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Post by Gavin Phoenix on Mar 17, 2016 13:45:09 GMT -8
*Gavin made his way out of the main entrance will a slow, but steady walk. His time here had come to an end. Truthfully, his only purpose in coming to Muunilist was to meet up with Anya and reside over the spar her and the Supreme Commander were to have. In the short time after his arrival, he saw the true reason she asked him here and it wasn't to simply reside over a little spar. No, to her it was something so much more. She never spoke of it, but he quickly sorted it out. His arrival was met by the attempt on Nicademus's life which led straight into the battle in Mariunhus. It wasn't long after that that the First Order was announced. Much like his time on Kuat, he was witness to the Empire's creation just as he had been here. He even gave advice to the Supreme Commander, to which Gavin honestly felt honored. When the spar finally came, he watched and took in the smallest of details in their actions. There was building interest between Anya and Nicademus.
He continued to stick around for a week or so, just to see how things developed, though most of the time was spent with Nicademus gone on a campaign. Even after he returned, there was no word from him until now. The Imperial Knights would soon be off for their first mission under this new order. He was proud of Anya and what she made for herself, and though he didn't directly say it to her, he encouraged her to follow the path that lay in front of her and follow her heart. With those things said, it was time for his departure. He had left Nicademus with the frequency to his communicator should he ever need assistance with anything. As he had said before, he wasn't going to be truly apart of any order, but he did feel the need to fulfill the promise of aid.
He stopped at the boarding ramp of his ship, a bag thrown over his shoulder. Turning back to the building he left from, he simply looked at it for a few moments, a silent good-bye to his adopted daughter. She didn't need him here all the time, and there was something else he needed to check on. With a final nod, he boarded his ship and closed the ramp behind him. Making his way to the cockpit, he dropped his bag by the pilot's seat as he sat down and began turning on the engines. Once they had turned on, he took the ship off the ground and headed into orbit.*
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Post by Raine Bralor on Mar 24, 2016 20:19:28 GMT -8
*The large freighter had finally finished unloading its cargo of supplies, leaving all the containers lined neatly on the hangar floor and the captain distracted with the deckhands. One piece of cargo, unknown to the captain and crew, was just now leaving the ship. A small figure dropped out of one of the housings for the landing struts, before darting in between several crates and melted into the shadows. The stowaway was a young girl in her early teens, she wore black combat boots, brown cargo pants and a black hoodie. Her grey eyes scanned the area to make sure she wasn't watched before stepping further back into the shadows. Letting out a sigh, she leaned up against a crate. The hard part of getting home was over, now the more difficult task of surviving began. Something, however didn't feel right about the hangar she just landed in, something that didn't feel like home. Sliding along the crates, until she was further away from the crates, she surveyed the area. What she saw surprised her, soldiers in white armor, and symbols she only recognized from holos she watched. She was not on Mandolore, she sneaked aboard the wrong freighter, these were First Order soldiers. Her heart skipped a beat at the realization. Doubling back, she headed for the freighter. As the reached the edge of the line of crates, the freighters engines roared to life and the large ship lifted off the tarmac. Raine watched the ship disappear into the distance, carrying her hope of escape with it. Clutching the straps of her duffle bag tightly, she thought of a plan, first she had to get out of the hangar.*
*Raine darted from shadow to shadow. Using crates, ships and even droids for cover, which wasn't very hard since she wasn't very big. What was hard was getting around the sheer number of troops, they were everywhere. Finally she made it to an access door that lead into the main building itself. She wasn't sure where it would take her, but it was better than being caught out in the open. The brightness inside the building caught her of guard, her eyes quickly adjust to the light change only to realize that the were just as many troops in here as there was outside, maybe even more. She fought down panic as she started to move quickly but quietly down the hallway. Voices filled every room she passed, making choices for a hiding spot difficult. Finally she found a place, a utility closet that was void of life. Closing the door behind her, she hid behind a shelf and began to evaluate her current situation. She began to check off the important things to help her survival, one of the many things her father had taught her. One, she was in unknown territory, she needed to know the lay of the land. Two, she needed to arm herself in order to defend herself. Three, an escape plan, that was the most important but right now the last on the list till she could fulfill the other two. Reaching into her duffle bag, she pulled out her set of finger less gauntlets made from Beskar'gam, the only thing she had left from her parents. She rolled up the sleeves of her hoodie and put the gauntlets on before pulling her sleeves back down to hide them. Grabbing her the small dagger from the bottom of the bag, she hid it in her left boot. Now she was ready to start checking off her list.*
*She put her ear to the door to listen for anyone in the hallway. When nothing sounded close to her, she stepped out of the room and began to quickly move down the hallway. As she rounded a corner, she ran straight into a trooper coming from the opposite direction. Raine stumbled back a foot and froze when she realized what just happened. The trooper seemed a little surprised by what just happened as well, but regained his composure quicker than Raine.*
-Trooper-
"What do we have here? A little intruder? Or a lost cadet out of uniform?"
*Raine found her voice again.* "A lost cadet, that's all. I..I'm just trying to find my way back to the barracks."
*The trooper lowered himself some so that he was face level with Raine. He knew she was lying, now he just needed to call her bluff.*
-Trooper-
"Oh? Than what's your number an platoon?"
*Raine stiffened, realizing what he had just done. She had to get away from him, now. Without warning, her fist shot forward like lightning, catching the trooper in the side of the throat. The speed and strength of the strike startled both of them. Tumbling to the side, the trooper hit the ground gasping for air, dropping his F-11 D blaster rifle as he did. This time, Raine was the first to recover. Grabbing the rifle, Raine took off at a sprint down the hallway. Now, she was in real trouble, not only did she attack a trooper and steal his rifle, but now the whole base was going to know she was hear. She glanced down at the rifle she was carrying it in both arms since it was half as tall as she was, but at least she was better armed now.*
*The trooper regained some of his footing as he made it to his knees. He was finally able to breath after Raine's strike momentarily closed his windpipe.*
-Trooper-
"Command this is FN-2083. We have an intruder down by the main entrance. Human female, brown-red hair, grey eyes, she's wearing a black hoodie and brown cargo pants. Approximately one point three meters tall, in her early teens. She is armed and dangerous. Last seen heading down the east corridor."
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Post by Nicademus Delvardus IV on Mar 27, 2016 21:42:39 GMT -8
When the initial report came in from FN-2083, it would cause a buzz of commotion to immediately rise up within the Imperial Strategic Command. The landing pad where the report had been made was soon swarming with Stormtroopers and security personnel of the First Order. Among them were members of the Braxant Phalanx, soldiers of the Supreme Commander's elite guard; those present were Stormtroopers of the 2nd Shock Battalion, the cream of this unit. They were led by Lord Commander Palamon van Heppel, a personal choice by Nicademus due to his loyalty, discipline and nationalism. He was the first to arrive and take charge of securing the landing area, begin interrogation of the ship's crew and sweep the nearby area for the stowaway Mandalorian girl.
The General of the Imperial 9th Army, Artemis Delvardus, was notified of what was going on immediately due to the busy status of the Supreme Commander. Artemis would make his way to the landing pad with a squad of Stormtroopers and a few Imperial Knights. His eyes caught the crew as they were interrogated by personnel of the ISB. Yet that wasn't his care right now as he walked over to where the Lord Commander had apprehended the Stormtrooper, FN-2083, who had made the initial report. Palamon snaps to attention at the sight of the General.
Status report, Lord Commander.
Nothing to give you any relief, General Artemis. Crew knew nothing, but ISB insists on interrogating them further. Cargo has been scanned and we found where she was hiding; no indications there either. FN-2083 lost his blaster to a little girl, said she punched him in the throat.
Artemis merely glances at the Stormtrooper who is in the hands of the 2nd Shock Battalion. This Stormtrooper was a recent addition, sent in from Imperial Special Training Corps, by his sister, the First Commissar, and put on security detail. He grimaced at the thought of the reconditioning the soldier would have to endure.
I suspect my sister should be along shortly to handle FN-2083's punishment. Continue to scan the area and use the Imperial Knights. Their force sensitivity might help us determine where she might be located. Its easy for her to hide, but even more easy to sense her out.
Yes, General.
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Post by Raine Bralor on Mar 27, 2016 22:57:57 GMT -8
*Raine sprinted down the hallway, her heart felt like it was in her throat. She darted through a small door into what looked like a large storage room with multiple rows of shelves. The room itself seemed to be void of life, which was a good thing for her. From what she could tell the room seemed to storage room for the mess hall. Food, the thought crossed her mind as her stomach grumbled some, it wasn't important now though. Making her way to the other side of the room, she realized that there was only two ways in and out, the one she just came through and she was unsure where the second door went. She say down and leaned against a crate to catch her breath. Her attention turned to the rifle that she was holding close to her chest. The reality of what was happening was starting to fully sink in, and it made her feel queasy. Here she was on an unfamiliar planet surrounded by potential hostiles and no-one knew that she was here, things weren't looking to good.*
*Deciding that she had remained stationary to long, Raine stood up and turned towards the second door in the room. Raising the blaster rifle, she cautiously moved forward. The door slid open with a soft hiss as a protocol droid came ambling in. Raine nearly shot the droid in surprise but manged to dive behind some shelves instead before the droid spotted her. Peeking from behind the shelf, she could see through the now open second door. The door lead into another larger room with more droids....and people. Cursing to herself, Raine looked back to where she came. Unfortunately for her at that moment two troopers entered the room and split up before heading down separate rows. Raine tried to keep low in order to avoid detection as she quietly moved towards the door the troopers just came through. She was to busy watching them pass that she lost track of the droid and backed straight into it. The droid gave a yell of surprise that startled Raine into yelling surprise which alerted the troopers to her presence. The time for sneaking was over as she heard one of the troopers yell for her to stop. She didn't turn around or stop, even though a voice in her head told her to stand her ground and use the blaster in her hands. Pushing the thought out of her mind, she darted out of the room and shut the door. Raising her blaster, she shot the control panel to the door in an attempt to keep it shut. The sound of the blaster echoed loudly down the hallway, no doubt telegraphing her presence to everyone in the building. Without waiting to see who came she turned and kept running down the hall. Things seemed to be getting worse by the minute.*
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Post by Deleted on Apr 2, 2016 21:01:40 GMT -8
A battle-scarred yet clearly well-maintained M22-T Krayt gunship with a dull grey and red hull sets down in the area it had been authorized to land, its repulsorlifts and engines shutting down not long afterwards.
The gunship's boarding ramp lowers after a moment, and two Mando'ade disembark from the vessel, both unarmed and carrying their buy'ce's at their sides rather than wearing them. The taller of the two armored humans is a dark red haired male wearing black and green beskar'gam, and who has a lean, wiry build and an aquiline nose. The shorter female that walks beside and a step behind the male as though in deference to her clansman's higher rank has dark black hair and wears grey beskar'gam. Both Mandalorians possess stoic expressions and share disciplined, patient, and self-assured demeanors that suggest both have an almost militaristic quality in their natures. Neither Mandalorian seems at all affected or concerned by the fact that they are unarmed despite their mutual certainty that whatever security they are to be met with will undoubtedly be armed when arriving.
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Post by Nicademus Delvardus IV on Apr 3, 2016 19:41:55 GMT -8
The landing platform where the Mandalorians ship had landed was bustling with patrols of Stormtroopers. From the looks of things, there seemed to be quite a commotion going on. Yet, despite the attention being diverted to whatever was a pressing matter for the First Order, a couple squads of Stormtroopers, led by one of the Braxant Phalanx officers, made their way to where the other Mandalorians had disembarked. The Imperial who greeted them was a middle aged male, mid-thirties perhaps. The crimson and black insignia upon the right side of his chest and a military cap on top of his bald head. From the looks of his chevrons, he was a First Lieutenant. The Lieutenant would examine the Mandalorians quietly for a moment before gesturing to the Stormtroopers present as they fanned out in a semi-circle, blasters at ease.
The Supreme Commander sends his greetings to the ambassadors of the Clans of Mandalore. Your meeting has been kept quiet from the public of Muunilist for security and civil reasons. Before we continue from here, he requests your names, affiliations and rank.
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Post by Raine Bralor on Apr 3, 2016 20:48:58 GMT -8
*Raine was running out of breath, every one she took made her chest burn. She needed to hide and catch her breath. Straight ahead of her was another door that wasn't labeled, not that she was good enough to read at the speed she was running. As she reached the door, it slid open and several troopers stepped out. Raine came to a quick stop and almost skidded straight into the arms of the trooper. Before she could turn to run, a strong hand latched onto her arm and another yanked the rifle out of her hands. Panic filled her as she struggled uselessly against her stronger opponent. She was caught and she knew it. The trooper started to drag her along with the group as another radioed in the she had been captured. The only with the group to whatever fate was held for her.*
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Post by Deleted on Apr 4, 2016 0:00:42 GMT -8
While Faelan's attention is naturally centered on the Imperial lieutenant that, by virtue of the fact that he is the one speaking, is in charge of the small force that has been sent to the gunship, it does not escape his attention that the flurry of activity taking place in the vicinity suggests that something is occurring that is of at least some concern to the Imperials. His demeanor remains as composed, disciplined, and unconcerned as it had been when initially disembarking from the Krayt gunship as the small force of Stormtroopers fan in what Falean finds to be an excessive, unnecessary display of force, and he outwardly pays little heed to any of the Imperials save for the lieutenant even though he most certainly is mindful of the positions and movements of the Stormtroopers, not only those that are fanned out around the gunship, but also those in the nearby vicinity.
"I am Faelan Bralor, Faelan answers the lieutenant when the time comes for him to speak, and then motions towards Raicheal as he introduces her, and notes while doing so that she too is mindful of the fact something else is going on around or on the landing pads which concerns the Imperial Stormtroopers that can be seen moving about as though conducting a search of some kind, and this is my clanswoman, Raicheal Bralor. Our affiliation is with the Mando'ade, Faelan continues, and to Manda'yaim. Feeling that some explanation may be necessary for the Imperials given the fact the Mandalorian culture is not always understood by those outside of it, Faelan adds, The Mando'ade have no Mand'alor at this time, and for now are governed by consensus of the Clan leaders. In our Aliit, I hold the rank of sol'yc ver'alorn, Faelan explains, similar to a first lieutenant in your military, and Raicheal is a ruus'alor, which is roughly equivalent to one of your sergeants."
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Post by Nicademus Delvardus IV on Apr 4, 2016 19:29:52 GMT -8
*Raine was running out of breath, every one she took made her chest burn. She needed to hide and catch her breath. Straight ahead of her was another door that wasn't labeled, not that she was good enough to read at the speed she was running. As she reached the door, it slid open and several troopers stepped out. Raine came to a quick stop and almost skidded straight into the arms of the trooper. Before she could turn to run, a strong hand latched onto her arm and another yanked the rifle out of her hands. Panic filled her as she struggled uselessly against her stronger opponent. She was caught and she knew it. The trooper started to drag her along with the group as another radioed in the she had been captured. The only with the group to whatever fate was held for her.* "I am Faelan Bralor, Faelan answers the lieutenant when the time comes for him to speak, and then motions towards Raicheal as he introduces her, and notes while doing so that she too is mindful of the fact something else is going on around or on the landing pads which concerns the Imperial Stormtroopers that can be seen moving about as though conducting a search of some kind, and this is my clanswoman, Raicheal Bralor. Our affiliation is with the Mando'ade, Faelan continues, and to Manda'yaim. Feeling that some explanation may be necessary for the Imperials given the fact the Mandalorian culture is not always understood by those outside of it, Faelan adds, The Mando'ade have no Mand'alor at this time, and for now are governed by consensus of the Clan leaders. In our Aliit, I hold the rank of sol'yc ver'alorn, Faelan explains, similar to a first lieutenant in your military, and Raicheal is a ruus'alor, which is roughly equivalent to one of your sergeants." |
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Post by Raine Bralor on Apr 4, 2016 19:51:34 GMT -8
*Raine had to fight her nerves as best she could to keep from shaking. The stun cuffs bit into her wrist just enough to make them uncomfortable. She looked up at the Artemis and tried to swallow down her fear as she spoke. Uncertainty filling her mind.*
"R..Raine Ordo...sir."
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Post by Nicademus Delvardus IV on Apr 5, 2016 18:10:41 GMT -8
A Mandalorian girl...Artemis would slowly turn to face the Mandalorian ship that had just landed. Word was that those that had disembarked wished to speak on behalf of Mandalore to his brother, the Supreme Commander. Negotiations were surely underway and, whatever they may be, the girl's presence could give an edge to his brother depending on what was going on. He nods to the Stormtroopers present.Take her to the Supreme Commander. My authorization.The Stormtroopers saluted the General and then began to escort the girl away from Artemis and towards the ISC's complex.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 13, 2016 19:48:43 GMT -8
*Raine's heart skipped a beat when she realized that she was really leaving with other Mandalorians. As she was escorted out of the room, she heard the leader of the group ask her name.*
"Cui* Raine Ordo." |
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Post by Raine Bralor on Apr 16, 2016 22:15:38 GMT -8
*Raine followed the Raicheal onto the ship. She glanced around for a second before turning back to Raicheal when she spoke, and answered in Mando'a.* "I was trying to get to Mandalore, but...I can't read well so I got on the wrong ship." *A frown appeared on her face when she thought of her parents.* "My parents....their gone. They died when I was eight. I've been on my own for the past four years."
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Post by Deleted on Apr 19, 2016 18:09:18 GMT -8
"Nu kyr'adyc, shi taab'echaaj'la, Raicheal says, a wistful, distant tone in her hushed voice for a moment before, with a smile that is clearly put on for Raine's benefit, she continues in Mando'a, Not gone, Raine, for so long as you remember them, they are eternal," something in her voice suggesting that her words, familiar to any Mandalorian that has been taught the daily remembrance of those past, are not meant for Raine alone.
Leading the way to the cockpit, Raicheal gestures for Raine to take a seat while, as Faelan begins to bring the ship's systems online in preparation of lifting off, she asks the girl, "Why have you been alone for so long, Raine? Were no members of your clan aware of your situation?"
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Post by Raine Bralor on Apr 19, 2016 21:09:33 GMT -8
*Raine looked up at Raicheal and gave a faint smile. The smile quickly faded as she looked away. What Raicheal said, Raine had heard before, and would probably hear again. She sat down in the seat that was pointed out to her. Hesitaiting for a moment, she answered Faelan's question.* "I'm not sure if I have any other family. My parents and I were hardly ever on Mandalore. When we were, we never visited anyone. My moms parents died when I was little, I only met them once. My dads dad was really old the last time I saw him, and I couldn't find him. I don't have any aunts or uncles either. After my parents died, I had no one to go home to, or even a home to go to."
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Post by Deleted on Apr 22, 2016 18:10:55 GMT -8
As the ship lifts off and begins making for orbit, Raicheal nods somberly after Raine has explained why it is that the possibility of finding any of Raine's family is unlikely, saying nothing for a moment out of respect for the fact that there is little, if anything at all, that can be said that would be of any comfort or consolation.
"Well, Raicheal says after a moment has passed during which Faelan has piloted the ship up and nearer to orbit as they begin the journey back to Manda'yaim, it may not be the same as having a home, but you are welcome to stay with me and my aliit * on Manda'yaim for as long as you need."
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Post by Raine Bralor on Apr 25, 2016 20:43:14 GMT -8
*Raine froze when Faelan said that she could stay with him and his family. She couldn't find the what to say right away.* "y..yes. I mean..thank you!"
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Post by Zuka Zammanee Tarkin on Jun 27, 2016 10:44:39 GMT -8
A lambda shuttle reaches the enormous and intimidating command center for the imperials. As the shuttle followed the flight plan that was transmitted, Zuka, from the cockpit, gazed in wonder at the impressive defenses before him. To himself he concluded that this was no mere ragtag faction of want to be imperials. Before his eyes Zuka saw his destiny... As the shuttle lowered upon its designated landing area he turned to swiftly exit the craft. Wasting no time after the loading ramp extended, Zuka emereged from the fumes alone and walked to the imperial officer awaiting his arrival...
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Post by Nicademus Delvardus IV on Jun 27, 2016 11:00:58 GMT -8
Clicks were heard as Stormtroopers came into view, sporting the new armor of the First Order. Blasters were leveled at Zuka, an indication that the Imperials present did not like sudden newcomers. After the incident with the Mandalorian girl, security had tightened immensely around the Imperial Strategic Command center. Measures that were all approved by the Supreme Commander and enforced by his security troops. The brother of their leader, Artemis Delvardus, stood between the two flanks of Stormtroopers that held their blasters leveled at Zuka.
A Tarkin among us... and one I heard was supposed to have dead for a number of years. Yes I know who you are. I served as a security officer, like my brother, the Supreme Commander, when Cygnus ruled Eriadu with that depraved iron fist of his. As head of security for the Supreme Commander, I must inquire as to why you have come and ensure that you surrender all personal blasters and items that could used to harm our leader.
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Post by Zuka Zammanee Tarkin on Jun 27, 2016 11:18:15 GMT -8
Zuka had left his weapons onboard his shuttle in anticipation of this exact situation. He raised his hands, palms facing outward as he addressed the nameless man before him...
You have me at a disadvantage, but since you know me and my family so well it should be easy for you to understand why I would seek this place out. I've been away for too long, I've returned to a different home that I do not fit in. If you served my family then you should know full well my dedication to the Imperial way, to order, to unity. I came here expecting another group of lesser want to be imperials attempting to build something they know nothing of... I see I might have mistaken. So, to answer your question, I am here to judge, for myself, your legitimacy and if true to the imperial way... then I come to serve and do what I must to retake this galaxy in the name of the one true Empire.
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