Using the H.U.D of my helmet to scan my surroundings you know because my helmet is dope as fuck like the Legends Clone Trooper helmets because it gives me a 360° view of my surroundings.
Looking for a trap and not finding one I start to relax, but just as I do it dawns on me to not only look through my eyes but to also actively search out a trap through the force.
Something that I'm starting to notice is that being as powerful in the force as I've become is a detriment. I've come to rely too much on the instinctive aspects of my connection to the force and have even let myself slow down on acquiring force abilities through the system.
Granted now that my basics from the game are filled out the more exotic force abilities, general and physical skills/abilities are obnoxiously expensive.
And unless I go on a bender of slaughter and destruction gaining progress on my F.P.P bar is torturously slow.
Granted at my current level of ability I'm pretty sure that I could pull my Keldabe-Class Battleship out of orbit and make it crash into the surface of a planet.
But I'd have to be either desperate or pissed the fuck off to do so…because I absolutely love my flagship. Shit I even customized it so that the bridge is it's out ejectable shuttle in case of critical failure/damage to the rest of the ship.
While also making it so that the connection between the bridge and the main body is plated and structurally reinforced with a Phrik-Titanium-Gold-UltraChrome Alloy.
Lost in thought over my love of my battle cruiser, I completely miss the conspiring and mutinous expressions on the faces of the women I have come to not only love and adore but rely on whole heartedly this past year.
Suddenly I find myself grasped in a three way force grip, so powerful that if I wanted to break out of it I'd have to put so much power into my resistance I'd hurt Ana, Little One and Hinata.
"Hey?!" My voice contains the tiniest of quivers as I holler at the three force users.
Only to receive giggles in return, while getting dragged along behind the assembled ladies.
Knowing that none of them would ever actually harm me unless they were mind controlled or I went full on evil emperor, I just relax in the telekinetic hold and allow myself to be carried about the battle cruiser like an infant all the way to the bridge where I get placed in the Captain's command chair.
The command chair being modeled after the command chair Prichard sits his ass in in Star Trek The Next Generation, but made with a darker reddish brown leather from a Gundark that Xena and I hunted together.
"Okay…what's going on? We should be heading to Tatooine to get registered for the Pod races!"
"Actually Big Brother as much as I want to participate in the Boonta Eve Classic, and I know you do too…I think that we should go to Naboo as the Trade Federation has illegally blockaded the planet. And it'll be good to spread our name as a force for peace amongst the galaxy and defenders of the mid and outer rim planets that megacorporations of co-ops like the Trade Federation abuse and take advantage of while the Republic sticks their thumbs up their butts and debates over doing something while taking payoffs to not to anything!" Anakin expresses passionately.
'I may have rubbed off on her a bit too much…she's way too serious sometimes.' Though my thousand say one thing I can't help but scoop Ana into a hug.
"Look at you my little sister, champion of the underdogs…now we just need a name for this old girl."
"I like the name Lady Liberty…like from your story about that planet Earth and the United States of America's war for Independence."
'I feel like I didn't do a very good job explaining American history…but I do like the name Lady Liberty.'
"I love it…why don't you go ahead and program it into the…"
"You already did…didn't you?" Even though Ana is now wearing her helmet she still looks away from me and through the force I can sense her embarrassment and blushing/bashful expression.
"Navigation, set course for the planet of Naboo." At my command the R2 Units in charge of Navigation make an adorable R2-D2 sound of wonder.
"Estimated time travel time to reach the Planet of Naboo sixteen hours, entering Hyperspace in T-minus thirty seconds." The countdown begins, and I take in the view of my family. Those who aren't wearing their helmets all have resolute expressions on their faces.
Sixteen hours later my battle cruiser comes out of Hyperspace to see a planet that looks so similar to earth if it had a super continent surrounded by 7 Lucrehulk-class super freighters.
And one Counselor Class Cruise flying into what I believe is the command ship.
Comms broadcast over an open channel, "This is the Captain of The Keldabe Class Battleship, Designation Lady Liberty. All Trade Federation vessels are to desist with the illegal blockade of this planet within the next thirty minutes or be destroyed. Scans of your illegal actions and invasion of the planet have been recorded and forwarded to the Republic Senate. You are also not to harm the Jedi ambassadors dispatched by Supreme Chancellor Valorum, if they or the crew of the Republic Dignitary vessel are harmed in any way I will take immediate actions to destroy your fleet and cut into the profits of the Trade Federation." Finishing my little ultimatum I press the button to stop broadcasting over an open channel that anyone PlanetSide could receive.
"Captain sensors detect that the Lucrehulk vessels are powering up weapons systems and beginning to deploy droid fighters." As the B1 who operates the scanner station informs me of the Lucrehulk hostile actions a vicious smile blossoms to life underneath my helmet.
And Ana who is sitting rather comfortably on my lap shivers, "Big Brother…are you making your scary face again?!" I can't help but cough in embarrassment at her question which draws a giggle out of Ana and the peanut gallery.
"Launch all fighters, increase shields to maximum output and get us into range of our heavy turbo lasers. Juno…I'm transferring command of this vessel to you." I finish issuing my commands by picking up Ana off of my lap and setting her down on her feet.
Shmi steps in front of me with her hands on her hips. "And where do you think you're going?!"
"I'm going to take The Rogue Shadow and save the Jedi and then go pick up the Queen and her entourage so we can take them to the Republic so the Trade Federation can't paint this as two private entities engaging in a war for trade rights…don't worry I'm taking a contingent of Phase 3 Dark Troopers with me for backup." At my answers Shmi's face displays quite a mix of emotions before she hugs me, and places a kiss against the cheek of my helmet.
"Come back to us safely or else…" Shmi threatens while letting her voice trail off.
"Yes Momma." I tease and gently rest my hand against her abdomen drawing a rather hardy blush out of the woman, and snickers from the others.
Leaving the bridge I find that I have a shadow…or three, "Ana, Little One…Xena. You are to stay here and not sneak aboard the Rogue Shadow. This is an order not at your big brother, Buir or husband or clan patriarch. But as the leader in command of a para military operation, am I clear?"
"Ye-yes Sir!" Xena salutes even as her shoulders slump Ana and Little One just bow their heads and slump their shoulders, without a verbal reply.
'Damnit now I feel like shit…and I really could use a co-pilot for the Rogue Shadow…nope I'm going into a very dangerous situation that could end up with me and the Rogue Shadow being blown up inside the enemies ship. I know I'm being a hypocrite…but all of these women and kids are my responsibility to protect.' With my mind made up that I'm making the right decision, I enter the turbo lift that takes me down to the hanger level.
Entering the Rogue Shadow, I can't help but smile underneath my helmet, Juno having already anticipated my needs. And had already dispatched a force of 150 Dark Troopers the Rogue Shadow, along with upgraded OOM Pilot Droids who Juno has trained herself.
"Sir, what are your orders?" The lead pilot droid asks me.
"Request permission from hanger control and then take us out under full cloak, fly me into the command ship of the enemy. Remain cloaked while I carry out my mission parameters. Protect this ship at all costs even if it means abandoning me to my fate Captain."
"Roger Roger!"