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Post by Whill Shaman Xixo on Apr 5, 2013 7:04:52 GMT -8
*The Spice Mines of Kessel were filled with dangerous energy spiders that constantly attacked the workers who mined the precious spice. It was known as a form of torture, as the work was so difficult and the conditions so poor. The mines were extremely cold, so much so that thermal suits had to be worn to keep the workers alive. Because of the weak atmosphere, essential gases such as oxygen were constantly escaping. Oxygen generators were stationed around the planet and in the mines.*
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Post by Kraval Ordo on May 3, 2013 18:42:59 GMT -8
A Firespary-Class interceptor known as the Tal'din zipped through the asteroid, streaking down long and open corridors wide enough to support its passage. Eventually, it manage to find a small clearing about 50 clicks away from the mining facility. The Tal'din proceed in turning on its backside and slowly land upon the hard rocky surface. Once the Tal'din was secured, Kraval Ordo emerged from his vessel and to a survey of the area.
Alright let's get his show on the road.
Kraval began his assignment. He made a mad dash towards the outer walls of the mining facility. He need to infiltrate the main facility and eliminate all hostiles without harming the miners nor damaging the facility. Kraval was always known for his "damage control" style of completing missions but orders were orders. Kraval made it to the outer walls of the facility. He activated his jetpack and takes flight heading towards the rooftop of the facility. As he ascended towards the structure, he noticed two sentries on the roof.
He reached down to his holsters, fingers wrapping around the leather grip of his Zabrak Tystel Mark III pistols.
With a tug, he pulled his weapons free and landed directly on roof then took aim at the guards. One man turned; after hearing a slight thud on the roof, and stared at the man clad in red/black mandalorian armor with a high powered pistol pointed at him and his partner. The guard knew his life was about to end.
The red energy bolt blasted free from the muzzle; screaming, as it sped towards its mark. It connected as the bolt tore through skin, bone and brain causing the guard's eyes to roll back thus ending his life as his body hit the ground. The second guard never saw his partner fall as his life was taken in similar fashion but only to occur 5 seconds later.
With the two sentries taken care off, Kraval secured his weapons and proceed with entering the facility. He ventured to the ledge, looking from left to right then down into the facility. It was a 100 meter drop into the heart of the mines where most of the guards are located along with whoever was in-charged of the guards. Kraval stepped of the ledge and free-fall into the facility. As he fell towards the bottom, he activated his jetpack once more to slowed his approach before touching the ground. He landed with a thud which startle a battalion of armed guards and a averaged built human male that had more spice covering his face than EX had in a lifetime.
Kraval rose to his feet and surveyed his current situation. He was outnumber 20 to 1 and slightly out-gunned. Most of the guards were armed with low-grade pistols and/or stun baton. Kraval didn't care cause he always liked being the odd man out in this situations. He slowly pulled out his beskad and pointed at each guard that surrounded him them the leader who was locked up in the main office. He pointed the tip of the blade towards the ground and reached for a flash grenade on his belt. The leader gave the command for his thugs to attack the intruder. Kraval activate the flash grenade and dropped it at his feet. The grenade went off and that's when the fun began.
After 10 minutes went by, Kraval was now inside the main office of the facility. The mines were secured and all hostiles were dead. He went over to the communication terminal and sent out a private message on a secured channel that most Mandalorians use when conducting busy with shady employers.
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Post by Exchequer Australis on May 3, 2013 19:51:54 GMT -8
A reply commlink comes in from Tatooine. Exchequers voice can be heard but a bit distorted due to the bouncing off of the southern to the northern hemisphere of Hoth as well as the heavy layers of encryption.
Good, good, await for orders from Geor-Dan-Lor. He is a tiss'har.... He commands my contigent on Kessel well wil be on Kes...sel. You will also be ....assis...ting Korum. Tell...him... you are Exchange and are.... wanting to help....deliver...a datachip to the Admiral on Geo...nosis. That is all....
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Post by Kraval Ordo on May 3, 2013 20:32:20 GMT -8
Once the message was received, Kraval killed the line and wiped the terminal clean of all known transmission to and from that terminal. Once that small detail was taken care of, Kraval went onto his wrist mounted PAC20 wrist commlink and sent out a voice command to his vessel still currently parked outside the facility. Once the command was given, Kraval open the docking bay doors of the mine which allowed his vessel the Tal'din to be remotely guided into the facility for the time being. Once the Tal'din was secure, Kraval waited for this Geor-Dan-Lor to arrive with a regiment of EX's guard along with a smuggler named Korum who need assistance in getting to the planet Geonosis
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Post by Korum on May 4, 2013 12:47:03 GMT -8
The freighter rocked in Kessel's harsh winds as Korum guided it to the asteroid's surface. Cussing and puffing on his cigarette, he tightened his grip on the controls and scanned the ground below them frantically for a place to land. Most of the space was occupied by sharp outcroppings or bits of debris, but as he got closer to the spice mines that started to clear up. Passing over a lone ship setting a few klicks from the mines, Korum grunted his satisfaction and set his freighter down about two-hundred meters past it.
The landing was a lot smoother than the descent- the ship barely rocked as its landing gear found purchase and dug in to the ground. Stubbing out his cigarette, Korum deactivated the engines and stood, stretching and rolling his shoulders before exiting the cockpit. He banged a fist on every cabin door as he past them.
"Time to go," He hollered, making sure his guns were strapped to his hips. "Get the hell off my ship!"
Snatching a small tank containing a few hours' worth of oxygen from a counter, he hooked the thing on his belt and slipped the mask over his head. The mask was opaque and just large enough to cover his mouth and nose. A small speaker built into the side of it acted as a one way comm so he could still speak while wearing it.
The smuggler pressed a button on his commlink and the ship's ramp slowly descended, dropping with a clang onto Kessel's rocky surface. The smuggler descended and waited at the bottom for his passengers to disembark.
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Post by Exchequer Australis on May 4, 2013 17:12:39 GMT -8
Geor-Dan-Lor and his men don gas masks before they head down the ramp. They systematically thank Korum for the ride in the best way a mercenary could. They embark into the mines and begin to setup shop. They first commline Exchequer.
They would tell Exchequer that they had secured it and they were waiting to do the first shipments to head to Falleen.
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Post by Kraval Ordo on May 4, 2013 17:41:25 GMT -8
Kraval leaned against his ship as the smuggler's vessel docked outside of the mining facility. He noticed the smuggler named Korum; who he seen back on Hoth, standing at the bottom of his ship as a squadron of mercs poured out of his ship. The mercs quickly enter the facility and began securing it for themselves. He noticed another more heavily armed merc; Tiss'shar by the looks of him, exit the ship last. Kraval figured that this was Geor-Dan-Lor that EX spoke of.
Without a moment noticed, Kraval began to walk over towards Geor-Dan-Lor as he finished contacting his boss
Hey, facility is intact so everything is intact. There were sum oxygen generators further inside the facility. Might be useful so you don't have to rely on those oxygen mask.
He looks over at Korum then back at Geor-Dan-Lor
Bossman said to report to you about another assignment he needs taken care of.
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Post by Exchequer Australis on May 4, 2013 18:54:36 GMT -8
The Tiss'shar smiled. And quickly responded.
=Geor-Dan-Lor=
Yesss, thanksss youss. Yoursss misssionsss isss tosss helpss thesss smugglerssss makesss hisss waysss toss Geonosssiss.
He ordered his men to bring on the oxygen generators.
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Post by Korum on May 5, 2013 5:34:30 GMT -8
Overhearing, Korum strode over, his brow furrowed. He stopped just short of the duo and folded his arms across his chest.
"Why would I need help?" He asked suspiciously. "Are we expecting trouble?"
Of course they were. Maybe it was some security force or another, maybe it was simply a rival criminal faction, but regardless people in his line of work were always expecting trouble. And the ones who weren't ended up dead. He looked the mercenary he'd met back on Hoth up and down, studying his armor and visible weaponry, and decided he seemed formidable enough...for a Mandalorian. He had a natural disdain for their kind but he couldn't deny they were handy in a fight.
While he couldn't think of any way the mercenary could help him actually get to Geonosis, perhaps there was something planet-side that needed taking care of before he could deliver the chip. Maybe someone who didn't want the Exchange muscling in on their turf...he couldn't be sure, and speculation would get him nowhere. So instead he fixed his gaze firmly on Geor-Dan-Lor and waited for a response.
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Post by Kraval Ordo on May 5, 2013 15:39:57 GMT -8
Kraval listen to what Geor-Dan-Lor mention about getting the smuggler towards Geonosis, he figured it wasn't gonna be easy but Kraval never like doing things the easy way. As the two talked, Kraval use his advanced HUD to access the Holonet or getting a hold of sum of contacts in order to find out if anything recent had transpired on the planet. After a couple of minutes of digging around, he got a hit on what he was looking for and wasn't to surprised at the results. He heard Korum mention something about trouble and let out a yawn before speaking to the smuggler.
Yeah there's gonna be alot of trouble for us when we get there, smuggler. Only question is, how good are you in getting pass moderate size fleet blockade?
Kraval turns his attention back towards Geor-Dan-Lor.
What's the package that this smuggler carrying that needs to be deliver to Geonosis?
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Post by Exchequer Australis on May 5, 2013 16:24:29 GMT -8
Geor-Dan-Lor waited for a second and then leaned in. He replied.
=Geo-Dan-Lor=
Isss believessss ass datachipssss.
Geor-Dan-Lor looks around and replies.
=Geor-Dan-LoR=
Isss willsss besss goingsss nowsss.
And with that he headed towards his makeship offices near the oxygen generators.
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Post by Exchequer Australis on May 8, 2013 8:40:49 GMT -8
The troops land and are immediately brought out to enter into the spice mines at least near the main entrance. They begin to enter into the the former prison and slave camp and start to set-up a small camp. They begin to swarm the main complex. They also begin to setup tunnels and prepare to build them finding the best locations to do it. Soon a mining company would be on the planet and a possible arrangement could be made to ferry spice to Falleen. However, the base is kinda small so 1,000 elites, and 5,000 regular security forces to be available for deployment to Falleen. They would stay there for now.
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Post by Exchequer Australis on May 8, 2013 11:46:57 GMT -8
The workers and slaves begin to fill up the 4 Hwk-290s. The mines had had a surplus the month before the Exchange officially took over. But, the numbers in workers was dwindling. Geor-Dan-Lor sent an updated inventory request via datapad over secure communication lines listing the need for more slaves. Maybe the Cathar freshly bought on Tatooine could help alleviate the need for more. The guards who would be headed to Falleen also loaded into the CC-9600 while 3 of the corvettes would run as a guard. They didn't have a risk of pirate attacking because they bore the mark of the Exchange. They would also have access to its special communication lines and frequencies. As well as pass codes. All in all the Hwk-290s would be filled up with 1800 metric tons of spice. Enough to keep the Exchange moving spice till they could get a relatively active supply chain.
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Post by Korum on May 8, 2013 14:17:05 GMT -8
Korum winked at the armored Mandalorian, a ready grin alighting upon his already amiable features.
"You could say blockade running is something of a specialty of mine."
Which was true, actually. Smuggling was a rather dull career- if you were good at it. He stopped getting sweaty palms when he passed through a security checkpoint after his third run, but back when he'd captained the Ehr pirate clan he'd darted past more than one military blockade and come through relatively unscathed. And it still got his heart pumping- in other words, he found it an exciting prospect.
=Geor-Dan-LoR=
Isss willsss besss goingsss nowsss.
Korum waved absentmindedly, trying to keep a look of relief off his face. Unsuccessfully, probably, but he tried. Running a hand back through his shock of red hair, he turned back to the Mandalorian.
"Any details on what we can expect?"
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Post by Exchequer Australis on May 8, 2013 16:28:27 GMT -8
The ships are soon loaded. There had been a few bickering but it was done now. The spice would be escorted to Falleen. There it would see refinement and processing. Then it would be on its way to Tatooine. The corvettes would form as necessary guards as soon as the ships would hit atmosphere and then hyperspace.
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Post by Kraval Ordo on May 8, 2013 16:32:00 GMT -8
Kraval went onto his PAC-20 wrist data pad and activated the mini-holoprojector built into in. The mini-projector brought up a small display of the current situation on Geonosis
Here's the deal, Geonosis is currently going thru a civil war; due to gangs and civilian riots, and the planet is under a planet wide blockade by the ruling government known as the MMC aka the MandaMine Collective. MMC is controlled by the Or'dinii Clan of the Mandalorians and that datachip of yours has to get to them specifically a Mandalorian named Aya Dizen Or'dinii. She will be somewhere on the surface dealing with the conflict on the surface. It would be easy to contact her via the Holonet but all communications to and from the planet are being blocked.
Kraval cut the holo-projector off and turned to face Korum
Long story short, we got to get thru that blockade, land on the surface, get to a communication hub station, and get Aya attention thru the holonet while fighting civilians, gangs, and armed MMC soldiers. any questions???
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Post by Korum on May 9, 2013 6:33:44 GMT -8
Korum scratched absentmindedly at the rusty stubble on his jaw as he studied the holoprojector. His first week on assignment, and the Exchange wanted him to run a blockade, land in the middle of a heated conflict, and fight through hordes of soldiers? He'd have to speak to EX about getting a pay bump. Honestly, he'd thought this was all behind him- had been looking forward to a boring, but well-paying career of hauling spice to various locations. Avoiding security checkpoints and pirates had been all the excitement he'd prepared himself for.
In a way, he was glad he'd been wrong.
"I assume that's why you're going with me- to deal with the situation on the surface, aye? I'm no soldier- but that armor of yours looks like it could take a few hits without gettin' dinged up too bad."
His hands shifted to rest on the grips of his twin revolvers.
"So," Korum arched his eyebrows. "We taking your ship, or mine?"
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Post by Kraval Ordo on May 9, 2013 6:51:36 GMT -8
Don't worry about it, you can head back home and be boss-man's little errand boy. I'll take care of the drop personally.
Kraval walks directly over towards Korum and goes through his pockets until he finds the datachip that is need for the drop. He then throttles Korum's throat.
Don't even think about stopping me. As you can tell, my beskar can take a beating and i'm more than capable in giving one.
Kraval lets go of Korum's throat and makes haste towards the Tal'din. Once he was abroad his ship, he fired up the engines and took off into orbit.
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Post by Exchequer Australis on Oct 3, 2013 6:00:24 GMT -8
Sometime has passed since the run to Falleen and would soon have another run. This time it was to Tatooine. As the ships land, Geor-Dan-Lor receives the message from the top enforcer in the Estate from the Hoth Cartel.
Yes, they shall be sent. I believe an enforcer by the name of Trass'ar will be moving there to begin work.
The 4 Hwk-290s are immediately began to be loaded and would soon blast off in a few days to Tatooine.
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Post by Exchequer Australis on Oct 24, 2013 5:41:59 GMT -8
Exchequer's top enforcer on the planet the Tiss'shar named Geor-Dan-LoR noticed on the old and sometimes wrong real time planetary map saw the new fleet in orbit. They immediately began to open a communication line with the Cartel lieutenants on Tatooine. And, they opened another one up with the attacking fleet.
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