Crom'nen
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Oct 23, 2013 4:02:46 GMT -8
Post by Crom'nen on Oct 23, 2013 4:02:46 GMT -8
The medic stood up and started to transmit the information. We got reports from a local about possible slavers at these coordinates. Requesting air support and tactical team to enter bunker.
The medic stepped outside. Was that guy just a little too casual? Or am I just getting paranoid because we've been out here for hours and I'm exhausted.
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Ellie Ordo
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Oct 23, 2013 18:42:31 GMT -8
Post by Ellie Ordo on Oct 23, 2013 18:42:31 GMT -8
*Ellie just shook her head at Alema'vrei's comment.*
"I can't tell anymore. I'm what too tired for this right now. Let's just leave it at that, we're both exhausted."
*They made their way towards the bunker. After about ten minutes of walking, Ellie came to a stop. There, a short distance of, was a heavy door built into the side of a mountain. Surrounding the door were several small barricades. Reaching out with the force, Ellie searched for signs of life, but found none. She narrowed her brow in question.*
"That's strange, I'm not sensing any large groups of life. So either they left, or Komad was lying."
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Crom'nen
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Oct 24, 2013 5:59:41 GMT -8
Post by Crom'nen on Oct 24, 2013 5:59:41 GMT -8
The medic sat down, her back to one of the barricades. Or their robots. Or they're shielded. Or you're too tired. I'm not moving until a breach team arrives.
She sat down, closing her eyes as if to take a nap, until four Twi'lek Uglies known as "Deathseeds" streaked by. Froz. What's a girl got to do to take a nap around here?
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Ellie Ordo
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Oct 24, 2013 18:55:27 GMT -8
Post by Ellie Ordo on Oct 24, 2013 18:55:27 GMT -8
*Ellie just glared at the fighters as they screamed over.*
"We're both tired. I vote we take a rest after this." *She sat down beside Alema'vrei and closed her eyes. Focusing herself, she calmed her mind the best she could. Reaching out with the force, she searched her surroundings. After several minutes of searching, she found something. The signature wasn't strong from this distance, but it was there.* "I found something. It's not much, but it's there."
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Crom'nen
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Oct 25, 2013 5:04:22 GMT -8
Post by Crom'nen on Oct 25, 2013 5:04:22 GMT -8
=Alema'vrei=
In there? Or where?
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Ellie Ordo
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Oct 25, 2013 16:47:42 GMT -8
Post by Ellie Ordo on Oct 25, 2013 16:47:42 GMT -8
*Ellie staggered to her feet and pointed towards the bunker.*
"There, in the bunker. Not many other places they can be around here." *She moved towards the bunker. Her feet slightly dragging.* "Lets get this over with."
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Crom'nen
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Oct 26, 2013 8:29:53 GMT -8
Post by Crom'nen on Oct 26, 2013 8:29:53 GMT -8
Alema'vrei checked the power pack in her blaster and replaced it. You're not going to wait for reinforcements?
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Ellie Ordo
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Oct 26, 2013 16:58:13 GMT -8
Post by Ellie Ordo on Oct 26, 2013 16:58:13 GMT -8
*Ellie continued her stride towards the bunker.*
"Nope. I'm tired and want to get this over with."
*She came to a stop in front of the large blast door and scanned it over. It was then that she realized that it was not fully shut. She tilted her head to the side and stared at the small crack in the door. Closing her eyes she reached out with the force, burning up nearly the last of her energy. Grabbing the door with the force, she began to move the massive door along its tracks until it was half open. She let go of the door and almost dropped to the ground. Steadying herself, she turned to Alema'vrei.*
"Doors open. You coming?"
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Crom'nen
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Oct 29, 2013 4:58:17 GMT -8
Post by Crom'nen on Oct 29, 2013 4:58:17 GMT -8
=Alema'vrei=
Why do I think this is revenge for that shot of adrenaline earlier?
The medic climbed to her feet and began to follow.
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Ellie Ordo
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Oct 29, 2013 18:23:46 GMT -8
Post by Ellie Ordo on Oct 29, 2013 18:23:46 GMT -8
*Ellie gave a smirk at Alema'vrei's comment.*
"Maybe it is. Either way, I'm going in."
*So she made her way into the bunker. Something felt off to her though. The entrence to the bunker was empty, no power, no life, nothing. Cautiously she made her way forward, lightsaber at ready but unlit. All around her were signs of a hurried evacuation. Crates and boxes overturned, even some supplies left behind. Ellie lowered the lightsaber an looked around.*
"I don't think there's anyone here anymore. But then..what did I sense?"
*It seemed odd to her. There was no way the slavers could have gotten out of there that fast, even if they were alerted to incoming forces. Closing her eyes, Ellie tried to locate what she sensed earlier. Stretching out with the force took its toll whoever. She swayed in spot for second, but it was a long enough second to get a faint bearing on the target. She pointed down a side hallway to their left.*
"That way."
*She slowly moved forward down the hallway. The hallway itself was lined with cell doors, each were opened or slightly cracked, all empty save one. Near the end of the hall was a closed door. Inside, Ellie could hear faint sounds, like heavy breathing. Leaning up against the wall Ellie turned to Alema'vrei and whispered.*
"When I give the order, we go in."
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Crom'nen
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Oct 30, 2013 5:36:01 GMT -8
Post by Crom'nen on Oct 30, 2013 5:36:01 GMT -8
How the froz did we not know about this place? The medic shook her head in a mix of fear and disgust, the set her pistol to stun and waited to follow the girl.
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Oct 30, 2013 22:32:07 GMT -8
Post by Jace Stealer on Oct 30, 2013 22:32:07 GMT -8
Crom'nen moved to the seat, still with the blaster rifle pointed and gave the predatory smile that only a Twi'lek could give. Then his face became as serious as death once more. I don't know if you've noticed, girl, but the ship belonging to the allies who were supposed to help us just crashed into our capital killing thousands, including our governing officials. I also entered here willingly, knowing I would be surrounded. Threatening a man who has little to lose is not a winning strategy. You order your troops to lower their weapons first. I'm sure that if I deem you worthy of death, there is more than enough of them to avenge you.
"The ship that crashed into the capital were your allies? I was unaware of the fact that they were affiliated with the Rylothian government directly... my condolences." She paused for a moment, wondering how long it would take for the planet and it's citizens to recover. "While unexpected, I for one am glad that you have arrived at our makeshift headquarters. The situation in the city is growing from bad to worse. This crash site has begun to turn into an all-out war zone." |
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Crom'nen
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Oct 31, 2013 5:10:34 GMT -8
Post by Crom'nen on Oct 31, 2013 5:10:34 GMT -8
Crom'nen placed his blaster rifle on the table. He knew he did not need it. Somewhere, F'rarl had him covered. If they proved traitorous, many of them would simply die before they were able to figure out they were being attacked by an invisible being. Besides that, he still had his most dangerous weapon, a mind honed to a fine blade, and a tongue reputed to be more dangerous still.
Let us make one thing clear. This ship did not belong to the Rylothian government. No, the Twi'lek people would have never allowed such a dereliction of duty. This was a Republic ship, under control of the Jedi. They fled at the first sign of battle, leaving behind a disabled ship which our their enemies rammed into the city to punish us. They Jedi should have fought to the last man. They should have destroyed the ship. They failed.
As for you, you have made the situation much worse. The city is overrun with opportunistic slavers, and we are spread thin, because the Twi'lek are engaging your forces. You claim to be here to help, yet you also claim to be affiliated with a long defunked Jedi sect. You introduced yourself as a second lieutenant, which in army rankings is the first rank after Officer Candidate School, meaning you have not even received your first promotion since then. A group of this size should be commanded by a major. I would like to know who your commanding officer is, and speak to them if at all convenient. Then there is the matter of your near miraculous appearance here, an unregistered foreign military group mind you, during an attack of slavers and pirates. If you have been here before, why have you not properly registered? And if you have arrived here during the attack, how is it that you just so happened to be here?
The people who dropped this ship on my people know that I am in this city and will be arriving shortly to kill me. I hate to keep people waiting, so we are on a short time table.
The Senator's tone and posture were pleasant, friendly even, but the fire in his eyes showed that he was not to be trifled with.
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Oct 31, 2013 20:49:01 GMT -8
Post by Jedi Knight Mahir on Oct 31, 2013 20:49:01 GMT -8
Twisted Fate approached the city from orbit in a wide sweeping spiral, the pilot looking for hot spots int he city that he could assist with. He saw the extensive damage done to city by the broken ships, for their were two broken vessels here, though one was much smaller than the other. He could feel the pain, grief, and anger of the city below, an impressive feat considering he had never once tried to use the force in a sensory manner other than to unconsciously aid his physical senses, and was generally considered nearly incapable of using the sense tree of force abilities by the masters that tested him from time to time. This may have been due, at least in part, to his solitary upbringing, and the fact that when he did mingle with others, they were the rougher fringes of civilization at best.
As Shihab, the pilot and sole occupant of Twisted Fate, flew down to where he could distinguish individuals on the ground, he began listening in on ground communications, hoping to find some clarity in the chaos of the war-zone below. It saddened him that it was his order that had caused this, by inadequately commanding and then defending the cruiser, and even later failing to have the cruiser destroyed as they evacuated the ship. He wondered if they had bought into the same view of Balance that Adi taught, a view he detested. It promoted only apathy, and left the believer powerless to whims of an immaterial-non-sentient force. Shihab refused to believe his actions, his life, the life of any being, was meaningless. He circled at 1.2 kilometers, listening to the comm broadcasts of both sides, slowly sorting out who was where. It was difficult since he couldn't speak the local language, but he was able to sort out some of what was going on, thanks to the visual ques that he had to work with. Shihab waited for a few moments, hoping he could spot a place to aid the warriors of Ryloth in the ongoing battle below.
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Crom'nen
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Nov 4, 2013 7:00:24 GMT -8
Post by Crom'nen on Nov 4, 2013 7:00:24 GMT -8
From orbit, Mahir could see two squadrons of the Twi'lek ships known as "Deathseeds." One was missing an entire flight of four. The wreckage of one of them could still be seen smoking north of the city. To the southeast, and a road going away from Kala'uun, he could see a firefight going on. A transport was loading up families and individuals, all bound in chains. These were survivors of an ambush on refugees fleeing the city. Four Twi'lek soldiers (one dressed differently than the others and Force-sensative) took cover behind a pair of destroyed speeders, trying to help. They were outmatched, and slavers were moving up to surround them.
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Nov 4, 2013 22:10:23 GMT -8
Post by Jedi Knight Mahir on Nov 4, 2013 22:10:23 GMT -8
Shihab noticed the slavers, loading their transport, and the Twi'lek soldiers attempting to render aid to the chained captives. He now wished he'd upgraded the targeting computer, as it was having difficulty maintaining a sensor lock on the individual slavers, which pretty much rendered his laser cannons useless due to the risk of collateral damage. He considered buzzing the slavers and utilizing the auto-blaster's "return fire" feature, but realized that the Twi'lek soldiers could just as easily mistake him for another slaver and get themselves shot. He'd have to take care of this personally, as usual. Shrugging, he turned off the the auto-blaster, diverting the power to the shields he knew he'd need, and set the auto-pilot to hover five meters above the transport, before checking the charge on his charric, and grabbing an extra bandolier of power-packs, checking his lightsaber was tucked away in a thigh pocket, and then heading to the boarding ramp, as he drew the force into himself. He was drawing on the force to calm himself mostly, but also to prepare him for the rigors ahead.
At four hundred meters above the slavers and Twi'leks, I cycle the boarding ramp, slipping outside the ship and angling away from the hull of Twisted Fate and looking to land a few meters from the slavers transport. As I fall, three carefully aimed blue bolts streak from my charric towards the guards loading the slaves, hoping that an attack from above, not originating from Twisted Fate or a deathseed, would be something they were neither looking for nor prepared for. I twist away from the slaver vessel, to and shoot, slightly less precisely at two slavers pressing the Twi'lek soldier' left flank, before crashing into the one who seemed to be running the show, and letting him absorb most of my forward velocity. The impact could snap his spine, but was more likely to crack a few ribs and maybe a leg, plus plenty of abrasions from sliding across the ground under a rather heavy opponent, assuming of course that the slaver didn't manage to dodge out of the way in time.
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Crom'nen
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Nov 5, 2013 6:17:48 GMT -8
Post by Crom'nen on Nov 5, 2013 6:17:48 GMT -8
The attack from above completely caught the slavers off guard. Unfortunately, it caught the Twi'lek off guard too. Assuming the ship was still monitoring the transmission, it would have pick up the following military transmission in Ryl. Where is our air support? Another ship just entered the fray. Wait... This... thing... whatever it is, is attacking the slavers. Possibly trying to hijack the load. Over.
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Nov 5, 2013 19:34:59 GMT -8
Post by Ellie Ordo on Nov 5, 2013 19:34:59 GMT -8
How the froz did we not know about this place? The medic shook her head in a mix of fear and disgust, the set her pistol to stun and waited to follow the girl.
"We'll think on that later. For now though."
*She turned her attention to the door. Holding her hand up with three fingers extended, she began to countdown. When she hit zero, she kicked in the door and activated her lightsaber. The red blade cast a eerie glow across the dark room. She was expecting slavers or slaves, but what greeted them caught her off guard. In the middle of the room was a large furry being, the creature let out a roar of rage the second it spotted them. Ellie stumbled back, caught unaware of what she was seeing for a second, then it hit her, a Wookiee. The Wookiee was chained to the floor by his wrists, much in the same manner she had been. The look of anger filled his eyes and face, he was no slaver but a victim of them. Ellie exchanged a look of surprise with the medic before turning back to the Wookiee. Lowering her blade, she tried speaking in a soft voice.*
"Don't be afraid. We're here to help." *She slowly took a step forward. This only gained a low growl from the Wookiee in front of her. Standing her ground Ellie turned to Alema'vrei with a look the said 'Help'. Frankly she wasn't sure if the Wookiee understood her, or if she could really deal with an angry Wookiee in her exhausted state. De-activating her lightsaber, she placed it on her belt and held up her hands in a nonthreatening manner.* "We won't hurt you, I promise. We're friends..friends, right. I need you to listen okay. We're going to let you free, as long as you don't hurt us. Do you understand?"
*The Wookiee stared at the pair curiously. Some of his anger seemed to be gone, but he was still cautious. He then gave a nod and a low gutteral rumble indicating his agreement. Ellie turned to the medic and gave a nod. It was time to see if the Wookiee kept his word.*
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Nov 6, 2013 5:36:30 GMT -8
Post by Crom'nen on Nov 6, 2013 5:36:30 GMT -8
Alema'vrei adjusted her grip nervously. She was nervous for several reason. First, she had no idea what she was looking at. She had never seen a Wookiee before. In fact, Ellie was the only being she had ever seen with hair. Second, she had no way of knowing if the "thing" understood her, or if it would be friendly. Third, she assumed it would not be friendly. Why else would the slavers lead it? Fourth, if it was not friendly, she was not sure if a stun bolt would put it down. Fifth, if a stun bolt did not put it down, she was not sure she would get a second shot. Sixth, she could not help but wonder where her people were.
You sure about this?
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Nov 6, 2013 22:20:41 GMT -8
Post by Jedi Knight Mahir on Nov 6, 2013 22:20:41 GMT -8
Shihab used the last of his momentum to roll back onto his feet, being sure to snap his opponents neck as he rose. He glared about him, snapping shots off at the slavers as he saw them, and begins walking towards the slaver ship. Shihab is still drawing on the force, though he does so slowly, at least in comparison with most other jedi. His anger is clear to any force sensitives in the area, but his countenance and mannerisms are oddly calm and calculating, his force aura a cold and malevolent storm raging silently. As he reached the ship, the slaves' shackles inexplicable broke, and fell to the ground. In the cockpit, the pilot suffers a sudden and massive heart attack, from which he never recovers. Shihab stands glowering at the base of the landing ramp, daring any slavers to show themselves, from within or without the ship, as the suddenly freed slaves stare in shock at their broken bonds. The only question, was how the Twi'lek soldiers would react, but Shihab did not fear their actions, trusting them to be the proud and honorable warriors he'd heard so much about in his travels growing up.
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