“You know, that little droid is going to cause me a lot of trouble.” [Protectorate Dominion of Kris

[Aeron Kreelan]

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There was a call to the Protectorate from the main gathering point of the still young reformation of the Corporate Alliance reforming on the Kriselist system.

In the past, this used to be the main gathering point of the Corporate Alliance's defense forces for the surrounding worlds, responsible for the enormous production of Separatist battle droids in the Mid Rim.

No longer at it's former glory, the system was in dire need of protection of the common rift raft that used this area of the system as their scavenging grounds. Pirates ran amuck taking control of the planet, and the current leader Abala Day' Jar, had come to plead his case to be brought under Protectorate care, willing to offer an exchange of production facilities in return for her aid.

It is with this agreement that the Omega Defense Force soon came out of warp at the edge of the Bomis Koori system. There were two major objectives:

1. Clear the system of any hostiles and place early warning beacons near known hyperspace exit points.
2. Land upon Kriselist, and secure the government buildings along with the production facilities for the Koorivar leader and his people.

 

[Valerie Re'Daull]

Pirates and Mercenaries could be so very, very troublesome. Large enough groups good really do havoc to planets and governments. At least there were some good folks willing to step in to fix things up. AKA THE GLORIOUS PROTECTORATE. Or whatever it was we called ourselves these days. We were here to help free the oppressed, and prevent anyone else karking up Bomis Koori's business. Nothing to exciting, nothing to boring. Buildings needed to be reinforced and secured on planet, while baddies had to be taken out elsewhere. I was part of one of the ground groups, as usual. With me was Raven Squad, a nice group of semi-newer recruits. Several of these guys were on their first op at the moment. Seeing as this was my fifth, a few seemed to look to me for guidance. Normally I wouldn't be interested in helping out greenies... But might as well. As long as none of them acted surprised when they saw my new look (part of separating myself from Ven) and agreed to call me Valerie or plain old Val.

With a sigh I looked around, waiting for the orders to land. This would be a long day.

 

[Aeron Kreelan]

Objective
Land upon Bomis Koori, and secure the government buildings along with the production facilities for the Koorivar leader and his people.

Omega Defense Force
M47 Illria-Class Dropship
The Navarinon

Aeron quickly and efficiently checked the energy level of her powercell for her combat rifle before slamming it back into place. She then swung the carrying strap over her torso, letting it sit diagonally across her chest, rifle at her back.

A quick inspection of her shivs and the remainder of her weapons came next. They would be landing shortly, once any pirate hostiles were taken care of by the fleet so that they could land upon the planet. Once there, they had their orders to minimize collateral damage, this was a mission to free the people from the pirates and grant the locals free use of their home.

Just beyond the din, Aeron's attention drew over to Raven Squad, setteling upon a face she'd yet to recognize. Securing her shivs on her thigh sheath, the Icarii sauntered over to @[member="Valerie Re'Daull"].

Keen blue gaze went drifting over her for a moment, before her hand extended out. "Lieutenant Kreelan," she introduced herself.

 

[Vishka Mikrul]

OBJECTIVE : Clear the system of any hostiles and place early warning beacons near known hyperspace exit points.

Boomis Koori System
Defiance Task Force
Solo-Class Command Ship Crown of Fire

Commander Maira Varan stood at the bridge of the Solo-Class Command ship in her crisp Protectorate Defense Force uniform, with her Diva blue hair brushed back into a fall of short dreadlocks. The Theelin, normally a rather jovial character -- she did love to sing-- awaited the information from her bridge officers.

"Commander, " came the Twi'lek Lieuteant in charge of the sensors, "We have confirmed the presence of a fleet ahead of us."

Blue eyebrows rose lightly, as she asked, "Make contact."

"Aye, ma'am" came the reply. Soon, the hail was transmitted. It was as follows.

"This is Commander Diva Maira Varan of the Omega Protectorate, and this system is now under the full protection of the Protectorate. You are advised to surrender any hostilities with the populace and surrender into our care."

The question is, if they would take it.

"Commander! We are detecting a surge of energy within their systems!"

Diva Maira's lips grew thin. Clearly, they did not take the warning. Soon, they would be engaging in a fight.

 

[Valerie Re'Daull]

Omega Defense Force
M47 Illria-Class Dropship
The Navarinon

I had just finished helping a greenie preform a checkup on his weapons (to assure they were all fully functional) when a voice caught my attention. Turning to my right I looked up to see a woman who I didn't quite recognize. No surprise, really. The Protectorate had a large force. To know every last face was impossible for an organic. "Lieutenant Kreelan," the lass said, extending her hand to shake. With a little nod I shook her hand, quietly looking her over as I did. If she was as tough as she looked, fighting alongside her would be quite interesting. "Private Valerie Re'Daull of Raven Squad."
@[member="Aeron Kreelan"]

 

[Noah Corek]

@[member="Valerie Re'Daull"] @[member="Aeron Kreelan"]
2. Land upon Bomis Koori, and secure the government buildings along with the production facilities for the Koorivar leader and his people.
M47 Illria-Class Dropship
The Navarinon
"Pirates,it always has to be fething pirates!" Noah said angrily under his breath as he sat in the seat of a M47 as it traveled through the atmosphere of Bomis Koori. "Their just lowlifes sir,they shouldn't be much trouble." Said a young ODF Corporal to his right. "Yeah,but intel says they've hired former Imp soldiers and spec ops to help them out,so be prepared to meet heavy resistance." Noah told them as he finished loading a power cell into his OPR-2 and slipped it on its sling over his back and made sure his two OPP-2 Blaster Pistols and Corek Custom Vibro-Blades were secured in the holsters and sheaths,respectively. "This is Colonel Corek to all forces,intel has that local pirates bands are being funded,supported and armed by former Imperial soldiers and commandos. Be advised,these pirates will NOT fight like standard brigands,be prepared to face actual tactics." Noah called out to all forces,making sure to stress the word NOT,as it was a key part.

 

[HK-36]

@[member="Aeron Kreelan"] @[member="Valerie Re'Daull"]
Omega Defense Force
M47 Illria-Class Dropship
The Navarinon

"And I am called the First Baron Iron Knight of Rae."
HK nodded to the two ladies as he clung to a nearby pole for stabilization, momentarily forgetting about his built-in gyros he had for that.
"Ooooh, Iron Knight."
A couple of armored fellows, in heavy armor similar to him, did a little back-up noise behind him for greater effect, if they had a spotlight to add more light to him and a fan to put some spur into his cloak they would do so.
"Yes, thank you, Jenkins and Porkins."
He nodded back to them before looking back Aeron and Val
"Seems all of the other dropships were taken."

He would look out of one of the nearby view ports
"So do we know anything particular who we will be facing? I heard something about Imperial commandos or someone as such being hired."

 

[Aeron Kreelan]

Objective
Land upon Bomis Koori, and secure the government buildings along with the production facilities for the Koorivar leader and his people.

Omega Defense Force
M47 Illria-Class Dropship
The Navarinon

@HK-36 @[member="Noah Corek"] @[member="Valerie Re'Daull"]


"Pleasure," Aeron said, as she shook her hand in a firm grip. That's when two more familiar voices came from behind. A salute was rendered to the higher ranked officers of the Commander and the Baron, before promptly cutting it.


"Commander," the Lieutenant gave a nod in greeting, then a smile to HK. "It is good to see you again. Too bad it could not be under different circumstances."


Hk asked if we knew anything about the opposing forces, and Aeron gave a shake of her head, "Nothing so far, at least what I know." she gave a nod towards Noah, "But the Commander might know."

 

[D' Orrin]

"Now, this might actually be fun. Been a while since I got my hands dirty." Orrin would say as he looked around at those that had been gathered. He'd roll his shoulders back to loosen them up somewhat as he waited to get to the drop zone. That was the big point of anticipation for him. He had already checked all of his weapons and so he'd simply lock his helmet into place after donning it. The HUD coing alive a bit as a face would appear in the lower left corner. D' Orrin's helmet still had a link with his own ship, The Phantom. And thus the AI attached to the ship.
"Yeah. Been too long. Hope I can keep up."

 

[Amara]

((I'm sorry to intterupt, but I use to be a member of the old Omega Pyre. I'm looking to rejoin and am currently having trouble navigating the forum to find the proper place to do so. as I'd like to participate in this properly. You guys can blame my husband for this. Orrin didn't tell me that the gorupd had evolved.))

 

[Noah Corek]

@D' Orrin @[member="Aeron Kreelan"] @[member="HK-36"] @[member="Valerie Re'Daull"]
2. Land upon Bomis Koori, and secure the government buildings along with the production facilities for the Koorivar leader and his people.
M47 Illria-Class Dropship
The Navarinon
Noah sighed as he knew it was time for the before battle briefing. "Ladies,gentlemen and HK,listen up!" Noah called out in a loud voice to get the attention of everyone in the M47. "We are about to land on Bomis Koori,Koorivar Central to be exact,the capital city. Our objective is to secure the government buildings and production plants to help the Koorivar revitalize their planet. It isn't going to be easy though,were expecting at least a pirate ground force of about 750,this usually would be a routine mop up job,but these pirates are being supported by former Imperial Commandos and Infantry who escaped the Republic. That being said,we've been able to secure about 12 AT-SE's for armor support. HK,you the Iron Knights and another company will take three AT-SE's and hit them from the right. Kreelan,you take two companies and three AT-SE's and hit them from the left,I'll take four companies and the remaining four AT-SE's and hit them in the middle. Anyone got anything to say?"

 

[Vishka Mikrul]

@[member="Amara"] Cira sent you a PM Amara

OBJECTIVE : Clear the system of any hostiles and place early warning beacons near known hyperspace exit points.

Boomis Koori System
Defiance Task Force
Solo-Class Command Ship Crown of Fire


Within moments, a battle within the Boomis Koori System ensued. Fighters went birthing from the capital ship transport, their engines humming as they darted out to meet the Pirate opposition.

Capital ships met those of the Pirate fleet, while the gunships began to send bolts of red down range, hitting the smaller pirate freighters. The first wave was sent to meet them head on, while another was dispatched to protect the transports that would contain the Protectorate soldiers and merc companies straight to Boomis Koori.

 

[Ayden Cater]

Hyperspace
En route to Bomis Koori

As soon as confirmed reports of hostiles in the system were sent, two Battle Groups were launched from the nearest Protectorate world, Ord Vaug. The Battle Groups had been assembled as a precaution, in the event of armed hositlities breaking out during the course of securing the planet. The caution and preparation of the Lord Protector then was invaluable. However, even prepared as they were to launch at a moment's notice, it would still be another three hours before they would arrive. It could only be hoped then that the secondary plans of the Lord Protector were enough.

 

[Leon McConnell]

In Orbit Over Bomis Koori
Crown of Fire Hanger

"Alright. Listen up." About two down men and women were assembled in the hanger of the Protectorate ship, each in a sealed suit of heavy armor. Pacing in front of them was a Zeltron man not quite two meters tall and with eyes that had seen a number of fights. "We've been hired on by the Protectorate to help secure this system. They were even so kind as to donate a number of zero-G suits to us for the duration of this mission, so on your toes." It was obvious to any looking on that he had the rapt attention of each person assembled before him.

"Since there's a hostile force of pirates in the system, we're deploying in two squads; Red Team and Blue Team. Damera's leading Red Team, I'm leading Blue Team. We'll be taking our birds out for some good old fashioned boarding operations. Team with the most confirmed kills at the end of all this wins. Losers buy the drinks and go on mess duty for a month." Cheers and groans came from them before quieting down. "So let's get out there and earn our credits."A second round of cheers went out as he put on the helmet and activated the hardseal.

Two dozen boots thudded up the ramps of a pair of M47 Illtria dropships. Banging on hand on the tail end, signifying that they were all aboard, Leon looped an armored hand through a support strap and activated the suit's comlink. "Bridge, this is McConnell of the Corellian Eclipse. We're getting ready to launch. We'd appreciate an escort to target. Over." Even if they were only mercenaries, they obviously carried themselves with the professionalism of veteran soldiers, which was probably why they got a contract with the Protectorate in the first place.

 

[Mao]

@[member="Leon McConnell"]
In Orbit Over Bomis Koori
Crown of Fire Hanger

Chomping down on the roach of her vice, Major Mao took a thick deep drag, filling her lungs with enough nicotine to make her blood dance. Cobalt blue eyes were bright and alert, with wide grin creeping to show bright white sharp teeth under golden lips.

"Tch, 'bout frakkin time," she said in a hollar, taking the roach from her lips with two fingers to grind it against the bulkhead to put it out. Without further ado, the Firrerreo took her helmet, locking it in place over the short blue black bob of hair.

An armored hand went snaking through a support strap as well, right behind @[member="Leon McConnell"].

"Time to dance, twinkletoes," she said in a jeer, blood pumping and ready for action. Feth yes. This is what she lived for.

 

[Vishka Mikrul]

OBJECTIVE : Clear the system of any hostiles and place early warning beacons near known hyperspace exit points.
@Mao @Leon McConnell @[member="Noah Corek"] @Amara @D' Orrin @[member="Aeron Kreelan"] @HK-36 @Valerie Re'Daull

Boomis Koori System
Defiance Task Force
Solo-Class Command Ship Crown of Fire


"Roger that, McConnell," came the reply from the Comm officer on the Bridge of the Crown of Fire. The Cruiser, two frigates, and four corvettes moved into position to provide the escort for the M47 Illtria dropships.

The two Frigates, Silent Fury and Bastion, went to flank the dropships, guiding them in and providing cover fire from the pirates` vessels.

 

[Leon McConnell]

In Orbit Over Bomis Koori
Crown of Fire Hanger
@[member="Mao"]

Leon turned at the loud swearing of a woman and found himself staring at a rather cross-looking blue-haired woman marching up along with them. He started to open his mouth and tell her that this bird wasn't actually Protectorate property, that it was Eclipse-owned. However, he took a heartbeat to consider her appearance and made the snap-decision that correcting her was probably going to be a mistake. So as the door closed and the dropship lifted off, Leon turned back to his team and found them already opening top racks for weapons. Most pulled down Blas-Tech battle rifles, though a few pulled down assault rifles, and one lugged a massive repeater down with one hand. Each one of them had a back-up weapon in case their primary weapon malfunctioned.

An intercom flared overhead. "Approaching the first target. It's a Captivitas cruiser, Subach-refit." More and more, such ships seemed to be ending up in the hands of pirates and raiders. Not that Leaon was really surprised. Subach-Innes had a bit of a reputation for not caring who it sold ships to, so long as they got credits. "Take us in. Get us close to the bridge." The dropship broke off from the escorts and let them engage the cruiser to distract it while the dropship arced up high and came in from above the bridge tower, settling in roughly five meters above it. "Check hard seals. Opening the door in thirty.

Folks checked their seals and check each other a second time before Leon hit the door and depressurized the cargo bay. A few moments later and the first merc trotted out of the dropship. They activated their mag-boots and thruster-pack to make contact with the ship's hull. Leon turned to the woman who had joined them and gestured with a nod of his head. "Ladies first."

 

[Nameless Knight]

CLEAR AREA OF HOSTILES

This was something a little easier and the Exarch sat in the chair of the bridge. With a smile on her face and finally a little less need for bacta and kolcta tablets. She was feeling better then every and younger even or at least with more energy, that was why when she had heard of the glorious return for some of the Protectorate and Pyre members... it was a good thing she was glad to have happen as she checked a bolter and her robes. Her hair and other equipment to enjoy the time. "Lets get in there and clear the area."

 

[Mao]

In Orbit Over Bomis Koori
Crown of Fire Hanger
@Mao @[member="Leon McConnell"]

A heavy snort came out of Mao's helmet, but she went first anyway. It was what she lived for.

"Ya being a pansy, McConnel?!" came the jab through the inhelmet comm. Heavy footfalls brought her to the edge, in seconds she was off the drop ship. It was time to fight.

Boots fell hard on the ground of the hull of the ship, they were to board this beauty.

"AWWWWWWWWWWWW yeah!" came her robust yell. It was on.

 

[Amara]

She had just finished the last of her preparations as she saw Orrin mentally preparing himself. Amara locked her rifle onto her back and then patted Orrin on the shoulder. She was sure he'd do that ghosting thing that he liked to do oh so often. He had trained her in the ways of the Force, as best he could, but he kept that skill a secret. She'd lock her helmet into place and then would activate the holographic imaging system on it. Changing her outward appearance from an armored heroine, to something more closely resembling perhaps a Jedi that was "Packing Heat." Her outer appearance changed to resemble her wearing a pair of black boots, slacks, and a purple Jerkin that had the sleeves covering a good part of the gauntlets she had on. Her face was no longer covered, or at least that's what it appeared to look.
"Ghost. You ready yet?"