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A trade shipment en route to Mygeeto exits hyperspace, intending to make another jump to continue their journey. However, upon exiting, they are almost immediately opened fire upon by swarms of fighters and bombers; any defenses are targeted and eliminated, ships rendered disabled, but not destroyed, by ion weaponry and well-placed laser cannon shots.
The trade convoys lose their shield generators and any defensive weapons emplacements; engines are severely damaged. They try to get a distress signal out, but find communications to be jammed.
When the fighting stops, the trade ships are adrift, defeated. A message is sent to the trade convoys. "We're coming aboard. We don't mean any harm; all we want is the cargo. I swear on my life we won't hurt you."
A shuttle drifts towards the hangar bay of the main trade ship, and several others are seen heading for the other ships. On board the main shuttle, Nym is in his full battlesuit. Beside him is Blacklight, who is examining a datapad while leaning on a collapsed Fido. Rogue is readying her weapons just in case there is trouble, a black mask obscuring her face. Several other men are in the shuttle as well, backup in case things take a turn for the worst.
On Mygeeto, there seems to be nothing wrong. It doesn't appear that the trade shipment is in any form of trouble.
OOC: Can't send reinforcements, as the trade convoy is completely in the dark, and nobody knows that it's in trouble. Everything is GM approved (by Pain, not by me).
If someone would like to play the trade convoy crew, be my guest. But Mygeeto's unaffiliated and fairly distant from most territory, so don't expect to bring in any random reinforcements.
Forgive my paranoia.