A medium sized blockade prevents passage between the Christophsis and the outside. Christophsis' moon, Centara is the largest of satellites orbiting around Christophsis. The GAR and the CIS fight tooth for nail.
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Jirana shifted around in her seat, trying to get a look at the displays and see where the various ships were located. "Do they have fighters patrolling? We-" she began, but tried to calm down and not be a pest to the pilot. This was very exciting. She closed her eyes and tried to meditate, but it didn't work. She was a bundle of nervousness and excitement over the coming space battle and rescue mission, and she couldn't seem to find the serenity a Jedi should.

Morgana pilots the Phoenix into a position to try and shoot past the blocked. She looks around."OK, so is everyone ready? Who want to be on a gun and who wants to be in the co-pilot seat. Someone will also have to handle damage control, as much as I would like to not take any and that is the goal, it might happen"

Both fleets have come to a temporary truce. The crew of the Phoenix, all prepped for battle, found themselves in silence. The dead silence of space. 2 parsecs away, the blockade runners start heading towards the phoenix along with a Squadron of fighters. It would be lucky if the CIS hadn't spotted these runners. The fighters appear to be Mandalorian mercenaries that go by the name of Smoke Squad.

The moon orbiting around Christophsis was closer than anticipated and would only take minutes to move into cover. Just then a transmission patches through of Admiral Wulan which Rex puts up on a holoscreen.

-Phoenix, you are clear to proceed with the blockade runners. Our Star Destroyer will be moving into position shortly. Expect minor resistance. May the force be with you all-

The dead silence of space grows more and more uneasy as fighting could erupt at any moment now. The crew can already hear the engines of the Star Destroyer restarting as they begin to advance on the enemy fleet.

Morgana sets the shield and punches the engines and aims for the planet. She fly's in as fast as she can. "OK, hope everyone is strapped in, it might be rough"

"Thank you, Admiral!" Jirana replied. She was always polite, even in dangerous situations. She was jumpy, expecting the shooting to start any second. "Master, should I take damage control or copilot?"