astromech came screaming out into the main area. The mech's top spinning wildly as it crashed and bumped into walls and past Boba. catching a wiff of the smoke, the mechanic blinked and looked around "Oh poodoo, my still!" he shouted as he took off after the droid whom by now was starting to catch fire "I need a kronging fire kit!"

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As Bobba hightailed it for his smoking mash, and the poor astromech droid began to flame out in its erratic charge across the deck, warning lights began to flash, and fire suppression droids disbatched from the cieling.

Three fire units chased the flaming astromech droid, accidentally crashing into one another as they traced its zigzaging patch. This started a secondary fire, triggering even more alarms. Crews on the deck rushed to get their fire protection gear on and get organized to keep flames away from munitions and fuel supplies.

The deck was now a scene of chaos. The deck commander was going to be sorely embarrassed.
-GM