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Post by Commander Oryon Melan on Dec 1, 2017 16:26:11 GMT -8
The First Lieutenant of the Brigand glanced at the Captain. "It's an older code, Captain, but it checks out."
With battle already raging on the other side of the moon, it was obvious the Brigand was preparing to withdraw with their cargo, and withdraw fast.
"GCC-005, you are cleared to land in the port hanger. You may begin your approach."
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Post by Janos Galfridian on Dec 1, 2017 17:46:43 GMT -8
Jashin slumped, slightly relieved. He was a damn good pilot - but he wasn't keen on dodging turbolasers and tractor beams from a ship nearly fifteen times their own ship's size. Angling the cruiser, he followed a standard trajectory into the Gladiator's port hangar bay, keeping a watchful eye on the hangar point-defense cannons. Hitting the ship comms, he keyed the internal speakers. We're cleared to land. Say your prayers, load your weapons, finish your meditations: it's show time.
Jashin brought the ship in across the stark metal bay of the gladiator - watching as flight crews scurried around and troopers marched to their stations in single file. Following the deck officer's instructions over the comm, he maneuvered the cruiser into the appropriate docking slot - before setting the ship down on its landing struts. Tanara, vent excess coolant into the auxiliary lines: we can put down a thick smokescreen for everyone. It should look like battle damage to the lines to any maintenance tech.
Winding the engines down, Jashin followed proper procedure and powered the ship down - he didn't want to draw any attention by not following protocol. Standing, he unholstered the heavy blaster rifle off of his back, flicked the safety off, and set it to kill. Taking the turbolift with Tanara, he joined the rest down in the cargo bay.
Alright. I got us in...so...what's the plan?
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Kel'Al Raganella
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Post by Kel'Al Raganella on Dec 1, 2017 20:16:24 GMT -8
As they reverted to realspeed, Captain Typho reviewed his targeting board, then ground his teeth. The attacking Imperial fleet, with incredible skill and precision, had seized on a window of mere seconds to flee the system. The gravity well projectors were now ready, but he didn't have any definitive targets. The techs were left casting fields in random directions in hopes of snagging an Imperial or two by sheer luck, or the blessing of the Force. But after five minutes passed, and then ten, it was clear that the Imperials were gone. Typho shook his head, and silently resolved to upgrade the gravity well readiness training program. His men had been too slow, due to a lack of recent real world experience.
Still unaware of the Guardian-class cruiser due to it's position on the far side of Naboo's moon Veruna from the Interdictor's current position, the Naboo Royal Navy turned it's attention to a casualty assessment and rescue operation. There were hundreds of injured men aboard the Padme Amidala, and dozens more aboard the two badly damaged corvettes, which had now drawn near to the Golan and were evacuating their wounded to the larger station for treatment.
Immobilizer 481 Padme Amidala, Bridge
=Cmdr. Biggs=
A middle-aged officer tapped Typho on the shoulder, then saluted. "Sir, I have the initial damage assessment: Medical reports 2,726 crew members have been accounted for and 81 missing. Among the known casualties, 57 dead and 471 injured." He paused, his face ashen.
"Two shields generators were destroyed, and seven compartments on the port side vented into space. Five of the forward laser cannons are down, and the shielding on the starboard rear gravity well projector is cracked. The engines suffered significant damage to their control systems, and the hyperdrive was overloaded by our microjump with grav wells active. While there is no loss of navigation, and hyperspeed is still possible, the techs estimate that flank speed has been lowered 20% and that it would be safer to use the backup hyperdrive until repairs are made."
He nodded toward the port side viewport. "The 'East' Golan reports that one corvette lost all shield capabilities, while the other has a 75% loss of power and 4 engines destroyed. Their medical staff has been too busy to provide us any firm numbers, but I would imagine we're looking at close to 50% casualties aboard the escorts."
"In addition, 4 N1-T starfighters were lost, and recovery is looking for the pilots now."
=Capt. Typho=
The captain's face was grim as he contemplated the 200 or so families he would be visiting in the coming days. "Very well, thank you Commander. See to it that medical evacuations to the surface are given top priority at whatever remains of Theed Spaceport."
It had been messy, but far shorter than he had initially feared, and at least their enemy was gone -- for now.
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Post by Kel'Al Raganella on Dec 1, 2017 20:26:22 GMT -8
As the hologram flare to life, another violent explosion rocked the ship, throwing Deechi to the ground. Knowing that the deflector shields were going to give out at any moment now, he quickly stood up and addressed Admiral Korr.“Admiral Korr! This is Mee Deechi of the Galactic Alliance. We’ve got a massive First Order fleet closing on us, and we need reinforcements desperately. Send any and all ships you have available to Naboo. We won’t be able to hold out for long.” |
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Agent Dominion
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Post by Agent Dominion on Dec 1, 2017 23:19:29 GMT -8
Over the last couple of days, Dominic was in between being a content human in a villa and a panicking mess as he slowly used his supply of the virus that was keeping him alive. He stretched the time that he needed it, feeling dizzy and the need to vomit before injecting himself once more. It couldn't be too healthy to do that, but his body had been through worse. Barely. He had watched without participating much as the First Order attacked Theed, practically destroying it as they rained hell down upon the planet. They were really miffed about them destroying the compound on Etti IV, huh? Miffed enough to do this. He wondered how Anaglesia was fairing, if she got out in time. He didn't doubt that she had gotten out, but a small seed of doubt would still be planted.
He had made several perimeter checks around the villa, and had cleaned up just about every weapon in the villa's armory to occupy his time. He wasn't a planner, he was a tool to be used. He wasn't useful when Adi was planning an attack on a ship in orbit or with talking to the GA. It was possible for him to have commented, but Adi was looking at a strike team, go in there, shock and awe and take it over. His mind kept going to ways he could destroy the ship. Dumping the dioxis gas that was on-board into the ventilation system was a popular one in his mind, but that would keep them from occupying the ship and using it. Taking the charges from their on-board cannons and putting them anywhere they weren't supposed to be and setting them off could cause mayhem and destruction, but he ran into the same problem. He even had a thought of slicing into a ship and piloting it right into the Bridge of the cruiser, but that wouldn't exactly allow them to take the ship. Or use it in general.
He did volunteer for the strike team though. Whatever happened, he knew he would be more useful doing that than being a guard. Intercepting was his forte. It did anger him that they were destroying the city, that millions were suffering. But if he was being honest with himself, he was doing this for Dominic and the crew. He would be dead without them.
It wasn't like he had a huge bond with them or anything, but they meant more to him than anyone that was in the city.
On-board the guardian class cruiser with the rest of the boarding crew, Dominic armed himself with a grenade launcher, capable of holding 6 rounds in it's revolving cylinder, along with two blaster pistols in holsters on his hips. Along his back, right above his tail bone perched a special weapon that he took from a Knight of Ren back on Etti IV. Not his main weapon, but it will be a surprise to anyone he get's stuck with 1v1. He still remembered emptying that slugthrower into his chest as his mind was almost turned to jelly. He let out a sigh. Why couldn't more people use slugthrowers? They worked really well.
He felt the ship land and heard through the comms that they were about ready to go. He clicked into the comms. "Assuming many workers are rushing to and fro, repairing this thing and that... There should be a lot of explosives. Missiles and other ammunition being loaded onto ships. We could start with detonating those with blaster fire. But if there's a control viewing area, we should infiltrate that first before causing any mayhem. They could lock us out and disable the airlock if they really wanted to. We are geared up in their armor and weaponry, if we act normal, they shouldn't suspect us at all. Or at least a few of us. Just a suggestion." It was how he would do it, honestly.
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Adi
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Post by Adi on Dec 2, 2017 18:07:31 GMT -8
They were about to become either big damn heroes, or very dead pirates...either way, it was gonna be a good time.
The ramp dropped, and Adi looked out over the hangar. The stormtroopers and crew scurrying about hadn't even given a second glance to the ship...it was one of their own, and hadn't drawn any attention...yet. That was, until Adi stepped out into the brighter light onto the ramp, weapons in hand. With a flourish, the chrome hilt in his left hand spouted forth the shimmering black blade. In his right hand was the Jedi Katana that E`yame had given him before they had left the Villa....the blue stunstrip glowing brightly.
It would appear that Adi had come to fight.
In the loudest voice he could muster, Matango yelled to everyone that could hear him in the hangar.
"Ok, you wanted me??!??! HERE I AM!!! You guys can be the ones that caught Skylar Winchester....the one you guys came here for.
I surrender..."
He held his arms out to his sides, his weapons falling from his hands. The saber shut down the moment it fell from his grasp, the hilt clattering to the ground. The Jedi Katana powered down as well, dropping over the edge of the ramp. As soon as he had dropped the weapons, his hands went further into the air, as if he was truly giving up.
A few of the troopers in the hangar noticed the commotion, and made their way over to the cruiser. Several others had already arrived, their weapons pointed at the one they knew as 'public enemy number one'. Initial facial recognition confirmed what the man was saying....they were about to be famous!!
As the group of troopers grew to around thirty, others ran to see what was going on. Within twenty seconds, the crowd of soldiers had grown to over fifty...they were doing their damndest to ensure the wily 'pirate' wouldn't get away this time. They wanted the full bounty on his head, so their weapons went immediately on 'stun'. If he got ornery, they could just as easily switch them back to lethal. For now, though, they only had one pathetic man to deal with...and so many of them....they could chance a few misses....
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Atton Kaelan
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Post by Atton Kaelan on Dec 2, 2017 19:17:50 GMT -8
*Atton was glad that the trip to their target was uneventful. He'd half expected to have to blow some TIE's out of the sky on their way up, but thankfully their ruse had worked and they had docked with the ship they were going to steal. He still couldn't quite believe what they were about to attempt. Usually Star Destroyers weren't captured unless an invading party had lots of big guns and lots of people to wield them. This entire plan was crazy, utterly insane. The smart thing to do would have been to back off and wait on the Son where it was safe.
But Atton had never learned anything by being smart. And he had seen what had happened to Theed. An entire city bombed for no reason, except to try and capture them. Seeing all of that senseless destruction made his blood boil. As much as his Jedi instincts warned him not to seek revenge, that was what this mission was going to be: payback. He could just imagine the look on the faces of the First Order brass when they found out one of their ships was stolen by such a small group. That being said, though, they needed a plan. Dominic suggested a stealthy approach using the enemy uniforms and such. A sound idea, but as the ramp opened, Adi seemed to be having none of that.
Atton heaved a sigh as Adi drew practically everyone in the hangar to him, their blasters trained on him. Adi's idea to steal a Star Destroyer was crazy, but what he was doing now was just plain spice-induced madness. If they opened fire, Adi was surely a goner no matter what. There was no way he could dodge all 50-plus shots. Every blaster was aimed at him...
...every blaster was aimed at Adi. Which meant no blasters were trained on the rest of them, though the rest of the crew hadn't revealed themselves yet. The troopers in the hangar had no idea they were there.*
Huh...so there's a bit of method to his madness after all...
*He heaved a sigh and began to gather his strength once more, the Force swirling around him.*"Here goes nothing..."
*Atton readied his lightsabers and activated them. The blade in his right hand glowed cyan while the blade in his left glowed green. He hurled the green blade towards the group of troopers that he felt were packed closest together as they trained their guns on Adi. With their focus solely on him, they simply couldn't react in time to the very rapidly spinning lightsaber flying towards them. Four of them were cut down by the blade, and another followed as Atton called it back into his hand. With a flourish of his blades, he charged off of the ship directly at the next group of troopers.*
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Post by Sinina Riso on Dec 2, 2017 19:53:34 GMT -8
*Sin was floored by the news she'd given. The clanks and sounds of them landing, jerked her out of her own little world. Right. There were going to the star destroyer. Where officers who gave orders would be. She closed her eyes a moment, just missing seeing Adi go by. She looked to the ramp. Then frowns a moment. She got up, catching the glint of a few different explosives. Those could come in handy. She grabbed them, putting them over her shoulder,
she instead of heading to the main ramp, Went through the ship to the docking ring, she'd leave through there.
It would bring her out, ontop of the ship, by the time she'd gotten there, Adi was out doing his thing, and Atton had already started into the troopers, along with the others. She looked left, then right, She smiles as she jumps straight up.
She grabs hold of one of the structural struts above them and began her way across it, swinging herself to land ontop of one of the TIE's in the hanger. She then proceeded, mostly unnoticed by the distraction the others were causing. She lept,
using the force when she needed, to jump from one TIE solarpanal to the next, 'running' down the length of ties, headed towards the entrance of the Hanger bay. She looked down, seeing a group of troopers setting up a rotary cannon next to a TIE.
She smiled to herself, grabbing one of the small detonators and dropping it into the group of troopers. She quickly kept her run, as she got two TIE's down, it went off, blowing up the rotary cannon, a handful of troopers...and the TIE. She hoped to be far enough away by the time people looked. She kept her jaunt down the hanger. She had bigger prizes in mind then measly troopers, she knew they were just pawns. They didn't do this to Theed. She would need to get to the bridge.*
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Post by Agent Dominion on Dec 2, 2017 23:54:46 GMT -8
Dominic had started walking towards the cargo bay, where the ramp was that exited out. His eyes went wide as it seemed that nobody had heeded his advice. Adi was weaponless, there were well over fifty troops aiming right into the ship, and he watched in utter horror as Annon through two sabers into the crowd, only killing a few of them! What were they thinking!? Sin jumped high up past his visual range, and he had no choice but to join in and support. "What the Karf!" He cursed into his comms.
Raising the grenade launcher he had, he fired from the hip, the explosive rocketing past Annon and Adi by a mere foot before impacting into the guards. There was a loud concussive wave as the grenade detonated with the force of a thermal detonator right in the center of the mass of troops. Dominic was already sprinting to the left of Adi and onto the ramp, getting a new angle on the mass of troops before firing again, then rolling through the small triangle of the ramp, pistons to bring the ramp up and the underside of the ship. It was one rotation of his body before he swung his legs out to catch himself, then he ducked behind a nearby crate full of something he didn't care about. He didn't know how many were actually taken out of commission with these blasts, and he didn't care. Almost if not all of them were on the ground or were taking cover, firing off shots at Annon, Adi and the ship in general.
He had to get to the control bay of this hanger, he had to. But everyone decided that they wanted to make a show out of this. But this also opened up an opportunity for him. He was wielding their guns, wearing their armor. With the distraction and panic those two grenades must have caused, there was a good chance that he may still be able to use this to his advantage. Laying down the launcher, and retrieving one of his blasters, he stood up and turned towards the ship, firing way too high, left and right for the bolts to even matter as he booked it for the blast doors leading into the rest of the ship, and the control bay. To all the other FO soldiers, he was just another one of them who was dazed and frightened at the sudden display of violence from public enemy one.
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Post by Janos Galfridian on Dec 3, 2017 11:00:49 GMT -8
Alright. I got us in...so...what's the plan?
There seemed to be a lot of general confusion as to what exactly that was, so Jashin instead went to the armory on the cruiser. A lot of it was pretty standard stuff - Megablasters, FO rifles and pistols. His eyes went wide, though, and his mouth stretched into a smile at the sight of a very non-standard issue Z-6 rotary cannon. It, and several other non-standard weapons led Jashin to believe that this particular assault team had taken the time to loot a clone wars era museum or two. By the time had had shouldered the weapon and grabbed two oversized blaster packs and rejoined the others, the ramp was slamming down onto the ground and Adi was walking out all by his lonesome. You're frelling moonbrained. Atton's saber sailed past Adi to cut down a handful of troopers - before the blade arced back and cut down some more, the man catching it before charging down the ramp. The motion-scanner in his helmet picked up Sinina running across TIE fighters above and to the side - her grenade blowing up an emplacement, troopers, and the TIE along with it. Dominic meanwhile fired a pair of grenades that detonated with two concussive *thumps* taking out two squads or so of troopers.
Walking down the ramp, he paid no mind to the smattering of bolts that hit his armor - the troopers foolishly aiming center mass, the bolts glancing off the hardened duraplast to the side. Raising an arm, he took aim briefly, before firing a wrist rocket into a fuel tank across the deck; fuel tanks were purposely spread out to prevent mass detonation, and FO ships were no exception. The tank detonated, the concussive wave flattening a good twenty troopers, who were either concussed or dead. From the tank, burning fuel splashed across the ground, melting plastoid armor and sending the formation of troops scattering. At this distance, the fuel would burn out before it reached the boarding party - and the concussive wave would merely stagger anyone caught in it. Detonated at the back of the formation, it would box in the troopers so that they couldn't escape.
The rotary blaster cannon winding up, Jashin leveraged alien strength to swing the blaster like it was weightless - the weapon spewing a near continuous stream of heavy blaster bolts. Trooper after trooper fell, their armor slag, while others ducked for cover or fell to the ground - firing prone.
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Tanara Ajahn
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Post by Tanara Ajahn on Dec 3, 2017 16:24:18 GMT -8
Jashin brought the ship in across the stark metal bay of the gladiator - watching as flight crews scurried around and troopers marched to their stations in single file. Following the deck officer's instructions over the comm, he maneuvered the cruiser into the appropriate docking slot - before setting the ship down on its landing struts. Tanara, vent excess coolant into the auxiliary lines: we can put down a thick smokescreen for everyone. It should look like battle damage to the lines to any maintenance tech.Winding the engines down, Jashin followed proper procedure and powered the ship down - he didn't want to draw any attention by not following protocol. Standing, he unholstered the heavy blaster rifle off of his back, flicked the safety off, and set it to kill. Taking the turbolift with Tanara, he joined the rest down in the cargo bay.Alright. I got us in...so...what's the plan? |
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Zalor Anneri
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Post by Zalor Anneri on Dec 3, 2017 21:30:10 GMT -8
Zalor had heard Adi's plan to take the Star Destroyer while they flew into orbit to board the ship. It was nothing short of ludacris, and even with a crack team of fifty elite commandos, many would've called it impossible. Then again, after taking into account everyone that was on board the shuttle, this was no team of commandos. This was Adieumus Matango and six of the most daring, crazed people in the galaxy - they had to have been to even have a chance at pulling it off. But, Zalor knew that the Force was with them. They needed to let the First Order know they couldn't be trifled with - and that there would be justice for Theed.
Zalor had just finished loading his sidearm, and had taken off his lightsaber from his belt just in time to see Adi commence the operation with his 'grand entrance.' Then, Tanara came up to him."Zal, you and Jashin need to take Artoo to these locations, and have him jack into the dataports located at each node. He needs to manually connect me into all the ship's systems connected to those nodes. I'll be setting up here, at this security station. I'll do what I can to support everyone once I'm in their systems. Give them hell for me."
[Beep-whistle] Artoo made sure to wish Tanara luck as he followed his master towards the loading dock.
Only seconds after Tanara finished briefing Zalor on his objectives, Atton and Jashin had already engaged the troopers and the fighting had started. Not one to be late to a party or outdone by Adi and his crew, Zalor took a deep breath and pressed the ignition switch on his grandfather's trusty old lightsaber. The lime green blade snapped with that all-too-familiar hiss. Zalor then eyed the large group of stormtroopers and muttered four final words...
"This is for Tryn."
Atton, Adi's wise-cracking Jedi partner, had engaged the group of stormtroopers to Adi's left, and Jashin's heavy repeater had focused on the group to Adi's right. Zalor decided he would focus on the group dead in front of Adi, to give him just enough cover to rejoin the fight. With one leap, Zalor lept from the top of the landing ramp of the shuttle right in front of the Stormtroopers just about to fire on Adi. Immediately, Zalor snapped to a defensive position just so that each of the blaster bolts that would've fired at Adi met Zalor's saber blade instead. The first few shots were returned back to the Stormtroopers, and at least six of them fell to their own shots. The rest began to panic and shoot at Zalor as rapidly as they could, only to be either shot with their deflected shots, or cut down by Zalor as he charged headfirst into the group. Within seconds, they were all down.
[Whistle-whistle-click-whistle] Once the coast was clear near the landing ramp, Artoo rolled down the ramp and sped towards Zalor and Jashin at a rapid pace, eager to begin his task of linking Tanara up to the ship's systems.
Once the initial fighting had stopped, Zalor could sense that more stormtroopers would be on them for long. He was eager to head to the first output node, but he stopped long enough to grin and shake his head at Adi. "You're crazier than you look. I think we're all gonna get along fine."
Then he turned to the pirate Jashin, who he hardly recognized in his full suit of heavy armor, and nodded. "I could use a big gun to help escort me and my droid to some dataports for Tanara. Care for some more fun, Mister Rau?"
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Adi
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Post by Adi on Dec 4, 2017 17:15:22 GMT -8
I can hear what you're thinkin.....Sooner or later, everyone pays the piper for their misgivings. Adieumus knew that the time was coming for him as well...but this was NOT that time. As he stood with his hands in the air, the stormtroopers made their way cautiously to him with their weapons all trained on him....all hell broke loose. A pair of sabers flew past Adi, as a grenade flew past him close enough he could hear it whistle through the air as it sailed by, less than a foot from his head. There was a blur of motion as the crew flew out into the hangar, armed to the teeth. Jashin had a Z-6 rotary cannon, the force users in the group were cutting their way through the group assembled in front of them.....
And then? Adi, too, went into action.
MICRO dashed out from the ship, and suddenly vanished in an instant, the active camouflage system doing its job. Matango shot off the ramp between a group of about twenty troopers in a blur, force speed in full effect. He was, of course, dodging the shots being fired at him, and weaving his way amongst the troops, but at the speed he was moving, he would appear to have just blasted through the group.. As he came out into the clear area behind them, his arms flew out to the sides. From their places on the ship's ramp, the weapons he had dropped earlier shot to his hands, the saber and stunstrip on the katana coming active the moment his hands came open. The saber and katana ripped their way through the men at waist height as they came to their master, the men being cut completely in half. The weapons came to rest softly in the palms of the former Jedi Master, his back still toward the group of soldiers that were dying en masse behind him."I said I surrender, guys....no need to go to pieces on me..."He turned back toward the rest of the soldiers....but with that final blow, there were no more in the immediate vicinity. Opening his wrist com, he tracked MICRO to where the little droid was in the security booth. Then, the cross-chatter from the ship simply stopped. There was utter silence from the comlinks where there had been literally hundreds of voices speaking in rapid succession as the Wayward Son Crew made their attack. MICRO had jammed the entirety of the internal communications. Also, the cat droid had begun sending out an automated message to the other ships monitoring the 'Brigand', in essence telling them that it was all clear, and they had eliminated the Wayward Son Crew. Everything was back to normal, aside from the communication issues, or at least that was what the message was broadcasting. That way, the other ships wouldn't send boarding parties to protect their vessel until it was too late. Adieumus then sent a message to the droid to lock any door that would allow reinforcements to get into the hangar for now.
Phase one, clear. The hangar was free of any First Order interference, at least for now. Opening a com to the crew, Adi began to speak.::Tanara, you are in the clear. Atton, Dom, protect her while she gets into the ship's systems. Jashin, Zalor, I need you to catch up with me when Tanara is ready to go...Sinina has gone ahead, and according to her locator beacon, she is heading for the command bridge....she has the right idea. We need to go and back her up, and get in there to take physical control of this ship. We are running out of time....we need to hurry! See you guys at the bridge!!::He checked the crew tracker one more time, and Sin was indeed making her way to the bridge. Following her path, Adi started to try to catch up with her.
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Post by Sinina Riso on Dec 4, 2017 20:59:09 GMT -8
*Sin reached the end of the row of TIE's, jumping off, she lands into a forwards roll. She was careful not to roll onto the explosives she grabbed from the ship they came on. She knew how to be safe with ordinance. She wasn't far from the exit of the hanger. She quickly opened the door. It didn't seem to be locked, leaping through the opening before it fully opened. Taking off quickly down the hall.
She wasn't long before she heard two troopers around the next corner. She didn't slow down. She wasn't as quiet as her fully trained sister, or mother may have been, but she clearly showed that she was able to be more silent then most. As she neared, she jumped up, grabbing a pair of ornate assassin's daggers. She stabbed the first in her right hand, down into the troopers neck, giving the slightest of twists, in such a way it wouldn't kill him, just cause him to bleed out. The second she stabbed the other one into the side of the other troopers ab, fully twisting this dagger. She pulled both out, and running down the hall again. Leaving the two troopers writhing in agony. Their pained cries ringing in her ears, blood dripping from the daggers. She said pain. And pain she intended to bring.
Deep down, she knew that certain people wouldn't like it, but she couldn't seem to stop herself. The dark lump inside her felt to be growing. Whispering in her ears, drowning out such thoughts. The runes pulsing, her skin would feel hot to the touch, even though she herself felt cold. They killed her Mama. The woman who raised her for the last 15 years. Made her cookies. Disciplined her when she misbehaved. Kissed her skinned elbows when she fell. They deserved far worse then any death she could imagine.
It was a big ship, there were many turns and twists to take to get to the bridge. Not every kill was as easy as the first ones. Sometimes they shot at her. Sometimes their would be struggles. But she couldn't lose. She refused. They killed her. Revenge would be hers. She would fight and fight until she reached her destination. The bridge. Commanders. Officers. People in charge of pawns. They were to blame. Their pain would be the worst of all. Death would come slowly for them...*
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Atton Kaelan
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Post by Atton Kaelan on Dec 5, 2017 13:27:49 GMT -8
*Atton heaved a sigh as the last trooper crumpled to the floor. The hangar was clear, but he guessed that there would be plenty more where that came from as they moved to take over the ship. He de-activated his green saber and replaced it on his belt, keeping his cyan blade active as he looked around the hangar.
He put a hand to his ear as the messages from Adi and Tanara came through.*Copy that. I'm ready to move when you guys are.
*He sighed as he looked at the mess the crew had caused in the hangar.*Also, could we all please be careful about how much stuff we blow up in here? Anything we break, we'll have to fix later.
*With that, he was off and running to join Tanara and Dom.*
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Post by Agent Dominion on Dec 5, 2017 23:53:41 GMT -8
Well. That ended far quicker than he thought. Dominic was busy posing as one of the FO troops, thinking it was going to take more than a handful of seconds to neutralize upwards of 50 trained killers. Why did he think that, when it came to these people? They could topple empires if they put their mind to it. 50 soldiers was child's play. He had to stop his firing and grab one of the soldiers from behind, using his body as a shield just to not be shot by the hailstorm of blasts that came from Jashin and his rotary cannon. When he dropped the corpse to the ground, he raised his arms out to both sides as if to ask the simple question of "What the hell?" towards the Firrerreo.
When Zalor asked for a big gun, Dom clicked onto the coms. "There's a grenade launcher to the left of the ramp if you want it. Should have 4 rounds in it. If not, mind grabbing it for me then? We're about to see a bunch of troops down a narrow corridor, could be useful if you don't want to just slash through them all." He relayed this info as he jogged a fast pace towards where Tanara was heading, station UL-75. He could hear cries of pain start echoing down the halls and even into the hanger. Sin was doing her job, huh? Heading straight for the bridge. Normally that would be something he would do, but she had a personal matter in this, and taking over the computer systems wasn't going to be easy. He wasn't a slicer, but he knew a thing or two if needed, and there will be groups wanting to stop any breaching. It was the best place for him to be. He had the idea of planting bombs through the hallways to get to the station, traps and the like. And he was about to execute them while they had time, but Atton quickly reminded him over comms once more that blowing this place up was no something they wanted. "Fine moooom." He replied sarcastically, then he stopped himself. That..was NOT him. Why did he say that? "Um, apologies."
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Post by Janos Galfridian on Dec 6, 2017 13:07:50 GMT -8
The rotary blaster spun down, Jashin hitting a release catch for the large weapon - with a click and hiss of venting blaster gas, the large circular blaster pack fell to the ground. Strong arming the weapon with one hand - he slapped a new pack into the weapon, battening down levers and; the weapon's single indicator light shifting from red to green. :: If only it was as fun as you say Zalor. That...that was far too easy. Satisfying...but easy. ::
Off to the side, the human - Dom he had been called earlier - moved a corpse out of the way, opening his arms wide. Apparently he had nearly been shot. In return, Jashin shrugged broadly, hitching a thumb over his shoulder at the ship.
Hearing of the plan (it only took seizing the deck before they came up with a plan, apparently), Jashin slung the rotary blaster over his shoulder, making a hand motion that automatically reloaded a wrist-rocket into his gauntlet launcher. :: I spoke too soon. Zalor, that makes me with you...you with me? We're together. You're in charge of frelling droid. ::
Bringing up the map coordinates Tanara had provided earlier, he synced them to a datapad at his belt, tossing it to Zalor. :: Three points. Three fortifications. We get the droid to each, then we join the bridge team. :: Jashin paused then, his shoulder's slumping. :: Let's be honest...we'll probably get sloppy seconds on the bridge. We should endeavor to make this as fun as possible. ::
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Post by Tanara Ajahn on Dec 8, 2017 19:07:30 GMT -8
::Tanara, you are in the clear. Atton, Dom, protect her while she gets into the ship's systems. Jashin, Zalor, I need you to catch up with me when Tanara is ready to go...Sinina has gone ahead, and according to her locator beacon, she is heading for the command bridge....she has the right idea. We need to go and back her up, and get in there to take physical control of this ship. We are running out of time....we need to hurry! See you guys at the bridge!!::
"Standard protocol is four technicians. I'll take the two on the left, you guys take the two on the right. Ready?"She drew her twin pistols as she prepared to open the security station door. She nodded to both men, then hit the button. The First Order techs were surprised when the door suddenly opened, and were completely unprepared to deal with the rapid flurry of blaster bolts. Within a few seconds, all four techs were dead on the floor. The Twi'lek gave them no further notice as she quickly took a look around the security station. It was completely standard and entirely to regulation requirements. She could work with this, but she had a preference of her own. From within her backpack, she pulled out a small, custom built, hard light generator. It was nearly identical to the one she had installed in the astromech, except in size and functionality. While the one in the astromech could simulate large scale interactive holograms, such as the control board for an AT-ST she had used on Dantooine, this smaller one could only simulate a handful of interactive computer screens. It also had to be hardwired into the system it was controlling, unlike the larger version in the astromech.:: We're in the security station. Gonna start slicing into their systems shortly. Zal, Artoo, what's your status? ::Tanara moved to the main console and started hooking up her hard light generator. As she did so, she addressed her two companions."Time to get to work. Start routing everything to this console. Then we're gonna find out just what all we've got to work with." |
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Post by Sinina Riso on Dec 8, 2017 21:05:06 GMT -8
*Sin kept charging on wards, she knew she was deviating from the plan, she didn't help with the hanger, she went on her own leaving Adi and the rest behind. But she didn't care. She had only one thing on her mind.
She hears voices ahead, apparently a group headed towards the hanger by the sounds of it. The sound of the foot falls,
was more then she felt like charging headlong into. She used the force to open an access panel over her head, jumping up,
cramming herself into it. She looks down, waiting as the foot falls grew louder. She grabbed another explosive. Hearing the device get closer and closer, just as the foot falls. Just as they were passing underneath her, she drops the device into their midst, scattering the troopers, a bit of shrapnel came back at her, but the pits and scratches they caused were ignored, even the ones that bled.
She drops back down, kicking the head of one of the troopers still alive and trying to get back up. She carried on again.
She trots down the halls. She knew she was getting closer to her target. She came around a corner and ran straight into the back of a Dark Trooper. How had she not seen that coming. Momentarily dazed, the second one grabs at her, catching her by the back of the neck. She growls softly at him, struggling to get him to let go of her. "What have we here?" The first said. She growls angrily, and as the firsts hand moves to grab at her hands holding her daggers. She brings up both feet and kicks him square in the chest, knocking him back a few steps. She let out a pained squeal as the one holding her,
turned and thrust her against the wall.
She seethed with anger. Dathomirian words escaping her lips again. Dark tendrils would coil around her, then work their way around the dark troopers arm, then his chest, head. At the completion of her spell, the trooper himself would sink to his knees, as would his buddy. The grip on her loosened, and let go as they both fell back. If one were to take off their helmets, the sight would not be pretty, husks of men were all that was left, sucked dry of moisture it would appear, drained of essence. Sin rubs at her neck gently. Sore, bruised, bleeding. But she was more mad about the loss of time then anything. She gets up, continuing her trek through the ship, heading straight for the bridge.*
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Zalor Anneri
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Post by Zalor Anneri on Dec 8, 2017 22:44:36 GMT -8
Zalor caught Jashin's data pad and looked at the ship's schematics. Three data ports were listed - spread out, but not too much that they would take too long getting to them. And the farthest was next to the ship's bridge. Zalor quickly examined the data ports closer: the comm array, weapons array and master security room. Tanara had chosen her targets well. With the crew in control of surveillance, communications and weapons, they could subdue the entire ship in a matter of minutes. It was only a matter of getting R2-D4 to each data port to link them up to Tanara. Zalor quickly pondered a strategy that would work best - after only a few seconds, he made his decision, and motioned for Jashin to follow him.
"Okay - let's go guys. First data port is at the main security station, starboard side!" Zalor took off running towards the starboard halls out of the hangar, both Jashin and Artoo hot on his heels.
It took them only five minutes to reach the main security station, despite meeting heavy resistance from Yularen's Stormtrooper battalions. Jashin's minigun and Zalor's command of the Force made quick work of groups of twenty to thirty troops at a time.
Once they had made their way to the ship's main security station and cleared it, Zalor was quick to locate the master terminal. He slammed his arm on the console and smiled at Artoo...
"Alright, Artoo! Go to work!"
[whistle-beep-click] Artoo immediately rolled up to the master console. A small scanner arm protruded from his chassis, and he plugged himself into the console. Within seconds, the droid had entered Tanara's decoder program into the console, and it had already located the small security station that Tanara had decrypted for her use.
Tanara hailed Zalor only seconds later, and Zalor picked up his comlink, eager to respond - so far, everything was going as planned.
::Zal to Tanara - we're at the first data port in the master security station, and I've already got Artoo hooked up. In about 90 seconds, you'll have full access to the ship's surveillance cameras, security droid auto-targeting systems, and the key to every lock on this rig, including the bridge. Everything's going without a hitch, and it doesn't seem like we'll be getting any resis...:: Suddenly, Zalor cut himself off mid-sentence as he heard more footsteps in the distance, and felt a large number of troops, about fifty, headed their way. ::Uh - I think I may have spoke too soon! Standby!:: Zalor swiftly slipped his comlink back in his vest pocket and dashed out in front of Jashin, then locked himself in a Soresu guard stance as he saw the first wave headed toward the blast doors.
"We've got company, Mister Rau! Let's give Artoo some cover! Eighty seconds!"
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