Welcome aboard The Eternal Revenge! "It's not the biggest ship floating through the galaxy, yet it's big enough to carry a bunch of psychopathic murderers and looters. Oh, I didn't mention? Yes, The Eternal Revenge is a pirate ship. Or rather, my pirate ship. My pride, which has been attacking ships and space stations for 30 years. She's been shot at, rammed and even crashed onto a moon. Yet every time I and my crew have fixed her up again. Well, after we got out of whatever prison we were in, at the time. Having a Xyrian ship has it's benefits. Sure, it might not be the fastest or prettiest, but it's damn well near indestructible. And now, you might be wondering who I am? I'm captain Xarn The Pillager. And from now on, I'm the who's orders you will follow. It's me you'll put your life on the line for. It's me you'll murder and pillage for. And in return, you'll get to be part of one of the most feared pirate bands in the galaxy." -Captain Xarn _______________________________________________________________________________________________________________ In the darkness of space there is complete silence. At least that is what a research-ship believes, as they orbit the moon of an old world that has been destroyed by the nuclear fires of war. They are searching for old weapons and such from a bygone age. Supposedly to make sure they don't end up in the wrong hands. Yet their work might only make it easier to take. Unfortunately for the research ship the wrong hands are closer than they think, as The Eternal Revenge is hidden in an asteroid field, waiting for the ship to pass by. The bridge of The Eternal Revenge is as full of life as it always is. The scum of a great many races are working on keeping the ship in position, and preparing for the attack. As it's only a lone ship, it's expected to be a rather easy fight. Scare them, take what we want, leave. That is the plan, at least. The main doors to the bridge opens, taking the attention of the crew. Some saluted, some almost tried to hide, while others simply kept working. It was the captain entering. The captain, Xarn, was a large imposing figure, marching over to the big seat in the middle of the room, and dropping himself down into it. He took a quick look at some of the screens that appeared in front of him, before announcing; "Twenty minutes 'til we strike boys! Try not to wreck the ship too bad before we can get our hands on the weapons. It's fun, I know, but it's the only damn reason we are out here at all!" He looked around the room, at his crew. A lot of them were people who had come along when he broke out of prison, not too long ago. Most of the others had been picked up when they were somewhere to spend a bit of money and such. Though, there was also the very few that had been in his crew for a long time. "All systems ready?" He asked to the room as a whole. Jaylin entered the bridge with a confident stride, searching for the captain. He wasn't very hard to lose, but somehow the giant man seemed to escape her as she charged toward him with her tech pad in hand. He had asked her to chart the ships repair levels, since they were constantly fixing something or other. It seemed by the way he dodged into the bridge, he was toying with her somehow; which he normally did. Her hooves clicked against the metal floor, her hips swaying and her long white hair following her like a river of satin behind her. A couple of the crew turned their heads to watch her as she crossed the space, catching up with him and standing next to his gigantic throne-like seat in the center of the room. "Now that I've caught up with you sir, i think you should see this..." She held the illuminated pad in front of Xarn's face, knowing he wouldn't give her serious attention unless she did. "We've got a jam in the main booster, possibly the side cannon as well. If you're planning on attacking now, we have to re-route our power to the topside and west side. I advise a bit into the shield as well..." She gave him a sincere smile, hoping he would head her advice. Xarn grabbed the pad, giving it a quick look. "Do whatever you need to do. We're attacking someone who's barely got a gun to defend themselves, and less of them that can use them! As long as we can fly up to them and get the tractor beam on them, we'll get the old things they've got easily!" He growled, tossing the pad back at Jaylin. "They're a bunch of pansies, dusting off old stuff! They wouldn't be able to stop us, even if half The Revenge was missing!" Xarn said, leaning towards her. After glaring at her for a moment, he sat back in his seat. He knew she was just trying to keep the ship working, yet he was annoyed by her eternal nagging. Jaylin was a bit disappointed the captain didn't listen to her, but he rarely did. It was only sensual moments in the midst of night that he agreed to take her suggestions. She placed a hand on her hip, redirecting power and doing as he said. Jaylin was one of the few that carried a light pad with the main controls to whole ship. She was always with the captain and if they needed it, she could do anything he requested. The light pad was portable and sufficient. "We should take out their external engine Captain, they'll be thrown into reserve power and we can take them easily..." They could see their target ever so slowly drift into sight. It was only a small ship, seemingly unarmed. Probably didn't have a crew of more than 30 men, meaning it would barely be any fun at all. "Jaylin?" Xarn put a long, muscled arm around her waist and pulled her closer to him. "Do you really think I don't have enough experience to know that shooting their engines is a good way to stop our targets?" He asked, with a slightly annoyed voice. "Some of the guys are already aiming for it. We're just waiting for it to come into position. So unless you've got any more *useful* advice, I suggest that you get your pretty little ass ready." "If you have enough experiance sir, perhaps you should have just brought a love slave aboard, instead of a woman with a mind and a will. This ship is as much my child as it is yours, and I will do what I can to protect her..." Jaylin wrenched her lithe body from his clutches, turning her head to her light pad again and addressing the crew. She stood with her head high and her shoulders back; always dignified. "Listen up! Focus the main cannon on their external engine, Captain wants that ship dead in the black. Re-route shields to a wide front blanket of coverage and prepare the pods to go down. We're going to need a team of four to accompany the Captian, who's able?" Jaylin seemed to inspire the crew as she rocked her hips to the sides, placing her slender fingers over her exposed hip bones. One by one fingers rose into the air for volunteers. The Adari woman leaned over at the waist, talkig directly to Xarn with honey sweet voice. "Take your pick, Captian."