Lucky Strike (A Star Wars SI)

[MarkWarrior]

Acclamator Destroyer

Description: A rushed project intended to fill gaps in the Republic Navy's fleets, the Acclamator Destroyer was able to be built in the same size bays as the standard Acclamator-Class Transport. Built for escorting and fighting fleets in the void, unfortunately, the Acclamator Destroyer carried much of the same weaknesses of the original cruiser. Though, the heavier armament, hull, and shields did give it more staying power than older ships such as the Dreadnought-Class Heavy Cruiser.

Instead of carrying troops to the ground, the Acclamator Destroyer carried Starfighters in its bays. Using the space that once carried legions for honeycombed support structures and squadrons of fighters.



Armament: 24 Quad Turbolaser turrets, 48 point defense light laser cannons, 8 heavy missile launch tubes. Capable of firing concussion missiles or Proton Torpedos.

Fighter/Bomber Complement: 144 total starfighters.

Acclamator Battleship: One of a handful of prototypes built by Republic Seinar after Kuat Drive Yards licensed the Acclamator and Venator designs to help keep up with the Republic's new production requirements. While not quite at the level of the Maelstrom, Procurator, or other battlecruisers, this ship was capable of handling threats above that which even a trio of Venators could. Unfortunately, the project was discontinued after the CIS's initial land invasion of Lianna. The destruction of the data collected during said invasion ensured that it was never pursued beyond the four or five ships that left the shipyards in 22 BBY.

Armament: 4 Heavy Quad Turbolasers, 16 heavy dual turbolasers, 8 Medium Turbolasers, 56 point defense light dual laser cannons, and 8 Heavy missile tubes.

Fighter/Bomber Complement 120 total starfighter.



Author's Note: I stole these from the "Fall of the Republic" mod of Empire at War and then modified the fluff and armament to actually make some sort of sense.

 

[Andrew1993]

Nice, some heavy ships

 

[Lillie Jones]

Thanks for the chapter

 

[bloodyparty]

"Fall of the Republic" mod of Empire at War

Click to shrink...

I knew the variant felt familiar..

Thanks for the chapter!

 

[MarkWarrior]

Chapter 28

I hadn't been able to see trees or any sort of greenery in years. The things that grew Coruscant's undercity couldn't be called green, healthy, or anything resembling the sort of plant life that I saw around me. Which is why it felt odd to be in what qualified as a rural town in 'modern' society.

The town that the Republic Navy had leased out for sailors and clones on leave was built around a gorgeous lake. There were a handful of hoverskiffs for lease or rent if you wanted to go out on the water, shops for souvenirs and food that wasn't freeze-dried and nutrient dense, and plenty of other attractions.

To be completely honest. I didn't want to do all that much aside from taking my time and enjoying the quiet. After checking into the small hotel that I'd been assigned, I found a restaurant.

I had plenty of disposable income, and after six months of nothing but freeze-dried and 'nutrient-dense' foods, I was eager for something hot and fresh. So, I took a seat and waited for the wait staff.

After a few moments, a cute young waitress had stepped out and given me a menu and a list of drinks that were available.

Unfortunately, sweet tea didn't seem to exist here. So, I ended up just getting some water and the largest steak that was available along with whatever potato analog existed here.

Sipping my water, I spent the time waiting for my food to just look out at the water. There were plenty of crewmembers from Battlegroup Huntress sitting out there, either drinking, eating, or enjoying the sun and water. There were also crews from other ships and fleets out there, mingling and enjoying the R&R.

"Well, Doc's gonna have some fun dealing with the aftermath," I chuckled, knowing that there would be a lot of hangovers to deal with. And that was before getting into the possible STDs or injuries.

"What's doc going to have fun dealing with?" Aliya asked, taking a seat next to me.

"The aftermath of that," I gestured with my water cup at the party.

"He'll make them handle it on their own," She shrugged, waving down the waiter. "What're you drinking, water? On leave?"

"I don't know what brews are good," I shrugged. "I haven't had a drop of alcohol in nearly seven years. Besides, I don't need it to have a good time."

"Suit yourself," She shrugged, ordering some sort of alcohol and the same steak I had. "You got the right idea about the steak though."

"So, are you not planning on heading out there?" I asked, looking up at the waitress and thanking her for the massive slab of medium rare I'd been handed.

"Not a fan of the water," the engineer shook her head. "And I saw you in here and figured I'd come bother my favorite Lieutenant."

"Well, I appreciate the company," I bowed my head a moment and prayed before digging into my food. "But I'm not planning on doing that much with my leave. I don't exactly have much of a life outside of the Navy right now."

"Why not?" She asked, taking a sip of her beer.

"I'm a penal conscript," I replied, chewing some of the best steak I'd ever had. "Outside of the last nine months, I spent the last five years in a Coruscanti prison."

"Well, surely you had something before that."

"I wish," I scoffed. "You couldn't pay me to go back to the undercity."

"Oh," understanding flashed through her eyes. "Yeah, I don't blame you."

"It's just the way it goes," I replied. "I'm sure once my contract's up, I'll find a place to settle down, But until then, I owe the Captain. He's the one that got me out of the prison, he even worked the paperwork so that I got the officer training. It's why I'm collecting a paycheck and can do things like this," I gestured towards the steak. "So, I might just stay in until he retires."

"More power to you," Aliya raised her beer in tribute. "I started investing my check, and asked my brother to get me a house back on Chandrila. When this war is over, I'm gonna set up my own little garage. Hopefully have few kids, and just enjoy retirement. This deployment has had enough excitement for me."

"You don't like working on antiques?" I asked.

"The learning experience is great. The stress, not so much," She chuckled. "Don't get me wrong. I can appreciate the history and benefits that having the Horizon gives us. I just wish we had something with parts I could easily swap out."

"I just wish the Gravity well generators worked," I polished off the steak and started on the not-potatoes.

"I've heard some rumors that Seinar is working on modern interdictors beyond mines," Aliya said. "It's possible that they try to use the Horizon as a testbed."

"I doubt it," I replied. "Modern computers and hyperspace tech is better. The older generators don't work on the new hyperdrives."

"Sure," she agreed. "But if all they need to do is update something instead of building out new prototypes in full scale…" She trailed off.

"Yeah," I nodded. "I can see where that would be possible."

I finished my food and gestured for the waitress to bring me the check.

"Got any good books you recommend?" I asked, changing the subject away from work.

"Not really?" Aliya asked. "I never really was into reading all that much. I barely made it out of school. I've always been more of the hands-on type, myself."

"Well, there goes that idea," I finished my water and laid out the credit chits required to pay the waitress for the food and to tip on the table. "I'm gonna see if there's anything worth buying in the shopping center. I'll see you around."

"I'll probably move to the bar," Aliya shrugged. "I'd appreciate it if you came and played a couple rounds of Pazaak."

"I'll see what I can do," I laughed and walked out the door. Aliya was pretty. But I was more than a little hung up on being here without my wife and kids. You'd think after five years with nothing to do but think about it, that I'd have moved past it, but no. I'd need a few more years before I was ready for any new romantic connections in my life.

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It was the sound of the communications console in his temporary quarters that woke Teskit up. Not the alarm he'd set for later in the day. No, this was a priority message from Admiral Jerjerrod. It seemed that he'd gotten confirmation on the next assignment for Battlegroup Huntress as well as what the fleet composition would be.

They were being pulled back towards the Core. It seemed that Greivous had broken through some of the lines, and that there were three or four fleet elements that were forcing worlds into the Confederacy at the point of a turbolaser.

In other words, leave was being cut short. Instead of the month they'd been promised, they were getting one week. Just enough time for the rest of the crews and ships to arrive. Commodore Teskit would be commanding one of the many battlegroups hunting down General Greivous.

Transferring the documents to his datapad, Teskit dressed in casual clothes and started brewing some tea. He wanted to know exactly what he was working with insofar as his fleet was concerned.

A set of six Acclamator cruisers to round out the ground forces and boost their fighter complement, one wolfpack of Pelta-Class frigates, one of the Venators that was currently in the Lianna shipyards undergoing repairs, another wolfpack of Arquitens, and then some ships that he was unfamiliar with to pair up with the ships he already possessed.


"Ahh, prototypes," Teskit sighed.

He'd probably transfer his flag to the larger of the two Acclamator variants he was being assigned, this 'battleship' as they were calling it. The details on the command and control made it too valuable for him to not do so. But at the same time, there was always a problem you faced when working with a prototype.

For one thing, they typically didn't use standard parts, for another, there were often small issues that popped up that weren't fixed or rectified until the final product. But the benefits of having it outweighed those downsides, and it looked like Seinar had used parts from the normal Acclamators as well as parts from the Venator. Things that should simplify the logistics chain.

The pair of Acclamator destroyers were probably going to be paired up with the Arquitens. The wolfpacks combined with the extra firepower from the larger ships would work well together. Though, the rest of the fleet composition would have to be considered after he had everything.

Their captured DH-Omni, was being hastily refit into a mobile repair station, she'd be responsible for keeping their fleet in the fight. The battledroids that were aboard her had their cores ripped out and everything was replaced by the same droids that many shipyards used for work. While it meant the B1s weren't able to fight anymore, they could serve as excellent repair techs and were more replaceable than clones or Republic Navy Personnel.

Leaning back, Teskit considered everything before composing a response message. While he was thankful that they were getting some real firepower, he was concerned that he was once again being thrown to the wolves of politics. Time would tell.

 

[frozone]

is this supposed to be chapter 28 instead of 29?

 

[Shepard131]

Yeah you messed up the numbers @MarkWarrior. Great chapter as usual.

 

[MarkWarrior]

Thanks guys. It's all in one word doc. So, I get things messedup sometimes.

 

[Yacov]

Well at least Hull won't have to sit around being bored for a month. Shame for everyone else though.