77 Sunset Strip (Lords of the Fringe Dominion of Soledad)

[Sargon Vynea]

With a silent nod Sargon moved up towards the bridge,and ahead of him came the familiar sound of blaster fire. Evidently someone had already started the party without them, rather rude of them really. Running up ahead through the corridor the Zabrak held his blaster rifle up as he moved checking the corners. Finally turning at the end the pair came to the battle, or at least could see the light show of the battle.

It was a small hook turn on the ship to reach the bridge, and they were mere feet from it. The problem was crossing onto the bridge meant going through a barrage of laser fire that seemed to be the front of a coup. "It seems perhaps some think its best to abandon this project and go under private contract? Its either or the liquor is simply just worth fighting over. Either way, Governor, I'd say it was best to shoot first ask questions later. Well shall we dance?"

@[member="Lucien Cordel"]

 

[The Wrathful One]

As the Rakata Empress watched her fighters swarm the enemy she simply watched the battle playing out via holovid. Spewers were already covering the front to act as a picket against all incoming fighters, and her three heavy cruisers were pushing towards the front. Once the interceptors had beaten down enough of the bombers they could close in around the larger ships and start pounding on them.

For now though the pair of carriers in the rear were doing their most deadly work, unleashing hell. Already two wings of bomber's with fighter support was riding the gravity of the planet to hide their sensor signature as they flew around the ill prepared fleet. For whatever reason there was absolutely no communications coming from the flagship that a Fringe fighter had landed in. Perhaps they'd knocked out communications or caused some type of internal problem. Whatever had happened it was crippling the enemies response in the air.

Still in the end though the Wrathful One kept her ears trained to the comm chatter as she listened for @[member="Shinjū Aÿasha"]. She was going to give her quite the scolding for not letting her know she was safe.

@[member="Dharma Vessia"]

 

[Shinju]

@[member="The Wrathful One"] @Dharma Vessia

Shinju moved along as she heard the comlink and... Oh such a voice. The Wrathful one was so good to her arriving with a ship and more people to take the world. It took her a moment to speak into the comlink while she went with the others. "Oh my queen, your here. Welcome and come on down to enjoy the party... We're going to kill lots of people. Want to come?"

 

[Lucien Cordel]

Lucien walked slowly along the corridors Lucien was playing with minds.Men fought because he told them to they would die at his command. Lucien smiled "We already are My lord" He took a further few steps "Weapons down on your knees" He ordered a few men dropped a few did not. Those that dropped were deprived of their heads by either him or their own friends. Lucien his saber and moved into stance the began his movements fluid as he removed Limbs. He paused for a moment "Let us hope the brandy is unpolished, I think we will need a drink after this"

 

[Sargon Vynea]

Sargon watched the mind tricks of the Sith master in action with just a shake of his head. His actions were much more effective on the bridge here he didn't want to use his own tricks. Grenades, and blaster fire tended to damage equipment. "You know I'm a whiskey man right, Lord Lucien?" With a chuckle Sargon moved into the room his rifle at the ready as he scanned the room for the commander of the ship.

The first thing he noticed was the pure amount of carnage throughout the room, between Lucien's abilities, and the coup there wasn't much left. What was left were the men under Lucien's control, and they were no threat now. Putting down his rifle Sargon walked over to a console station and smiled. "I think we struck gold, it seems this ship was their flagship. Communication appears to have gone completely haywire on both the fleet, and the planet. I've got a report here about talking fruit? Odd planet. Don't suppose you can question them as well? See how much of the crew knows whats going on, maybe we can run it through them. If not we can just set it on a collision course."

@[member="Lucien Cordel"]

 

[The Wrathful One]

Hearing the voice of her mate the Wrathful One smiled her sharp fangs showing in a rather intimidating faction. Moving her eyes quickly across the holo display of the battle going on through space. With no lines of communication the enemy fleet's response had been disjointed, and in large a failure. Already the bombers were closing in on their targets, and the enemy's picket line was collapsing without reinforcements from the stronger line ships still moving into position behind. "Once the bombers move past the carrier have them hit the rear of the line ships starting with shield generators, and engines. I don't want this enemy to escape me, any who surrender claim as slaves for Rakata is that clear?"

Her XO gave her a sharp salute as she stepped off the bridge, and moved towards the hanger bay. Has this been her Rakata fleet she might have left them so haphazardly, but if they suffered some extra casualties due to the lack of her leadership they were only near humans, and humans on board. Opening a channel to her mate the Wrathful One greeted her quite pleasantly, ::I'll be down momentarily, do save some killing for me. I'll need some coordinates though, my dear, and then we can bathe in blood.:: It was so nice bathing in blood, and as far as she was concerned it did great thing for Shinju's skin.

@[member="Shinjū Aÿasha"] @Dharma Vessia

 

[Lucien Cordel]

"You know I'm a whiskey man right, Lord Lucien?"
"I will drink anything that is more costly than my butlers weekly wage" he replied, Walking over to the command chair he pulled the commander of the ship along gently with the force "Commander my friend would like some whiskey and I would like your crew in a line before me, you have five minutes before I get creative" He spoke his voice absence of emotion before he waved the commander away. He tapped on the controls of the chair and the ship status came up. Sargon was right as far as lucien could tell the ships communications were fried
"I think we struck gold, it seems this ship was their flagship. Communication appears to have gone completely haywire on both the fleet, and the planet. I've got a report here about talking fruit? Odd planet. Don't suppose you can question them as well? See how much of the crew knows whats going on, maybe we can run it through them. If not we can just set it on a collision course."

"I concur a very odd planet, Now about the crew we don't need to interrogate them give me half an hour and I will have all the information they have" He removed the status report and span around to face the crew. He stood up " Kneel " He commanded and the crew complied "Now sit quietly" He added the crew remained silent Lucien returned to his seat and began to delve through the minds of the crew.

 

[Garza]

Fighting in a hangar bay was not so good. Seeing as I had tried once again to infiltrate a Ship on my own, I was cutting through troops like a hot knife through butter. Well to be more correct I did have a hot weapon that could cut through just about anything. In my left hand was a continuous flame that would lash out at anyone near the area of my left. I contined to fight them as it seemed that they all were coming for me. The numbers dwindled down to the mere teens when an order ran out from the ship for all of the troops to come to the bridge. All at once the fighting stopped.

Looking around I watched as they carried their weapons and left me standing there with my saber in the chest of their comrade. Disengaging the blade it popped off and let the body fall to the ground with a thump. I decided to follow them and see where everything was going on. Walking up to the bridge I could hear a command of "Now sit, Quietly." Walking around the corner into the bridge I saw @[member="Lucien Cordel"], and @[member="Sargon Vynea"] at the controls taking over the ship. I shook my head and cursed as I attached my saber to my belt. Pulling off the crimson hood and letting the mask hang from my belt I walked in. "Looks like someone beat me this time."

 

[Arage Bao]

Jared had been in the base for quite some time now. He now understood how their defenses were so formidable, it had something to do with the fething huge cloning facility underneath the outpost. They had a whole army prepared here, just waiting to be awakened and given orders. This was the reason that it seemed like they had an unlimited supply of soldiers. Instead of worrying though, Jared only smiled. For while other people would see a problem, Jared saw a possibility. One he would use to build himself a loyal and hardened army of clones, without the disgusting imprint of worship that Lady Dharma wanted to put on the general populace.
And it would not be even hard to do, most of the defenders were above the facility. Crouching in the mud, trying to fend off his troops. He would need more time though, the twenty minutes were almost over and he was nowhere near ready to break through their defenses. Oh he probably could do it, but they would just lock themselves up in the facility and who knows how long it would take to flush them out of there.

As such he started to move through the facility, silently picking off the various stationary guards. While doing it he touched the mind of the Optio he had talked to before, Davron if he remembered correctly.

"Optio Davron. I have new orders for you. Hold off the attack, until you see the appropriate sign. You will know what it is when you see it. Lord Admiral Ovmar Out."

Then he continued his slaughter of the clueless enemy guards. It would not take long for one of them to figure out what was happening, so he would have to move quickly.

 

[Sargon Vynea]

Sargon looked up with a smile and a nod for the Shaper of flame. Walking down amongst the kneeling crew he noted that several of them looked nearly exactly the same, odd birth rate perhaps. Turning on his comm link the Zabrak sent a quick message to the Fleet to inform them of the ship's coup. ::Fleet Command, we've boarded the flagship and taken over the bridge. Request sitrep from command.::

Turning to his fellow boarders he gave a small click of his tongue, "So gentlemen, what do we do with this ship? Crash, capture, or destroy it?"

@[member="Jared Ovmar"] @[member="Lucien Cordel"] @[member="Morna Imura"]

 

[Garza]

I looked around at the ship and could see that the people that had been controlled so easily I smiled and pointed to Luicen. "he could use the slaves, and we could use the ship. Not like someone want's to waste metal." With everything that had been done here we might get a few ships and people out of this. There was no need to comment anymore on what we should do from me. As much as I wanted to kill them, A man ought to know when to use his tongue rather than a blade.

 

[Lucien Cordel]

"I prefer to call them workers on alternative reward schemes ... slave is such a dirty word " He smiled "As for the ship I don't really mind what happens with it, it has effect on me" He said before he looked through the ships log again. The distress signal had not been broadcast they had attacked too fast "In fact I do have a suggestion the ship has not broadcast its distress signal yet we could activate it now and seize any who come to our aid" He added.He gazed out into space whilst he waited for a reply.

 

[Dharma Vessia]

@[member="Lucien Cordel"] @[member="Morna Imura"] @[member="Sargon Vynea"] @[member="Jared Ovmar"] @[member="The Wrathful One"] @[member="Shinjū Aÿasha"]

At her tea party, the rabbit that was late was coming finally. Alice had given the location to the rabbit after all. For the Hatter, she had March Hare and Dormouse go to the next stage. She sipped her tea that was really was not there as she pushed her madness further out so more and more could enjoy the tea party. Tweedledum and Tweedledee remained as guards to the exclusive party of the century. Out of her five drones, two had to stay for the bouncer role in case the natives like Jervis Tetch showed up to put a halt to the maddening party of insane drug laced tea.

Hare and mouse dashed along the road with natives fully lost in their tea cups. Some were dancing and chasing their tails while others were being ravens and writing desks in the party. The extremes were removing pieces or large chunks of themselves and others around them. They were calling themselves Nevar and quoth nevermore as they carried out their deeds of madness. The two were met at the entrance of the main programming and cloning building by two Nervars. Their eyes were hungry to tear up another body or two.

Dharma’s two minions were more than happy to take the Nervars on. They had pointy, glowy, plasma light sticks to drive into the craz-craz’s skulls. Such an act got their blood pumping and they moved inwards to meet others that might stop them from reprogramming the native drones. Dharma wanted them to have storm the castle and bring the Countess to her.

 

[Shinju]

Shinju moved as she looked at all of the tea party.... Her own madness leaking into the reality that Dharma had created and laughed to herself. Her hands ran over the length of her body and brought a smile to her face while she shuddered dancing around a little. Oh it was so much fun... So exciting now that they could unleash madness upon all the people. The labor drones wouldn't care but then that was why they had come to make them serve Dharma to enjoy the time before all of them marched on the capital and Shinju breathed in deeply seeing the other abnormalities and pointed a hand. "Find, kill everything and serve your new master."

 

[Dharma Vessia]

@[member="Lucien Cordel"] @[member="Morna Imura"] @[member="Sargon Vynea"] @[member="Jared Ovmar"] @[member="The Wrathful One"] @[member="Shinjū Aÿasha"]

As the Dormouse and Hare became the Princess and Snow White with the Hatter called for switching of chairs, it was declared and so it was in the reality of the Hatter named Dharma. There for the two had clear the forest called the clone facility. In the place, the wicked queen’s minions were ended. A lovely scene of bodies and blood painted the hallways and rooms. However the poison apple was not given by the queen, White handed the apple in the sense of hacking the many control system. The flicking blue talking apple gave the options available to command to the massive drone population.

The commands were selected and change began for the drones of Soledad. Then among of the chaotic screams and fighting there was a new sound. A high pitch pattern of sound began to grow. Marching sounds were there but that was easy for ears to miss out on. The whistling’s pattern was clear as to what words were whistled as the drone began to march to the palace that the Queen and her men were held up in.

 

[Shinju]

@Lucien Cordel @Morna Imura @Sargon Vynea @Jared Ovmar @The Wrathful One

Shinju moved as she watched Dharma go to work and a smile came across her face. There was more then enough going on now while the controls for the drones were theirs. Shinju bounced up and down in her spot letting her hands clap together while she enjoyed the sight of all the others marching upon the palace. There would be so much more violence now and she couldn't believe it while she came to stand near Dharma and spoke. "Oh yay me we get to see lots and lots of violence."

 

[Ashin Varanin]

RECENTLY CAPTURED FLAGSHIP

A door hissed open, and Fringe warriors stormed through, taking up escort positions. In their wake, through a cloud from a burst pipe, strode the armored and masked figure of Grand Admiral Shira Karrde. She paused to look around, her breath hissing in her ears, and sensed the Force swirl through the flagship. More specifically, she felt pain and death in the manner of any old battlefield.

Deep within this ship, in a vault her military sources had yet to open, was valuable, even critical, information. She stalked through the halls and up stairs, disdaining turbolifts. One never thought of a masked Dark Lord using the elevator.

 

[Balaya Praelior Zambrano]

Balaya had come with the Fringe for that one last job, between here and helping to make the prophets temple something special for payment she had to admit there was much to be done and standing there in the armor weave undersuit with black blade armor on... She rather enjoyed the sight of Soledad. It was a simple planet that she could do much on. That the ship she had arrived on emptied its people and was going after the advancing armies just meant she had something nice to fight now. "For the fringe." Balaya's while whips activated in duel snap hisses while she moved forward and charged towards the army

 

[Belle Morte]

@[member="Ashin Varanin"]

Belle Morte had followed the leader or at least she had followed the commander as much as she could. Taking a flagship was one thing but she had not expected the commander to do it with so few or was it by herself? The idea of solo taking a commander ship was a dangerous one and she couldn't believe it in all honesty. The last time she had seen the likes of Rave fighting she couldn't believe it and now she moved with it taking the area in stride while she went about. Not wanting to ask questions of the commander but still observing and letting her eyes track all the small details. They could do much when it came to this world with all of its people and ability to create more quickly. A nearly everlasting workforce that was expendable.

 

[Ashin Varanin]

She descended the last flight of stairs, flanked by her guards, and entered the room where the vault had been installed. It was more of a safe, a very large one, the kind that held the most crucial of information and valuables. Lightsabres rebounded off a portion of said safe, and the faintly greenish tint of turadium suggested that this would take a long time. Other cutting gear had apparently been tried by the ragtag Fringers who now saluted her.

"Gonna rip it open, ma'am?"

"I very well might. And you've tried the -- is that a corusca-gem saw?"

"Tried everythin', ma'am."

Ashin cracked her knuckles and rolled her neck. "All right. Take a step back, please, gentlemen."