Preperations for Af'El phase 1

[Amara..Valk..Dark one]

Empress viea stood at the docking platform, watching the incoming organic pod that would bring her to the Ivory Goddess , her body at rest, and her thoughs focused, today was going to be VERY important, she knew.
Her eyes shut for a moment as she drew in the energies about her,, her mind reaching out and not only touching into the living force, but through it, pushing deep into the fabric of reality itself, Viea was one with conciousness, the ultimate in knowledge, each thread of the universe layed out before her like a quilt, she was one with the unifying force.

[Amara..Valk..Dark one]

Vieas eyes shifted to the side slightly as the organic pod opened, however she hesetated entering, something incouraged her to stay a few seconds longer...she needed her rest, were this attack to happen she would need all her streangth, the Sith needed this if they wished any hopes of survival, if they wished to have anything to create war.....only a idiot would not understand this, and only she could get into the ebonclaw held world..very soon her empire would finally have the victory it had failed to gain countless times under less stratiegic Lords

[Amara..Valk..Dark one]

with one last breath the Dark Lord takes a step into the pod, the welcoming emotions washing off the massive craft echoing in her mind. a faint grin rises to her lips as she basks in her creations affection eager to once more pace the comand deck of her primary, and sentiant flag ship.

[Amara..Valk..Dark one]

Once in her comand seat moments later Viea reaches her mind out to touch the mind of her ships, making sure their thoughts are linked.

Taking a deep breath Viea closes her eyes, focusing her mind inward, touching slightly the core of her body, tightning her vocal cords, forcing her skin to shift slightly, becoming deeper in color her hair starts to take on a slightly silverish touch....

[Tiera-Qel]

Her eyes open slowly, looking herself over,. a bemused smiles touching her deep crimsoned lips.
" Tiera" traces a finger along her hight tipped ear, and lethal frame. " Take us to outside Af' El" she whispers with a borrowed voice, as the massive craft responds with a all to eager to appeal shudder.

As she watches the motteled tunnel of hyperspase wash about the viewports, the Dark Empress,, masquerading and projected as Tiera Qel sat quietly, her mind touching her crafts, teaching it, working with it to alter the beatings of its many hearts to alter the pattern of it's pulse to match that of the Shadow Rapture, Af'El drew near, and she new she needed to make this PERFECT

[Triune]

*Af'El: The System Besieged. No less then two seperate blockades have risen and fallen since the arrival and conquest by the Ebonclaws. Their Armada sat in far orbit almost out to the next planet not bothering to defend the planet against attacks, in the outer system sat picket ships, their advanced sensor arrays turned to watch the comings and goings of the various vessels that sought to force the Ebonclaws to relinquish their hold on the durasteel market. So far their efforts have been in vain.*

[Tiera-Qel]

The Ivory Goddess falls out of hyperspace behind the systems Ultra violet sun, blocking it from all forms of targeting. it was now that Viea stood and stroked the bulkhead of her craft loveingly " we start now" she whispers as she turns to the shadows, phasing through them as a passage only to emurge to a small hanger holding in it a common use Danthiri assult shuttle. its black spider like hull glistened in the biolumenesance of the massive carrior, seating herself into it the web weaver raised slowly and directed it'self into the inner system, taking 'Tiera Qel, Daughter of the Matron' on approach to the mining planet

[Triune]

*The shuttle is contacted as it emerges into sensor range of the planet*

******COMM LINK******

"Ebonclaw Shuttle Siak-Seven on approach vector 09-mark-6 give your clearance code on secure frequency."

[Tiera-Qel]

Viea takes a deep breath and makes sure her vocal cords are warmed

" It is most pleasing to see that you have not grown soft without the great Mother having to hold your hands" she hisses slightly, a faint accent curling her words as she absently transmits the codes

[Triune]

*There is a pause, Viea can almost feel the tracking sensors from the planetary emplacements targeting her ship. One shot would obliterate her and the vessel. The tension, the excitement....*

****** COMM LINK ******

"The codes are valid, continue on your current heading and be prepared for tractor lock at five hundred meters, Welcome to Af'El, Jabbress Tiera."

[Tiera-Qel]

" Bel'la dos sut'rinos " she returns as her body relaxes. While drawing closer Viea watches the defence systems from this vector, taking a mental note of the gridding, her own memory of EbonClaw command coming to her.
As she drew close to her mark the spiderlike shuttle slowed to .2 its landing legs lowering as she awaited the tractor, and opening of planetary bays, so far, so good

[Triune]

*The tractor beams lock onto the shuttle and draw it closer, the massive hatches grind back revealing a secondary door, a massive iris that twists open. As the ship is pulled in further support and butressing beams can be seen sliding back into place as the doors and iris close once more. Even as she is drawn deep into the planet Viea can feel the rumble as the valves close behind her. If this fell apart escape would be 'interesting' to say the least. Deeper and deeper the shuttle is pulled, handed over from tractor array to tractor array. Finally deep beneath the bedrock of the planet the Avernus docking bay is reached. Easily three Vorcias set in repulsor cradles as do a host of smaller ships. The shuttle is deposited into a cradle and a ramp flows out to the hatch.*

[Tiera-Qel]

Viea stands slowly as the final phases of the docking opperation are inplace as she moves with long elegant strides twaeds the main hatch, opening it and stepping into the pitchblack dockingbay, however she did not need light, she had lived in these conditions before, and had developed the ability to see, as she needed too

[Triune]

*The Dockmaster arrives as 'Tiera' exits the ship, he bows to her with proper respect.*

"Welcome to Af'El, Jabbress Tiera, is there anything I can do for you?"

[Tiera-Qel]

' Tiera' casts the Jaluk a cold gaze before sweeping her eyes about the area, folding her arms over her lightly covered chest " I Came here to assure that everything was running up to House standards, being so far from the main webbing my Mother grows more frustrated with reports of assults. my ability to enter was too easy" she turns to the male again and tilts her head slightly, " I am curious to see how you are progressing on mining and refining the mineral while under such onslots"