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Post by Bloodshot on Jun 21, 2016 17:58:39 GMT -8
If you two are done cuddling, we should get moving. With his helmet back on, Bloodshot's voice was back to the harshly synthesized tone he was most known for, and despite the seemingly jovial nature of his words they were still devoid of emotion. He'd only ducked his head in upon his return to the ship, the rest of his bulk remained outside the cockpit proper, but it would be a stretch to assume he remained so out of any sense of propriety or deference for their moment. Next stop is Nar Shaddaa. You'll drop us off and get your next assignment there. Sooner the better. He made a point of ignoring the tumultous swirl of thoughts and emotions he could feel from both inhabitants of the cockpit, preferring the stoicism of his own head to the often bizarre ramblings in the minds of others. Or that's how it always appeared to him, at least. He'd been created to do a job, and really that was all there was for him. Even if he'd been capable of feeling things the way most sentients did, he sincerely doubted he would prefer it that way.
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Galdaart Fel
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Post by Galdaart Fel on Jul 9, 2016 8:40:42 GMT -8
It took some doing, as the ship was held together with baling twine and muffler tape, but they got underway about three hours later. (if pressed to comment, Fel would never have considered the craft hyperspace-worthy, but at this point, destiny and sheer force of will would seem to carry him through.) Backup hyperdrive got them away from Mustafar, albeit much slower than he would've liked, and shakily into hyperspace. Destination: 'Shaddaa.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 31, 2016 4:31:21 GMT -8
Meta Team had initially been trading fire with Liger and Jaeger Teams. But as the enemy shots were replaced by the holo projection of the conversation taking place in the mess hall below, they had stopped firing. Ethan looked to the others as the conversation between Bahamut and the Colonel played out. For years, he had trained them, earned their trust, and acted like their saviour. But had it all been just a ruse, for some grander plan. The video was enough to cast some doubt upon the Colonel's intentions. With the cease fire in effect, they all grouped up and huddled together to discuss their options as the fight went on below. As it was, there was a massive fleet battle going on outside, and The Skybreaker was basically dead in the water. Their options were limited. When Bahamut finally arrived, Ethan was the first to go out, followed soon by the rest of Meta Team and their ARDs. They met the Director halfway along the hallway
As you pointed out, our options aren't many. Besides, we can always kill you later if you're lying to us... You've got yourself a deal... for now...
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Post by Deleted on Nov 3, 2016 20:04:37 GMT -8
Whilst it wasn't exactly the best kind of truce, given the circumstances they were in, it was the best he would get. He had been about to start ushering them back to the hangar bay, when the sounds of a pair of ARC Hammers being destroyed by the superlaser could be heard. He turned then towards a nearby speaker, as the open comm line activated and the voice of the Admiral came through. Of all the bombshells to be dropped this day, having some High Lord Admiral after him was not one he was expecting. Whoever they were, he had no clue about, but he knew they were not working for Jarvis
Seems we better abandon ship a little bit quicker than expected...Ethan, Lexus, you'll be with me. Drew and Rylan, You'll be with Gipsy. We'll meet back aboard The Reaper. Understood?
Although he knew Meta Team wouldn't be too happy about being split up, neither ship could risk taking them all alone. Plus, they could see the logic in splitting up since two targets would be harder to hit than one. Bahamut gave a nod to Gipsy, before leading Liger Team and his half of Meta Team back through the ship. He knew they wouldn't have a lot of time if the crews of the other ARC Hammers were able to get their radios working. Regardless of what ever deal this Admiral was offering, he wouldn't keep his word. He would not risk witnesses. Plus, the ARC Hammers were set to auto fire upon one another and destroy the Projects. They were all as good as dead either way. But he was doubtful anyone else would know that. They'd think this Admiral was speaking on behalf of Secretary Jarvis, and that complying would grant them immunity.
But he pushed such thoughts from his mind as he rushed along the corridors, before hurriedly descending down the stair well. Bahamut didn't take any time to stop as he pushed on back to the hangar bay. His implants made him aware that Jaeger Team were following close behind. So far, none of the other ARC Hammers had been able to give away his location. But he knew his luck would not last. They had managed to load up onto the Barloz Freighters and start up the engines, when a comm message managed to get through. Skybreaker. Everyone froze for a second, as Bahamut looked at the comm speaker
Ah shit... WE NEED TO MOVE! NOW!
There were affirmatives from all around as the ramps were retracted, and the cloaking systems hastily activated. Meanwhile, the landing gear were being retracted as the repulsorlifts came to life and lifted the pair of craft from the hangar bay surface. The moment they were clear of the hangar bay, they had plotted micro jump co-ordinates and engaged their hyperdrives just seconds before the axial superlaser tore through The Skybreaker. Bahamut let out a sigh of relief when The Liger Den and The Shatterdome dropped out of hyperspace a short while later, The Reaper sitting there and waiting. The Freighter's landed in the port hangar bay, before Bahamut hastily made his way to the bridge. Captain Holloway was looking perplexed when he arrived to the bridge
Sir, what's going on? Sensors indicate the ARC Hammers firing upon one another, and the arrival of a hostile fleet...
I'm afraid I don;t have the time to explain it all right now Captain. We need to get out of here. Plot a course for Honoghr. Immediately. And make sure we take a slightly longer route. I'd rather not lead him to them...
With that, Bahamut brought up the holo projection of the man that called himself High Lord Admiral Kaedaan. Although he had no direct information on the Admiral, the family name struck an alert in his memory database. He leaned against the holodisplay as he studied the man. Captain Holloway didn't need to be told twice
You heard him! Aft engines full ahead, bring the nose thirty degrees down angle, jump destination is Honoghr! Ensign, let's go for a bit of a scenic flight!
Aye sir! plotting course now!
Liger, Jaeger, and Meta Team all arrived to the bridge just as the final preparations were completed and The Reaper disappeared into Hyperspace. Bahamut knew only one person that the Admiral would be looking for, and that was the man to whom he was a clone of
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Viox Savage
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Post by Viox Savage on Nov 14, 2017 19:32:00 GMT -8
Some time after the events that transpired on Kessel, and the meeting between Darth Malvus and Viox Savage over Rhommamool, the High Admiral's fleet had gathered together. Collecting the few members of the Blackguard Reborn present on Iridonia at the time, the fleet jumped from Iridonia to Mustafar. Taking the first steps in utilizing the resources of the combined One Sith and Blackguard factions, the fleet was here to scour the planet for relics and artifacts powerful within the Force. And what better place to look than the remains of Sith Lord Darth Vader's castle. Constructed many, many years ago by the Sith Lord, Vader had constructed his castle over the site of his greatest defeat. But more importantly, a Sith cave. And it was both the castle and this cave that Viox intended to plunder. Using both his own personal resources and those of the First Order, he had located an object of interest. The Sith Chalice, once housed in plain view in the Senate chambers when Chancellor Palpatine was in power. Knowing full well no one would be able to identify the object, Palaptine had displayed the item through his rise to power. After the first Galactic Empire's defeat, the chalice mysteriously disappeared. Several millenia later, it reappeared in none other than Darth Vader's castle here on Mustafar. Ironic, really, that an item once possessed by Palpatine, would come to rest in his pupil's place of residence, but the Force truly did work in mysterious ways.
Void Command exited hyperspace above the volcanic world of Mustafar. Lord Savage's flagship, the Nebula-Class Star Destroyer Legacy of the Void was a the head of the fleet. Following in formation were the four Victory II-Class Star Destroyers, four Marauder-Class Corvettes and three Immobilizer 418 Interdictor cruisers. One my say that this was an excessive show of power for a few long forgotten trinkets, however, Lord Savage had it on good authority that there were ancient relics of the past protecting this place. After all, the Confederacy of Independent Systems once claimed this world as their own, housing battalions of battle droids and a handful of ships during the Clone Wars. And, during the rise of the Empire, a Geonosian by the name of Gizor Dellso, had attempted a second droid uprising, reactivating the droid foundries and pushing several vessels into service. While it was put down by the 501st, a lot of time had passed since then. And who knows, perhaps elements that remembered the CIS decided to follow in his footsteps? Savage didn't know who or what would still be alive in the day and age that remembered the Clone Wars, but he did know that his recon drones had spotted several ships orbiting the planet. Consisting of three Providence-Class Destroyers, six Munificent-Class frigates and an assortment of Vulture droids, Droid tri-fighters and Belbullab-24 strike bombers, the renegade droid fleet was packing some impressive, if not seriously outdated firepower. Enough so that the Zabrak Sith Lord had brought his entire fleet to contend with it. And it would be long now. Seated in his command chair on the raised platform before the central viewscreens, the Sith Lord, currently garbed in a simple black tunic and black cloak, leaned forward, gloved hands steeped together. His XO, Commodore King spoke up.
"Sir! Droid ships on our long range sensors. Moving into attack formation."
Without so much as a pause, Savage spoke.
"Take us in. All ahead full. Ready weapons and shields. Once in range, light them up."
Commodore King was already carrying out the orders.
"All ahead full, aye. Engines, all ahead full. All hands, battlestations, battlestations. Set condition two throughout the ship! Forward batteries, power up and get me something to shoot at! DC teams, stand by for contact."
The bridge of the ship became a bustling hive of activity as it sped forward, towards the oncoming droid ships. But it wasn't the ships that concerned the Zabrak. No. It was whatever was on the ground that concerned him. If this was the presence here in orbit, he could only imagine what the ground forces looked like...
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Post by Krennel Gulch on Nov 14, 2017 19:50:25 GMT -8
A second Droid fleet jumped into the system, except this one looked very new compared to the other. Admiral Krennel Gulch had arrived to see his end of the agreement with the Black guard upheld, and two Providence Dreadnoughts, of the 1000 meter variant, and 4 Munificent class frigates arrived into the system to reinforce Savage and his fleet. The Military Industrialist had recently solidified a bastion of power in this sector of space, and the deal he had cut with Savage would see it even further expanded.
As his own ships arrayed into formation, Gulch's flagship hailed Savage, and a hologram sprang up on the Sith's deck.
The ancient Harch Admiral gazed at Viox calmly for a moment, curious as to whether he would have to fight to see this deal upheld or not.
"It is good to see you have arrived on time, High Admiral."
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Vasari
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Post by Vasari on Nov 14, 2017 22:22:48 GMT -8
Legacy of the Void - Observation Deck
Vasari did not even open her eyes as she felt the rapid deceleration of the Capital Ship which dropped them out of the hyper-lane over the Volcanic planet. On the journey from Iridonia Vasari had spent most of her time in Meditation - alone. It had been nearly a month since Kessel and... everything that happened there, and she was still dealing with many of the repercussions her actions had left her with, but never once did she regret what she did. Her self imposed exile upon the observation deck came out of necessity more than anything else. She had no place upon the bridge - not being one of Lord Savage's officers or Apprentices meant that she was lucky to be aboard his ship at all - and it wasn't like she was going to spend the entire trip here confined to her quarters no... the observation deck was really the only suitable place for her.
Much of the trip she had spent in quiet deep meditation, allowing her mind to float upon the third current searching for... something. She knew what she was after, and she had heard that a clue - a piece to the puzzle might be found here. Ever since Savage had announced his intentions to sack the Castle of Sith Lord Darth Vader, Vasari had been in the Academy Library day and night searching for something - anything that might be of use, and there was one thing that she wished to find there that she hoped would put her on the right course.
::Attention! Attention! Battle Stations!::
The momentary blaring of the 'beat to quarters' call brought her out of her near catatonic trance. Opening her eyes to find the orange and yellow planet come to life before them was indeed an incredible sight. She had read about the world of course, but seeing it there... a blazing fire in space, the descriptions in the tombs she had read and the holo-projectors did not do the planet justice. A slight gasp of awe escaped her lips and she chided herself for her youthful girlish reaction - grateful no one had been present to witness the break in her otherwise calm and stoic persona. ~So this is it... Mustafar!~ her thoughts raced before her mind was finally able to focus - the tiny dots that were quickly growing. Ships arrayed in defense of the planet. Lord Savage had mentioned a defense, which is why they had brought the fleet - This moment also gave her the perfect opportunity to test her a new skill she had been cultivating since she had begun preparing for this mission. Still seated upon the circular table closest to the wide viewport she slowly began to breath and refocus her mind for the battle to come, whispering softly to herself a passage on the technique she was about to attempt.
"Every soldier knows that war is more than arms and armor, every warrior carries an image of impending victory in his heart. When the image shatters, to be replaced by defeat, he is beaten."
Vasari's eyes narrowed upon her enemy... and then they closed.
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Luxeria
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Post by Luxeria on Nov 15, 2017 3:52:37 GMT -8
Luxeria’s eyes laid focused upon the swirling streaks of hyperspace as she made her way to a new destination. During her six month journey seeking out all the components for her new lightsaber, never had she embarked for, nor considered heading to a planet such as Mustafar. On the way, she had taking some time to read up and get an idea of the world she approaching. In any other situation, she would have steered clear of it, seeing nothing important upon its terrain that interested her, not to mention the immense heat being less than appealing. Yet, she was on there way now, sent her by her master, Darth Malvus to aid their new comrades and further her training and experience.
With their business on Kesh nearly complete, minus a few futile skirmishes that we’re popping up, there was little left for Luxeria to truly be needed for. As such, her master sent her on in his stead as he worked to finish setting the new order upon the conquered world. It wasn’t long after the initial siege that she had learned of the union of the Blackguard and the One Sith, though the idea didn’t truly surprise her. Malvus has made it clear that when it involved the Sith, he had no desire to lead them, but considered himself the Voice of the Dark Side. And through the recent events, he found someone worthy to lead them: Viox Savage. She had not met the man yet as she wasn’t at her master’s side when the discussions took place. But as her master ordered, she would answer the call of their new leader.
Suddenly, her thoughts returned to reality as alarms went off, alerting her to the arrival at Mustafar. Taking control, she slowed the craft down and the Lethisk-class armed freighter exited hyperspace. The first image she was greeted with was the red and yellow ball. It certainly looked like a type of hell people spoke of in stories. She had little time to take in the view, however, as her next image was the battle raging in orbit. She took a deep breath to focus herself. She had never taken part of an orbital battle before, but she couldn’t just run.
”Kyra, activate weapons and reinforce the shields. Things are about to get serious. Open a comm channel as well
It was a moment before a female voice came over the speakers.
::All systems online and combat ready. Channel is open.::
::This is Luxeria, apprentice to Darth Malvus. I am on approach and ready to aid in anyway possible::
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Post by Xakire on Nov 19, 2017 20:48:14 GMT -8
Legacy of the Void - Bridge
Xakire had been in his temporary quarters meditating, something he considered to be a chore more than anything. He was relieve when he felt the ship drop out of waters and general quarters being sounded, he quickly got up and headed to the bridge, wearing his light armour.
“Master,” he said simply as he walked up behind Viox to alert him of his apprentices presence. He was curious to see how this expedition would go. He'd heard little about the Sith Chalice they were seeking and he wondered what powers it held and why, of all things, his master had chosen this artifact to send this much power to obtain. Xakire also wondered why his master had struck some kind of deal with some sort of Confederate holdout group when his masters fleet or even Xakire’s own fleet would have been more than capable to secure Mustafar for the Blackguard and First Order.
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Viox Savage
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Post by Viox Savage on Nov 26, 2017 10:03:07 GMT -8
A second Droid fleet jumped into the system, except this one looked very new compared to the other. Admiral Krennel Gulch had arrived to see his end of the agreement with the Black guard upheld, and two Providence Dreadnoughts, of the 1000 meter variant, and 4 Munificent class frigates arrived into the system to reinforce Savage and his fleet. The Military Industrialist had recently solidified a bastion of power in this sector of space, and the deal he had cut with Savage would see it even further expanded. As his own ships arrayed into formation, Gulch's flagship hailed Savage, and a hologram sprang up on the Sith's deck. The ancient Harch Admiral gazed at Viox calmly for a moment, curious as to whether he would have to fight to see this deal upheld or not. "It is good to see you have arrived on time, High Admiral." |
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Post by Xakire on Nov 28, 2017 12:56:18 GMT -8
Ending the one-sided conversation with Luxeria, he took note of his apprentice's approach. Checking over the battle reports that were now flooding in, he spoke to his apprentice.
"Apprentice. It is good that you are here. Head to the war room. I shall meet you there shortly. Summon Ms. Nightshade and make our incoming guest feel comfortable."
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Luxeria
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Post by Luxeria on Nov 28, 2017 14:06:37 GMT -8
As the Void moved in to take on the three Providence-Class Destroyers, a female voice echoed across the bridge speakers. Luxeria, Darth Malvus' apprentice. Naturally Malvus would send someone to keep an eye on his investment. After all, Malvus was contributing a large bulk of the Blackguard's ground forces and resources to strengthen their resolve. And it seemed both he and Malvus wanted the same thing - a unified Sith front - which would eventually result in the rise of a new Sith Empire. Lead and ran by Sith. But for now, they would have to make do with the current Sith they had available. Signalling for the comms officer to give him a direct line to Luxeria's Lethisk-Class Freighter, he spoke to her directly."Ah, Luxeria. I have heard much about you from your master. He speaky highly of your abilities. I expect that your prowess will prove to be most useful in the coming hours. The port-side hangar of my ship is open for you to dock. I wish to gather the available members of the Blackguard for a meeting before we head to the surface. Don't keep me waiting."
The trip was relatively smooth, Viox's ship more than capable enough to tear through the enemy with a crew who was alert and quick with their responses. Still, a few pieces of debris had floated passed. Most were easily noticed and simple enough to avoid with the slightest of adjustments in her course. Yet, a few pieces had moved quickly enough into her path that she couldn't just evade. Still, they were easily erased with a couple shots from her laser cannons. Deep down, part of her desired a chance to experience an orbital battle, to be in the cockpit of a fighter or small freighter much like hers, to weave through enemy fire and chase down running fighters. It was a thrill, she imagined, something to help get the blood pumping, just as she felt when going into a fight. Perhaps one day, she'd get the chance.
At most, it was but a few minutes before Luxeria's ship made its way into the port-side hangar. Already was she being motioned into an available landing area, one, no doubt, that was assigned to her where she was being waited on. Following the instructions given to her, she navigated the vessel gracefully into its designated landing zone and brought the craft down until she felt the slight jolt, signifying she had touched down. Powering down her systems, she wasted no time in making her way to the boarding ramp, putting on a light brown jacket and clipped on her belt that held her lightsaber and two medium sized pouches, one on each side of her waist.
She had found this man, Viox Savage, a curious one. She had learned from her master that he had taken over the reigns of the One Sith, now Blackguard. However, that was all she truly knew of the man. Whether she was left in the dark to test her and her responses to him, understand who he was with her own senses and experiences, or because little time had been left available to speak of such things outside of their work was unknown. It didn't matter in the end. She knew her place, knew his position. Even if he chose to look at her with disgust and disrespect, she'd do as instructed, despite any thoughts or feelings she'd gain towards him. So far, all she had gathered was that he was quick with the point or so it seemed, and that he didn't like to be kept waiting. That was a mindset she deeply understood. There was much to do and any dawdling wasted valuable time in getting the mission underway. In any other situation, if one didn't have enough respect to arrive promptly for any event, be it training, a meeting, or a mission, it meant one didn't respect and value the time presented and that one would be nothing but a waste. And, to her, time was a very valuable commodity.
With the ramp lowering, she was already progressing down it, ducking under the bottom of the craft until it had fully descended. She expected an escort to be there. Maybe some guards, just to be sure she didn't try anything funny. Who could blame them? She might have been an ally Sith, sent to aid in this mission, but it could have easily been a ploy to stir up trouble or steal secrets. Until she was understood as an ally and member of this order, no doubt she'd be watched. Still, with the escort in sight, she was addressed and given orders to follow, which she fell in step with little word, keeping up and front facing until they reached the war room where Savage would have everyone gathered. While she didn't cast any glance around to those moving about from officers to troopers, she did cast out the net of her senses, gauging those who resided upon the ship. There were a few that she could make out, the most powerful obviously being Viox. There were a few others, ones she was curious to see face to face. Would she gain potential allies outside of the simple alliance? Perhaps she'd find another to add to her list of hatreds and rivalries? Only time would tell as they made their way to the war room. |
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Post by Harlan Petrovsky [Retired] on Nov 29, 2017 18:38:10 GMT -8
Without waiting for a response, Savage motioned to a tall human standing infront of the central viewport, observing the battle. He was wearing a white naval uniform adorned with the insignia of the First Order, Clan Savage and Blackguard. As the man approached the raised command platform, Savage rose to his feet. Walking down the steps to stand before the man, he spoke."Harlan. I selected you for this mission for one reason. It is now your official initiation into the ranks of my organization. Prove yourself here, and you may find yourself as my successor for the title of High Admiral. Fail me, and I will break you in every way imaginable. Have I made myself clear?"Without a word, the human simply nodded, seemingly unphased by the threat. With a slight smirk, Savage strode off towards the lift that would take him down to the War Room. |
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Vasari
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Post by Vasari on Nov 30, 2017 17:02:07 GMT -8
Vasari sat upon the table her shallow breathing the only sound in the room as she sat in quiet meditation, her mind flowing along the currents of the force connecting her to the various sentient minds of the fleet around her as well as the enemy fleet opposing them. Droids mostly... she hated droids. Not allowing the frustration to irritate her further she moved on, allowing her focus to linger upon the fighters and commanders within the Fleet Viox had assembled for the invasion of Mustafar. her presence upon their minds would largely be passed over as a feeling of them being watched, but if they turned there would be nothing there. The feeling of someone lingering over their shoulder was accompanied by a feeling of confidence bolstering their hearts and minds.
A pull upon her conscious mind guided her back to shore, the feeling of someone beckoning to her. Her mind focused upon the feeling and slowly removed herself from the force enough to open her eyes just as Xakire addressed her a second time. She barely tilted her head towards the door as he spoke then finally slipped off the table and wrapped her cloak tightly around her body and silently moved across the room to fall into line behind Xakire.
"A pleasure to see you again..."
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Post by Xakire on Dec 4, 2017 20:53:57 GMT -8
Vasari sat upon the table her shallow breathing the only sound in the room as she sat in quiet meditation, her mind flowing along the currents of the force connecting her to the various sentient minds of the fleet around her as well as the enemy fleet opposing them. Droids mostly... she hated droids. Not allowing the frustration to irritate her further she moved on, allowing her focus to linger upon the fighters and commanders within the Fleet Viox had assembled for the invasion of Mustafar. her presence upon their minds would largely be passed over as a feeling of them being watched, but if they turned there would be nothing there. The feeling of someone lingering over their shoulder was accompanied by a feeling of confidence bolstering their hearts and minds.
A pull upon her conscious mind guided her back to shore, the feeling of someone beckoning to her. Her mind focused upon the feeling and slowly removed herself from the force enough to open her eyes just as Xakire addressed her a second time. She barely tilted her head towards the door as he spoke then finally slipped off the table and wrapped her cloak tightly around her body and silently moved across the room to fall into line behind Xakire. "A pleasure to see you again..." |
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Post by Vasari on Dec 4, 2017 21:26:07 GMT -8
Vasari chuckled, a soft lighthearted thing, as she fell into line beside Xakire - somewhat grateful for his presence as she was still lost on these larger ships. Closing her cloak tightly around her sensing the teasing nature in his tone she responded in kind, but clearly in a more respectful capacity.
"Its nice to see a face that does not want to kill me..."
Kessel was still fresh in her mind, and how her battle with the Jedi Mandalorian girl had ended in what she could only convince herself was a stalemate. Still she felt it as a personal failing for allowing her to escape and it was clear in her demeanor that something was bothering her and she truly was glad to see him.
"Indeed... I do not want him any more angry with me than he no doubt already is..."
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Viox Savage
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Post by Viox Savage on Dec 5, 2017 6:10:32 GMT -8
As the Void pressed on its attack against the aged CIS ships, Sith'ari Savage made his way to the War Room. Upon entering, he took note of the Sith that had gathered there. It was reminiscent of the times when he was the Wings of the Triumvirate on Rhommamool, when many Sith had gathered during times of conflict.
Just like old times, he thought to himself.
His apprentice, Xakire was present. As was Luxeria, a newly acquired agent from the former One Sith. And then there was Vasari. A powerful young Zabrak, though impulsive and stubborn. While not overly pleased with her actions on Kessel, she had managed to hold her own quite well. But that was a discussion for another time. Standing off to the side in the War Room was a soldier under his command. Jack Kelborn. Formerly the leader of the Void's Storm Commandos, now the leader of the newly added Death Troopers. The black armored soldier stood silently, imposing in his new armor. Moving to the head of the table, Savage waved his hand, causing an image of Mustafar to spring to life, the hologram casting an eerie blue glow throughout the room. Clearing his throat, he spoke.
"I have gathered you all here in the name of the Sith. For too long have we allowed infighting and power struggles envelope our beliefs. History has shown us that this will lead to our demise, time and time again. It is time to change the way the galaxy views us. We are here to acquire long lost artifacts of the dark side. Our main objective, Lord Vader's Castle and the Sith cave on which is was built. We are here to claim what is rightfully ours. To strengthen our resolve and show our enemies we are capable of more than simply killing ourselves for the sake of power. Once we have broken the enemy lines here in orbit, landing parties shall be sent forth."
He paused for a moment, fierce yellow eyes darting from each Sith present.
"We will be divided into two teams. Vasari and Luxeria and Xakire and myself. Vasari and Luxeria, your focus will be the entrance to the Sith Cave beneath the castle. Xakire and I will take the castle ourselves. The rest of my ground forces will be assigned to you for support. Because we do not know what sort of opposition we face, I suggest you utilize them to the best of your abilities...any questions?"
It wasn't much, but there wasn't much to tell. He had known of the fleet guarding the planet, but he did not know what waited on the surface for them. Especially in Lord Vader's Castle. It was a nexus of the dark side and therefore likely protected by some unnatural means. Despite not knowing, he was confident that the Sith he had gathered here were more than capable of overcoming whatever challenged that lay ahead.
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Luxeria
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Post by Luxeria on Dec 5, 2017 14:46:47 GMT -8
As they made their way down the final stretch of hall before the War Room, Luxeria could sense the power of two already waiting within. Letting her head drop, she reached out a little more, trying to understand them a bit better. She could tell they were strong. Though they were far from the level of her own master and even the other presence she believed to be Viox, they were still powerful. Comparing theirs to Vurkar's, they were high level apprentices or have moved from their place under another's tutelage. Unable to actually sense her own, she could only believe that hers was on par with theirs. Time would be the judge of that.
With a blink, her senses returned as they reached the door to the War Room. The escort merely bowed and headed off to tend to his other duties. She, herself, gave a nod in return as she entered. There were but a few inside, no doubt the main members needing to know the situation. Any other soldiers that would be assisting them would be waiting for their departure in the hangars. Making her way to the side, she moved a bit away from the center of the room to allow her a better view of those within. With a slight shift of her gaze, she was able to make out the two she had felt before. With a smooth and graceful walk, she moved to the area opposite them. Crossing her arms, she waited patiently as she observed Xakire and Vasari.
The first she focused on was Xakire. Little could be made about his physical appearance from her distance from them other than he was young and fairly handsome. His attire seemed different from a regular cloak, almost as if it was meant to be a type of lightweight armor. A warrior, no doubt, always ready for a tough battle. But the way he held himself, something formal, one could say. Chances being that he was part of an upstanding family or attended a military school of some sort. Nearly none of the other Sith she observed had such a stance, but she had seen it before prior to her time with the Sith. A rich Coruscant family certainly held a place in society and such men was seen in fancy occasions.
Her eyes then drifted a bit over to Vasari. Already she could tell she was a woman, despite being covered by her cloak. A Zabrak, as well. Once again the distance kept her from being able to see just how her appearance was ranked in beauty. Being a woman was enough to make her a rival to Luxeria, let alone beauty. Add the two together along with a high and mighty attitude and she'd make three for those rivals she deeply hated and wanted to kill in time. Either way, she knew Vasari would be a rival to her as she refused to be second to any other woman. The question was, what would it evolve to from there? Another question lost to the ticking of time, it seemed.
Luxeria, however, stood there, a stance which suggested a slight form of seduction, more natural than intentional. Quite beautiful as it was, one may even wonder what she was doing there. As pristine as her looks were, it made it seem as if she was above anything that involved her getting dirty or doing something herself. But that was far from the truth, though it was the reality she wanted others to think. It made it that much easier to gather information or take an opponent down.
Her attention was then directed towards the door. Viox had finally arrived, all present and waiting for him. Another Zabrak, making her wonder if that was the reasoning for taking the academy over on Iridonia. As he moved forward, she could feel his power without even trying to sense it. It was certainly great. No wonder why Malvus chose to let him to take on being the leader of this growing empire, letting the One Sith merge into the Blackguard. She was quite curious to see him in action and compare him to her own master.
As the planet was displayed, she moved closer as she listened to his words, understanding what this mission was all about. It made sense to her. Ever since she had become an apprentice to Malvus, their missions had all been to consolidate and gain resources for their slowly growing order. The same was true of the Blackguard. Slowly, the steps were being taken to build the order into something that could run through any others. As he spoke, her attention was caught on a name: Darth Vader. As part of her training, she was to learn the history of the Sith, both of Darth Andor's and Malvus's expectations. While still much she didn't know, the name did ring familiar. Enough to know of him as a Jedi who turned to the Dark-side, his defeat upon this very world, and eventual redemption. For a Sith as powerful and feared as he was, she could only wonder why he'd seek redemption in the end. The dark-side was most certainly a choice she'd never regret.
When the teams were made up and Luxeria paired with Vasari, her gaze shifted to the Zabrak female. She didn't expect to find out what would become of them so soon and so directly. Still, whatever would become of their time, she knew the orders given and wouldn't deviate from them, no matter the reason. When he asked for questions she turned her head towards him. It was but a moment of silence when she spoke, her voice smooth, dark, and faintly seductive.
"Is there something specific we are searching for or are we simply gathering any and all relics we find here?" It was but a curious thought in her mind. Nothing about the mission or his words suggested they were after a single item, only gathering everything and anything that would be of value to them. But her times being asked for advise and counsel on a mission before others who had experience, being put on the spot over and over final drove itself home. Now she asked the questions, suggested ideas without hesitation, if asked. There was no telling if it would have been mentioned, but if not, she felt it best to know so they could prioritize its acquisition should they find themselves in a place that limited what they could gather.
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Viox Savage
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"You want the same as me. My redemption, eternal ascension. Setting me free."
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Post by Viox Savage on Dec 5, 2017 15:13:42 GMT -8
As his eyes scanned over the occupants of the room, the slender and strikingly beautiful apprentice to Malvus spoke up. As the question left her lips, a small smirk crossed his face."I fully intend to do both."Swiping the image of the planet away, another image replaced it. The Sith Chalice appeared before them. Clearing his throat, Viox spoke once more, though as he spoke, his smirk faded and he clenched his jaw slightly. The essences of the elders within his mind were growing restless. Pushing forward, he spoke."I seek the Sith Chalice. Originally found on Yavin 4, Emperor Palpatine acquired the relic and hid it in plain sight for many years. I have come to believe this specific relic is here. I desire it, not because of who has possessed it in the past, but for what it represents. I intend to use it for initiation ceremonies on Iridonia, welcoming new Sith into our ranks. I also intend to use if for the Sith Fire Ritual. That is our main goal. Everything else is ripe for the taking, to eventually be placed in the archives on Iridonia. As for the Castle itself, we will occupy it, utilizing its radiant dark side energies to strenghten our resolve and the minds of the lesser Sith."Closing his eyes briefly and exhaling slowly, Savage opened his eyes and scanned the room once more."We are here to strengthen our resolve and increase our influence within the galaxy. We are not mere pirates raiding and pilaging for coin. No. We are here for the wealth of information this place holds. The dark side is strong within these walls, and we shall take that strength and eventually unleash it upon our enemies!"He spoke with fervor and confidence. As strong as he himself may have been, there was a galaxy full of Jedi and dark side pretenders that needed to be cleansed. The Sith were the proper way. The stronger way. The darkness would grow and spread like wildfire soon enough. With this first step here, on Mustafar, the Age of Darkness had begun...
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Luxeria
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Post by Luxeria on Dec 5, 2017 15:54:45 GMT -8
Luxeria once again fixed her gaze upon the hologram as it shifted, showing the chalice he spoke of. Unlike the name of Darth Vader, this was something she knew nothing about as she hadn’t dove into the subject of Sith relics and artifacts. Yet, if she was to be on any other missions involving them, it was, perhaps, in her best interest to start brushing up on the topic.
It was when his words were finished, she looked to him again. She felt a faint sensation of tension but paid it no mind. She wasn’t about to ask him what she had felt or if it came from him. She had learned that for power, there was sometimes a price, some larger than others. And such power was normally worth it to those who had the fortitude and will to endure it. Just another thing that separated him from them. With the slightest bow of her head, she acknowledged him.
“Understood, my Lord.” Looking back to the hologram, she wondered what all they would find within the halls of the cave and castle. And with all that awaited them, would she find anything of actual worth to her own progress of power? And if so, would she be allowed to acquire it for herself or have to go and seek while under the watchful eyes of those meant to guard it. It was a question she did not ask, however. If such a item was found, she would ask after the mission was complete.
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