A small fleet of 2 metre tall pyramid-shaped fighters have already been deployed, and one of the Sith fleet is destroyed on approach. With some fancy flying, the blind pilot takes out a couple while X uses her telekinesis to wipe most of them from the bridge; this clears the way sufficiently for them to forcefully board the enemy ship.
They're the second to board, the first having already unleashed their cargo of murder and slaughtering the crew on-board As the primary hall is full, they take one of the more narrow corridors, and shrug off the trap. They throw a couple of their minions into the fray as they fight their way into the larger crew and real masters of the ship.
Hacking the systems, they find the panic room and subdue the gold-scaled captain of the ship after gunning down his three elite bodyguards. Moving their way up to the bridge with the saurian-body shield, they force a surrender and lock the crew in the brig.
And thus begins the slow trek to planet Khem Tal after slapping down a heavy amount of engine tape as well as faith in the Force. During the two week journey, they investigate the ship for causes of its damage, and discover that it was a systemic power anomaly throughout the mundane systems after a surge in the entechment capacitors.
In addition, week one, three of Pradeque's soldiers run past him down one of the halls in terror. He stops two of them, demanding an explanation, and kills the one who stated "we were surrounded and fled for our lives." The second one gave a better response of feeling that the forces before them seemed like a worthy fight for their master and did not want to waste resources with a fruitless charge into their death without his command. The word given was that the four of them were on break (fourth was unaccounted for at this point) at the mess hall, when they heard chanting surround them and felt unimaginable terror and evil.
At the mess hall, the missing fourth marine lay face down in a puddle of his own blood, a finger used to draw out an inexplicable equation onto the floor with his vital fluid before expiring. The wounds were nonexistent seemingly bled out from all available orifices. Calling upon Jon Seer to help with his Force sight, they determine that an intense point of the Dark Side manifested in the area and entered the marine, eventually leaving in its equally inexplicable manner.
At Khem Tal, they're given the next mission by one of the Dark Council, the Sphere of Logistics herself. A stern, madame-esque human. Her focus is in supplying resources for the Empire is through prostitution, slave-trafficking, and drug smuggling; which means the connections for overt military resources are constrained. As a result, the party's new mission is without much in the way of aide. They are to find a shipyard large enough to handle something scale of their capture, friendly enough to allow two overt Sith oversee the procedure for the month or two long process, and to get it fully repaired and operational.
Before getting further details on the next step, two scenes happen. Lambert calls upon his connection to solve the equation, and contacts a Givin he gave assistance in transporting A.I. modules from ship-nav system to interested buyers. The givin examines the equation, and declares it to be an integral formula describing the shape and mass of an ovoid ship, along with an energy distribution of a fission-based drive (matching their capture on all points). The equation uses the following numbers: 4, 8, 9, 15, 23, 111.
Meanwhile, the Force sensitives of the party go planet-side to meet Darth Newton, whom they've been told has developed a new technique for drawing upon much greater quantities of Dark Side energy than typical. Pradeque and Imriel are less than impressed, disgusted and dismissive even, of the givin's technique. They describe his approach as both obvious and too Vulcan in approach, focusing on the precise; claiming that when picturing someone to hate to draw Dark Side energy, you must focus specific aspects as determined by their species (brow of a human, nose-hole of a givin, etc), as well pointing out intricately precise angles for each finger when using Force Lightning.
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