It had been a quiet morning for Toran Cole. His transport glided along in space on schedule to pick up cargo from a freighter that would be arriving later and
transport it to the surface. It was an odd assignment for an assault transport, but he was bored and couldn't complain. Well on his way to meet the soon to
be arriving Action V, Toran took the time to tinker with the controls of his transport. It wasn't fast. It wasn't agile. But it did have a certain aura
about it.
It could take a pounding, to a degree, and dish one out. He always wanted to test it out to see how much it could take and give, but never the chance had come. His sensors alerted him of an arrival.
"This is Imperial Transport BX-339 to any forces in the area. We were attacked at our last drop point. Expect hostile is in pursuit. One-" the voice said over the comm line till a sharp explosion ended the conversation. They had pushed the transport as far as they could and in the end everything within her perished as her reactor went critical in a blinding flash as a bright as a star.
Toran lowered his head for a moment before altering his course. He would await whatever had done this and ensure the Empire would be avenged.
It could take a pounding, to a degree, and dish one out. He always wanted to test it out to see how much it could take and give, but never the chance had come. His sensors alerted him of an arrival.
"This is Imperial Transport BX-339 to any forces in the area. We were attacked at our last drop point. Expect hostile is in pursuit. One-" the voice said over the comm line till a sharp explosion ended the conversation. They had pushed the transport as far as they could and in the end everything within her perished as her reactor went critical in a blinding flash as a bright as a star.
Toran lowered his head for a moment before altering his course. He would await whatever had done this and ensure the Empire would be avenged.
