Grand Admiral Zuhel
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Post by Grand Admiral Zuhel on Aug 4, 2017 19:21:02 GMT -8
The shuttle uncloaked and began it's approach onto the landing pad. On board, there was an understandably apprehensive mood. All on board except for Heas and his female companion, whom he had brought along as she, at one point, had in fact served the empire. The Chiss were preparing themselves in case they had to fight, as their ingrained xenophobia was still quite strong. However, Heas himself was to busy admiring the power of the First Order to be worried about such things. However, he was no fool, and had ordered his Chief of Guards to be prepared should things go sour. However, he was almost 100% sure that he could trust this Supreme Commander. He seemed an honorable man.
"How soon until we land?"he asked.
5 minutes, sir
Guards, get ready. Keep your weapons at the ready, just in case. Pilot, I want everything ready for takeoff just in case we have to leave in a hurry.
5 minutes later
As the ship touched down, he couldn't help but notice the amount of troops present. He brushed off thoughts of him being betrayed, remembering that the officers on board the ship they hailed assured them that any and all troops had orders to let them pass. As the ship touched down, he straightened his collar, and stared down the exit ramp. As it descended, his bounty hunter companion planted a kiss on his cheek, and disappeared back into the conference zone. The landing ramp fully opened, and to his half surprise, he was not immediately gunned down. So, he was telling the truth. I believe we can trust him.He began to walk down the ramp, flanked by two guard on each side. With his cape billowing and light glinting off his silver-plated Charric, he walked down the landing pad toward the entrance of the compound. At the entrance, a trooper let him in, and he walked apprehensively into the compound
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Selena Vizla
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Post by Selena Vizla on Aug 5, 2017 20:05:31 GMT -8
As Heas made his way into the compound, Selena, curled up on one of the couches, felt a wave of emotions. She tried to process all of these at once, and found herself overwhelmed by the task. She was about to go to the HoloVid to watch something when she saw a framed photograph upon the table. She picked it up and began inspecting it. She noticed that on the bottom of it, engraved into the metal, were the words;
"Father, a great man killed by others' greed"
Oh god, she began to think. The horror of the situation began to set in. She realized that for every life she had taken, there was another child left with such a haunted, traumatic memory. But no. Never again, she thought. From here on out, I will only kill for the right reasons, for the First Order, for him. I can still be a bounty hunter, maybe, when he realizes what a horrible person I am. How many families I had torn apart. But now, I will only accept jobs from those who want to kill for the right reasons. However, it was to late. The tears had already begun to fall, and she raced into the conference master bedroom, to which only, other than her, the master had the keys, and began to cry. And this realization completed her humanity, making it so that she finally felt fully alive.
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Electrix
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Post by Electrix on Aug 11, 2017 18:29:02 GMT -8
Electrix headed to the Tower of the Hands.
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Selena Vizla
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Post by Selena Vizla on Aug 11, 2017 20:24:43 GMT -8
After she cried for 10 minutes, she then realized than she could not stay with Vlusu. Not after all the people she had killed, and her non aristocratic background. So, picking up a flimsi, she began to compose her note.
"Dear Vlusu,
I have realized that it is time we go our separate ways. I am simply not the right girl for you. Please, go pursue your dreams of joining the First Order and bringing peace to the galaxy, I have other aspirations.
Sincerely,
Selena Vizla."
Then, having deposited the keys he had provided her on his desk, she walked over to the comm center, and asked if the crew of the Avenger would be kind enough to send her ship down to her. She then thanked the servants for their kindness, and walked out onto the landing pad to await her ships arrival.
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Selena Vizla
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Post by Selena Vizla on Aug 11, 2017 20:31:02 GMT -8
The ship came into her field of view and began slowing as it approached the landing pad. Feeling somewhat impatient, she fired up her jetpack and launched herself into the ship. It then turned around and peeled off.
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Artemis Mortem
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Post by Artemis Mortem on Aug 17, 2017 10:48:53 GMT -8
The Herald landed at an extremely high speed, demonstrating the skill of the pilot. After jumping out of the ship, Artemis cooly walked through the landing zone, ignoring the temptation to simply fight his way to, at least to him, the emperor's office. Coming to the door, the guarding stormtroopers refused to let him inside. He grunted from beneath his helmet "Move." After they refused to move, his rage spilled over, and Artemis grabbed his staff, but did not activate the ends of it, before quickly knocking out the troopers with it, restraining the urge to let his rage free and snap their puny spines like twigs before dicing their corpses into hundreds of pieces. After pushing their incapacitated bodiesto the side, he ignited his sabers and cut open the door, relishing the feeling of slicing through them, remembering the feeling of sinking his blade into living flesh, craving that sensation, but he didn't want to explain to the former emperor why he decimated most of his troops. Artemis knew that the man knew the value of the many over the one, and in this case he was the one. As he entered he made the probably countless stormtroopers, his former comrades, aware of the fact that he wasn't going to kill them by putting away his sabers before continuing on.
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Grand Admiral Zuhel
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Post by Grand Admiral Zuhel on Aug 22, 2017 19:23:47 GMT -8
Vlusu strode onboard his ship, flanked by his two guards, before the ship's ramp went up and the X-70B prototype peeled off, headed for the Avenger.
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Artemis Mortem
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Post by Artemis Mortem on Aug 22, 2017 20:40:46 GMT -8
He hopped on board his ship before he took off, headed for his cruiser.
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Grand Admiral Zuhel
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Post by Grand Admiral Zuhel on Aug 25, 2017 7:10:25 GMT -8
Vlusu strode out, cape billowing in the wind, as he walked into the compound, flanked by two of his guards.
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Jiinan Gabbett
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Post by Jiinan Gabbett on Aug 25, 2017 12:30:03 GMT -8
The shuttle landed on the platform, and the former admiral strode out, his Death Trooper squadron behind him. Judging by the fact that the First Order was apparently a military state, he had decided it would be best if he wore his full military uniform, complete with its code cylinders and plaque denoting his former rank. The considerable amount wind blowing about the platform certainly didn't help things, though it did mean his cape billowed put behind him like a set of enormous wings. Luckily, both the ship and the armor that his troopers wore were both old Imperial items, and so he didn't look very much out of place among the stormtroopers sent out to greet him. Noticing the similarities to the Phase II clone armor, he deduced that these were friendlies. He began shouting over the wind.
"Greetings! I am here to see your leader. I believe my talents could benefit him and his nation."
As he was pointed to the quarters pf the Supreme Commander, he couldn't help but analyze the newer-generation armor and training. The armor was certainly bulkier, and was clearly a titanic improvement over the old Phase II armor. As for training, it looked very similar to the training used by the Kaminoans for ARC Troopers. The best of the best in the clone army. He entered the building and immediately felt at ease thanks to the long, steel corridors that were commonplace in the Republic Navy. He began to mutter.
"Well, here goes nothing."
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Angela Ziegler
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Post by Angela Ziegler on Sept 2, 2017 23:23:28 GMT -8
As the ships set down on the landing pads, the shadows of the night played across the curves of the ships, contrasting with the moonlight glinting off the polished surface like sunlight dancing across the flawless surface of a lake. As she disembarked, the small halo she always wore pulsed a deep golden color against the inky shades of the night. Moving across the landing pad towards the door, her heels making an empty, hollow clicking sound as she moved so elegantly accross the hard surface beneath her one could say she was gliding, she noticed the ivory and ebony armor of stormtroopers standing like gargoyles, senteniels frozen in time, protecting the portal that led to the interior of the base. As if these stormtroopers could read her mind, they moved aside, allowing her to glide into the base, a few folds of her dress lingering behind for just a moment before quickly catching up. Suddenly, the vital entrance into the fortress sealed up like the mouth of an animal of titanic scale, and she was inside, shielded from the outside world by the impenetrable armor surrounding the citadel.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 3, 2017 22:06:18 GMT -8
Once the LAAT/i that had ferried them from orbit to Harnaidan has set down, Commander Nicolina Foresi, who commands a platoon of Shadowtroopers assigned to Darth Rebellious and the Imperial Security Bureau, strides down the boarding ramp, her black armor well polished but bearing the marks of more than one battle beneath the shine, holding a datacard out to Faina as she says, Figure you should have the honor of handing these to the Supreme Commander. Given that Faina had to fight against the traitorous Imperial Knights that revealed themselves during the operation to recover the plans, saving Nicolina's life in the process, Nicolina thinks it only fitting that her friend gets to be the one that presents the Knight Hammer plans to Nicademus. Knowing that Faina is modest enough that she will probably protest, Nicolina warns her in a playfully stern tone, I won't take no for an answer, so just take it.
Returning the salutes of the Stormtroopers that stand guard over the entrance to Imperial Strategic Command, Nicolina waits as they ask for their purpose in coming and then verify the identities of Faina, an Imperial Knight, and herself, and then, once they are cleared, proceeds inside and sets out for the office of the Supreme Commander.
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Post by Trey Chinnor on Sept 10, 2017 12:41:10 GMT -8
The small shuttle descended towards the compound. Aboard it, Trey had made the final fixes to his hair, straightened his suit, and grabbed the briefcase. The shuttle uncloaked when just beneath the landing pad, the stealth paint shielding it from both visual and sensory discovery. He vaulted onto the landing pad, carefully surveying the guards. There were four standard issue First Order stormtroopers guarding the door. Deactivating the shadow hologram, the silvery plates on his wrist opened up, revealing the small smart blaster concealed inside it. After he blasted the four stormtroopers, he stepped up to the deck officer, using the shadow hologram projector built into his arm to disguise himself with the armor and voice of said officer. Striding inside fearlessly, knowing his identity was safe, he walked up to a computer terminal in a side room, and, locking the door, briefly deactivated the hologram to download a schematic of the base. Using the schematic, he easily located the Supreme Commanders office, and, reengaging the hologram, stepped out of the room, headed for the office.
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Post by Kaylriya Volskaya on Sept 17, 2017 14:26:25 GMT -8
The fighter touched down on the pad. The cockpit opened, and out stepped Kaylriya.
She walked toward the Tower of Hands.
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Post by Kaylriya Volskaya on Sept 19, 2017 17:43:03 GMT -8
Kaylriya entered the cockpit of her fighter and took off.
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Grand Admiral Zuhel
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Post by Grand Admiral Zuhel on Sept 20, 2017 17:33:48 GMT -8
Vlusu entered his shuttle almost gn with his guards and took off.
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Post by Trey Chinnor on Sept 21, 2017 18:16:13 GMT -8
As he prepared to leave, a cloaked figure approached him and handed him an envelope. Mildly intrigued by the use of such an archaic form of communication, he opened the letter. Noting that it invited him to the tower of the hands, he casually set off in its direction, reactivating the stormtrooper shadow hologram.
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Grand Admiral Zuhel
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I do not require glory; only results for my Emperor.
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Post by Grand Admiral Zuhel on Sept 22, 2017 14:36:06 GMT -8
The shuttle sets down on the landing pad. Artemis and Vlusu step off board, leaving the Death Legion with Kaylriya with the Sith Lord. The duo head to the entrance, with Artemis carrying a box that displayed the crest of the old Jedi Order.
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Post by Kaylriya Volskaya on Sept 23, 2017 9:52:43 GMT -8
Kaylriya stepped out of the shuttle, taking with her the Death Legion and Mok. The small group entered the Tower of the Hands.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 20, 2017 20:59:11 GMT -8
While Nicolina is both gratified by the compliments she herself had received from the Supreme Commander as well as pleased for Faina's promotion to Grandmaster of the Imperial Knights, the losses sustained in the operation to the Maw weigh heavily enough on her that any satisfaction or elation she might feel is leavened by mourning for the fallen and steeling herself for the duties that fall to her as commanding officer of those who fell; notifications to families, management of the remains of the fallen, and all of the other administrative tasks that deaths bring with them.
Still, Nicolina thinks to herself with a mental sigh as her natural inclination to avoid the unpleasant makes her strive to find a way to keep herself from sinking into a funk that will only make most things even less palatable than they already are, congratulations are in order, and so as she and Faina walk out onto the landing platform, she says without any of the teasing humor that typically colors her interactions with the recently promoted Imperial Knight, Congratulations, Grandmaster. Stopping near the LAAT/i waiting to take them to High Port, Nicolina motions for Faina to board before her, and once they are both on the gunship, tells the pilot, Take us home Calenda.
WO1 Noemi Calenda, a pale skinned and dark haired Nagai with an eternally amused expression hidden beneath the eternal scowl of her Shadowtrooper helmet, says, ::Roger that Commander,:: and then nods to her co-pilot to begin preparing to lift off.
Moments later, the gunship is ascending upwards from the landing pad, bound for High Port.
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