AoL Raid on Bimmisaari Capture/Defend the Sith Emperor's Personal Ship

[Manu Xextos]

"Ooo! Lunch! Hey Max, good boy! Good boy." Manu piped up, seeing the incredibly happy puppy Max trot up with a basket. The massive Echani gave Max a scratch behind the ears and rubbed the dog's back. There was something about having the mascot on board, even moreso when one thought of the human attached to Max. @[member="Felix Emer"] was in the process of saving Manu's life. Generations in krystallsøvn and a sudden removal from the crystalline slumber had diminished him and the crew's Echani contingent could see the damage in the way Captain Xextos moved. Felix didn't have to ask Manu twice, the Captain dove into the food with abandon.

Hey, not dying in a chair and commanding a fleet battle was work, okay? Hard, hard work. "Save the Force for those who need it. The Sith will not go quietly, we'll need you most of all on your game, my good Medic." Leaning back, he scrunched his face at the drink. "I liked the radiation better." Down the hatch. Manu watched and listened, having sent @[member="Taiden Keth"] and @[member="Zack Danheir"] to their mission with help from the High Cards and @[member="Cambria Zadira"]. Even moreso he felt for the planet, there was a despicable rot, a cruel and sadistic force working on the ground, moving closer to the specks of light he knew to be @[member="Natol'ine"] and the others. "The Sith know. They're scrambling. . . " Manu's eyes narrowed. He felt outward to @[member="Marcus Faust"].

'Surrender.' Again Manu projected his history in battle, a glorious sweep of Jedi Peace. Absolute calm, a light Marcus would never know, until he too re-entered the Force at death. Manu couldn't help thinking for Marcus Faust the light would burn. Another pulse of pure white light was sent through Manu's aura to the Sith Lord. 'I have you. Surrender.'

On the Brynjar Manu sat in his chair, focussing on the ship coming round in the distance. It was time. That, and he'd finished his last cookie. "Helm, bring us around Bimmisaari. Track us on a line beneath their bellies. Navigation! Keep programming exit channels to Hyperspace. Prime the engines! Comm, keep tabs on our flock and ready the hangar bay to bring them in hot. Fore Weapons, lock onto the docking rings between the two ships, and prepare to fire! I don't want those ships to be able to pass troops through. Port gunnery, lock on to the communications array on the Apex and the Xo'Xaan. Wait my signal.

Remember we want the Apex running, I'm certainly not towing her home by my lonesome. Remaining Keth Troops, spread into potential boarding pockets. Open a channel to the Apex."

After receiving his nod from the Comm officer, Manu used a helping hand from Felix to stand and walk to the holocamera, brushing off his white battle-clothes, the pure white and rank of an Echani General, lightsabers and telescoping staff on his wide white leather belt. "Arright. See how I do, Felix. This is either gonna be the greatest bit of diplomacy since the Menthol Negotiation, or we're going to be bandaging our wounds all the way to Xextos Prime. And back. . . . no pressure, right?" He grinned and gave Max a stroke. Best day ever!

The following hologram transmission was broadcast to the Apex: @[member="TD-30"] @[member="Marcus Faust"] @[member="Kei Amadis"] @[member="Taiden Keth"] @[member="Vulpesen"] @[member="Michael Sardun"]
'This is Captain Manu Xextos of the Army of Light Destroyer Brynjar. Lay down your weapons and power down your ships. We are confiscating your tools of oppression. As of now, the Sith Empire is no longer in control. Disengage and ready your ship to have its weapons removed. You have 30 seconds to comply.'

Even if the transmission was vastly ignored, Manu hoped it would sever the Sith attention on the people in the belly of the beast already. He swept back in his Captain's chair and put his elbow on his knee, honest colour flushing to his face since his long sleep. Finally Manu was having fun.

"Fire. Fire until they slag."

A volley of plasma, slugs and missiles jetted from below the Apex and Xo'Xaan, targeting both the docking clamps holding the Xo'Xaan to its sister (and allowing movement of bodies) and the communications arrays on both ships.

 

[Glade]

Glastro City Capital - Inside the Intergalactic Commerce Center.
Financial Records Hallway, before the entrance, heading to the roof, faster!

@[member="Shinjū Aÿasha"] @[member="Aditya Amadis"] @[member="Dove"] @[member="Yusan Fenn"]

Heading toward the front hall, Natol'ine didn't actually see @[member="Shinjū Aÿasha"], but she felt the presence of the woman, who wouldn't the darkness and screams, the death and the carnage it was radiating everywhere, the cries from the dead... Coming from the inner most of the building, she saw the line forming ahead of her in the hallway to get to the entrance, as all the staff were processed. Had Nato of seen the death of the young girls she would have just jumped in, or done something but they were dead, gone, it was too late, she felt it. Clutching her chest almost coughing like she was wounded. Nato wanted to run but she couldn't, because more would die, the Kiffar wasn't going to just walk into death either, so....grr? This was her fault, no, it was the Sith's fault, that's why she had come, feeling the smallest pulls of anger for the first time, it was always the siths fault! Nato had to settle herself and picture a more positive memory, to calm herself.

Waiting at the back the hallway, the security guard she'd been flirting for about the past hour to manipulate him, steadied her, he could see she was in pain from something.

"You alright girl?" He said sympathetically, Nato tried to smile, and keep up the charm enhanced by the force, "A lil weak at the knees, I think I left my ID, upstairs," she answered glumly, enhancing that lie through the force, the way the words were formed, the choice of words, the look she gave him, gaining a certain aptitude for that by now.

The man crossed his arms, "What!" lowering the voice, "you... left your ID? What are you stupid", and whispering over concerned, knowing how serious this all was.

"I'm sorry, really am, wasn't thinkin' it was a rush, could you, y'know help me get it, if I'm under guard, it should be okay right? Under your guard? Please," she smiled softly.

Not this time, the burly security man gave her a frown, he wasn't going to believe her again. Feeling him finally catching on to her, she reached out in the force, for the first time connecting with a different part of it, a mind trick, to save lives, a natural extension of her own gifts. The Kiffar had to cause a distraction so nobody else was hurt, putting these words in the guard's memories, brushing upon them gently so not to cause pain, ~You wanna take me upstairs~

It took awhile, looking like it could go either way, but she managed it, "I'll take you upstairs, girl," adding to a nearby guard, "I'm processing this one upstairs," still at the back of the hall, it was far enough away from the entrance's troops, but was greeted with some suspicion still from his comrade, who gave him a long look.

Before any more could be said, Nato was moving, as swiftly as she could, without being anymore suspicious, upstairs, heading for the roof. The girl just needed a a way to lure the Sith away from the rest of them, so nobody else was hurt... hmm what to do, they might be following here anyway but... Ascending some steps, she slipping a small charge upon the doorway behind her, while the pair continued on up, followed by all mighty explosion which rocked the building behind her.

"Be there soon, Hurry!" @[member="Aditya Amadis"], giving her a call, well the act was up, just gotta get out of here alive now, maybe.

The explosion pulled debris from the roof between the pair and the Sith hunting them, blocking a hallway or at least slowing them down, only it left her with a very confused, dusty security guard to deal with, a dumb man but a man with a good heart. He was kinda cute, but, at this moment in time, it looked like he was going for his gun... not much further to the roof, she hoped, "No don't....", Aurora flying into her hand.

Spoiler

Feel free to have been alerted the second he took her, left it open for that.

 

[Serah Oricion]

Yusan grinned at the words co-pilot webbing, a place that felt his own when he was there. As soon as she landed he bolted over the side of the e cockpit into his place, strapped into the harness and looked around at the controls. "I got Pilot, can you aim?" He was already checking over a pre-flight list in his mind in case she had missed anything and took the controls in hand. Once she acknowledged the question he would lurch the ship into the air and get a feel for it in those first few moments before his grin grew wider and he sent the thing down towards the roof of the Commerce center, speaking as he does. "Ok Miss Amadis, keep anything off us and call up your friend in the commerce Center, furthermore tell me the last known location of Dove." He knew both the people she had spoke of and found it funny, last time he had seen the two was at that first meeting, and now here he was pushing the thrusters to their maximum amount of power and aiming to get off this rock. @[member="Natol'ine"] @[member="Dove"] @[member="Aditya Amadis"]

 

[Shinju]

@[member="Natol'ine"]

Shinju stood at the stairs as the processing of the people was more her getting to look at them and they screamed. No one was being let out of the building that wasn't the point. With a look at the guards as they finished herding the people around she spoke. "Is this all of them?" The man gave a nod as she let a half smile come along her face. Tilting her head to the side a little while speaking. "And we have not found anything?" Again he shook his head and Shinju was now walking towards the flight of stairs she had come down. "Then I suppose they can all go." Before he could issue the order to open the doors Shinju stopped him. "To heaven, kill everyone on the ground floor is that understood."

He looked at her and Shinju kept the smile as she grabbed his gun and pointed it at the crowd. Then motioned for the others to follow suit while she went to the stair case. Her words came out turning around to observe all of them and stood a little higher. "Thank you all for your cooperation your free to go just look towards the guards and wait for the flash of their blaster rifles. Enjoy the rest of your lives all ten seconds of it. Well unless you survive then enjoy bleeding out." Shinju looked upon them and motioned while she heard the shots begin and felt it, the pain and anger, the fear and screaming all feeding into her as her eyes burned.

It was intoxicating now to feel it on such a large scale and then one came to her. "Lady Shinju... According to biometrics two people are missing from the center. One of the guards who is failing to check in and a woman. From reports he took her upstairs to process and." He was cut off as Shinju touched him drinking in with red tendrils his energy to add to herself. To eat it down and fill herself, she wasn't impressed at this and now spoke with a husky voice moving further up the stairs. "Well then with everyone dead... Find her and." She was cut off when the building rocked a growl boiling in her throat. No one interrupted her mustache twirling evil no one.

The explosion came as she moved hearing it in the building and snarling while she moved faster up the stairs towards the roof. Her words came out for the soldiers and guards while rolling the antsy feeling away. "Have all of your men find whoever did that, call in who you need but I want the skies covered, whoever wants to ruin and kill all these people will answer to me." With a laugh Shinju came out on the roof and looked, a large building with more then enough space and she stared not able to feel with the force but just looked at where she was going now. She moved along the hallways of the building and bypassed the damaged section with gleeful sneers having the men she commanded searching.

Then she saw them on the far side of the hallway a couple of floors below the roof and sucked air in through her teeth. Tisk tisk tisk... She moved towards the guard making it so he could hear and seeing how he stood there while the woman was not being handled proper. Well that would have to change but there was no need for her saber yet and Shinju just flicked her eyes between the pair of them. She came up behind the guard finally and spoke placing a hand on his shoulder. "What is going on here?" For Natol'ine he would visibly pale at the words coming from her and all the images being pushed into his head. Shinju didn't try and hide her flaws she embraced them her ego was an obsession with her own greatness as the one who could burn the city. She would after all order a planet bombed if it meant well.... That she got to kill a single person.

The guard though didn't get to speak when he turned and Shinju had her hand in him and he spoke "The pretty girl made me stupid... Please kill me and torture my family for this insult." Shinju looked at him and smiled making a face of seriousness before laughing. "Well if you insist. I suppose I could do just that." Her laughing resounded in the hallway bringing a sinister echo before seeing the light in his eyes die out. All that pain and anger, that fear she drank it in and her eyes burned a little more. They itched just a little more. With a look and smile showing everything Shinju planned to do.

She sent that uneasy torrent of madness, from the simple tortures of shocks to the grotesqueness of slowly flaying her while she was pumped with enough drugs to remain conscious the entire time. Shock would never be a luxury nor would just saying why. This wasn't about the information, it wasn't about the general purpose of making an enemy pay. It was about the pleasure one could take from breaking another, the joys one got at inflicting such horrors and the jollies offed when the victim became the victimizer. It was about sending a message and her eyes burned with the energy from below all those deaths and pain. It had filled her up and sent her into a state of blissful overdrive while from her free hand a black construct formed.

Slowly at first like a splinter but then it doubled and doubled again. Each time into it was like a toothpick and then a skewer for kabobs.... Finally it expanded again forming a wonderfully sharp shard about a foot long and sharply pointed. Her eyes had went to pupils while the smile turned into a sneer and lips curled back to the sound of tearing flesh. Of snapping bone and the mans body fell over leaving a gore covered strip that glistened white in some area's. A laugh came before the spear of midnight black was thrown at Natol'ine with Shinju twirling to fling the section of spin like a bolo or whip. Another laugh came while blood and gore splattered on the walls.

 

[Marcus Faust]

'Go kark yourself you ignorant slime.' Was the mental response @[member="Manu Xextos"]. The second he fired, the Apex opened up, shelling the significantly smaller vessel. The Black Sky had never docked with the Apex, meaning the whole 'attack the latch' tactic inefficient. Marcus traveled by shuttle to and from his ship, largely because docking could have bad results in a situation like this. Light was everywhere, blinding, it was a evil entity, blinding you with it's supposed glory then stabbing you in the back and leaving you for dead. Idiotic Jedi.

His vessel would raise it's shields, the Apex could do the heavy fighting, while it focused on keeping it's crew breathing. That was, and always would be his number one priority. His men came first, no questions, ifs ands or buts. They had to live, or those that killed them could the favor repaid tenfold.

 

[Judah Lesan]

Sith Space
Outside Bimmisaari Orbit
Brynjar - Victory-II Class Star Destroyer

Judah scrabbled as the flight call went off in the pilot's ready room. The E-Wing was prepped and ready for him, and the Sentinel who doubled as an Ace for the Army of Light climbed his ladder, before dropping into the cockpit. Gloved fingers began switching the controls from standby as the order to report in came through the comm. Judah turned his helmeted head and gave the C.O. a thumbs up, along with his signature grin. The Knight chuckled inside a bit at the sight of Cambria's modified helemt, not because it was funny, but because it was the first time he had seen a Twi'lek in a flight helmet.

"Two has four lit and at your service," he reported in before talking with his astromech.

The astromech had a spunky personality, and Judah liked that. The green and silver R9 unit had no problems with sarcastic quips and witty comments. If Judah did not know any better he would swear "sparky" was a Corellian.

"Bleep bloop bleep blurp"

"Hey, eyes on the systems and not on the Twi'lek," Judah said almost in a scolding manner. "This isn't an exercise sparky so it's up to you to keep systems in check, and make sure we don't get fried because of some internal malfunction."

That summed it up. This was the real deal, and they were going against the Sith. It was no simulation, and the force was with both sides. As Judah secured his crash webbing, the Knight opened himself completely to the lightside of the force. Slowing his breathing, the Sentinel let the sensation of that connection wash over him. It felt like a warm tingle that began at the top of his head and rushed quickly to the tips of his toes, as if he were diving into a warm pool of water. The feeling, that connection, was something Judah could not live without. There were times where he had felt as if the Force were distant, and in those moments the Sentinel took his space to meditate. This was not one of those times. The force was always present in battle, and Judah never failed to make that connection when he was in most desperate need. Turning his back to Cambria, Judah smiled one more time as the launch order was blasted of the comm speakers of the hangar bay. His finger pressed on the comm sending a private message to the Rutian Twi'lek.

"See you back here when this is all done. I got your six, Bri. May the Force be with you."

@[member="Cambria Zadira"]

 

[Cambria Zadira]

Sith Space
Outside Bimmisaari Orbit
Brynjar - Victory-II Class Star Destroyer
High Cards launching with AoL shuttles

High Card One clicked her comm twice when the launch order came from the captain of the ship, then Cambria answered her wingman's hail.

"Yes… As do I have yours, Judah. May the Force be with you also," she answered quickly though with sincerity, then feathered the controls as she throttled up her startfighter.

The E-wing jetted out through the mag-con of the Brynjar's main hangar bay as the Twi'lek Knight was always first out, last in, then the rest of the squadron followed their commanding officer and took up positions behind the Jedi Ace.

"Two and Three Flight, provide fighter screen. One Flight on me. We will escort the shuttles safely to target, then break off to join in the fight. On my mark… Three, two, one, mark!" Cambria keyed over the squadron's frequency, then snap rolled her E-wing to port to form up on the shuttles, her fighter taking point. The Guardian's gloved finger toggled the comm unit to opened a channel to the assault shuttle commanders.

"This is High Card Leader. We have you… Go with the grace of the Light."

@[member="Manu Xextos"] @[member="Taiden Keth"] @Zach danheir @[member="Judah Lesan"]

 

[Kei Amadis]

LOCATION: Aboard the Apex
Lower Maintenance Ducts, Moving to Fire Control with
@[member="Vexander Graves"] and 4 Wildcards.
Mission, Finish off Fire Control and join the landing party... alive

@[member="Vexander Graves"] @[member="TD-30"] @[member="Marcus Faust"]

One wildcard went down as the crack trooper team entered in a fiery hazy, but with the floor weakened, or ripped apart from the blast, Kei gripped a chunk up in the force and with a heave threw it face first at the approaching troopers and saber guards, deflecting many of the shots on its surface. It was only a padawan's force behind it, but the crux of it was, he wasn't fighting Sith who could push it back, their leaders were leaving them to fend for themselves. The stone metal substance smashed into the troopers, hoping to crush as many as he could. He was slowly realising they might win this, with seemingly just few proud sith against them @[member="Marcus Faust"] @[member="Shinjū Aÿasha"], so it appeared anyway. A grin formed on the General's face, this could be a turning point because... they might not just take the ship... unless more help arrived.

Pulling one of the thrown sabers in the force, Kei deflected its course downward through the holes they had made, taking it out of the fight, but he couldn't stop two, he wasn't fast enough, and one more man was lost to him, impaled. No more needed to die here. Hopefully @[member="Vexander Graves"] could finish or pin the doorway down as more help was bound to be inbound, they only had seconds... had to make them count.

Firefight going on around him, more and more targeting systems going offline, fire burned away on the consoles as explosions began to curtail the Apex's ability to fire. @[member="Marcus Faust"]

Turning to the remaining navy room guards, not the elite troopers, "Listen to me," Kei said, cutting through one of the Sith troopers weapons, and disarming him. "Listen. Where are your leaders the Sith? They leave you to this? You are not slaves, you are soldiers, who deserve better." One of the fire control guards levelled his weapon and he had to deflect the shot away, taking his weapon out too. "There is another way, stand with me." Not many of the troopers listened in that smoking wreck of a room, most held their ground but one or two... one or two did think twice, about how this was going on, on the Emperors personal ship, and the Sith had not come to fight it in force.

Raien's crystal in Kei glowed in the force, it recognized this, as one of those critical moments that might help define an age. Kei extended his hand to the Sith trooper, standing in front of him to defend him from attack. If no Sith came to stop that trooper in person, dissent or an inside man, the battle might begin to turn, and it might not stop here. Yet there was still time to stop the Army of Light, but the Sith had to act fast.

Spoiler

To fire up the Sith muses and give them something else to fight for! Double checked with arcis first. Not too late to stop them beginning to go for the troops!

 

[XV-265]

Corridor aboard the Apex

The barrel of XV's Blaster rifle lit up and a blue bolt of energy shot out, not even a second later one of the Sith Troopers let out a muffled scream and dropped dead. Then the barrel lit up twice in quick succession and another Trooper fell. The troopers had not expected to encounter an enemy here, in a corridor that just led to more corridors, but that didn't matter. Their fate's were already sealed the second they put their eyes upon the droid, who was standing in front of a closed door, crouching to reduce the area his foe's could hit.

Two down, three to go. XV thought while jumping to the side to dodge an incoming blastershot, which he countered with his own. Another sith dead. XV's Flamethrower ignited again, engulfing one of the Troopers in flames while the other jumped aside in time to dodge the flames. The last Sith Trooper aimed his blaster at XV and shot, hitting the droid's left shoulder. ''Lucky hit'' XV said, then he aimed his own rifle at the Trooper and shot. The Trooper slowly fell backwards with a big scorch mark on his helmet.

''XV to @[member="Vulpesen"], I need your location so I can catch up with you and Michael.'' He said while pulling the corpses of the Sith Troopers into the small hangar behind him and hiding them behind the supply crates. He didn't want the Sith to know he was here yet.

 

[Marcus Faust]

The man who stood before @[member="Kei Amadis"] was a simple crew member of the fire control, and took a blaster bolt to the face second later. Suddenly, the very large rock Kei had just thrown at the guards was lifted up and thrown back at him and the wildcards. Behind the rock stood the saber guards, crimson sabers ignited as they marched forward, deflecting each and every blast that came their way.

As a wildcard surged forward, a vibrosword raised to impale one of the guards, the other brought down a saber to block it, then brought around his other and decapitated the man. The one who'd just been saved, returned the favor by stepping in front of his comrade and deflected two bolts. In the beginning of their tour with Faust there had been five of them, now there were but two. And that number was not dropping.

 

[Dakil]

Aboard the Apex
Bimmisaari High Orbit

And finally, the fools had shown themselves. The entire bridge was filled to the brim with scurrying officers and technicians, all restlessly working on their duties and shouting out reports and orders to each other. TeeDee caught one of the sensor room men screaming something in his direction, "Sir! We've got an unmarked Star Destroyer closing in! Scans show charging weapons and scrambled fighters!" Apparently he had no more information, slapping the headset back on and retreating to the sensor room.

The tactical droid considered the situation for a moment, bringing up his datapad to issue orders. "Fire all available batteries on that thing. Maximize forward shields and fighters attack. Begin your assault, Zonal Attack pattern, backfire speed." An imaginary grin etched across his metallic dome, his gears shifting to take command of the situation aboard the Apex. "I want all blastdoors closed, don't let them get to the bridge."

"And I want the 141st on them now!"

 

[Vulpesen]

@[member="XV-265"] Vulpesen lifted his com up and pressed the button. "Ventilation shafts, en route to the bridge. Watch out, I can sense a sith up ahead." Vulpesen resumed moving. @[member="Michael Sardun"] had best keep his lightsaber handy, the last thing Vulpesen wanted was to get himself whooped again. Last time he had gotten lucky after being buried, but this time, he'd have no attacks to hide behind if things went down hill. Once again, Vulpesen worked on keeping his presence low and his breathing steady. He had to remain calm, otherwise the mission was already lost.

 

[Judah Lesan]

Judah was out right behind @[member="Cambria Zadira"] just as he said he would be. She might be the first one out and last one in, but as her wingman, Judah would be damned if left watching her to anyone else just so he could out of the fight faster. There was also no way he was going to leave her hanging once she got out there. This conflict was real, and the escort wasn't going to be an easy thing. Well it was possible the escort would go off without any conflict, but Judah had a feeling the Sith would not want the shuttle landing. Still when Cambria rolled off to take up the point, Judah was right with her taking up his position executing with perfection.

"Copy that High Card Leader," Judah said as his proximity alarm sounded.

Judah looked around and caught the sight of enemy ships coming inbound. By the looks of things there were more of them then the escort, but that's how it always was. The odds were always against the Jedi Sentinel it seemed, so why would he expect this to be any different.

"I got enemy fighters two o'clock. Lots of them too. We need to get these shuttles to the drop point," Judah said to whoever was listening.

He was not about to call the shots, but he was hoping they would be intercepted before the fighters had to break off and leave the shuttle alone. Judah was going to stay the course until he heard otherwise. The shuttles were the priority.

@[member="Cambria Zadira"] @[member="Manu Xextos"] @[member="Taiden Keth"]

 

[Arage Bao]

Michael stood next to @[member="Vulpesen"] and suddenly felt weird. It seemed as if he had been away for a long time and someone else had taken over his body, a strange feeling indeed. For he could not remember this place or the mission at hand. He knew it had to be a mission, otherwise he would not have been escorted by his fellow soldiers of the Light. Looking around he he figured out quickly they were in some kind of ship, Sith by the looks of it. "What the hell are we doing here.." Michael thought.

Then he took out his lightsaber and put a hand on Vulpesen's shoulder. Suddenly it seemed as if a Lightning bolt surged through him, accompanied by an influx of memories and sensations of smell and sounds. In the flash of a second, Michael remembered what they were doing here and smiled softly.

"It seems as if we are on the right track, Vulp. Be careful, the Sith do not have our sense of honor." the Knight said ruefully, for he knew that this mission was dangerous and would certainly get someone killed. It would be his responsibility, but in a war casualties cannot be avoided.

@[member="Kei Amadis"] @Everyone Else

 

[Glade]

Glastro City Capital - Inside the Intergalactic Commerce Center.
Financial Records Building, inside, near the roof cornered!
@[member="Shinjū Aÿasha"] @[member="Aditya Amadis"] @[member="Dove"] @[member="Yusan Fenn"]

Welling up in Nato was just this pent up emotion, it wasn't angst anymore, it was madness expelled from the other, wracking through her entire body, her mind wrestling with the images. Fingers digging into her palms around Aurora, it was disbelief, how could this kind of woman exist. What could make her, do... this. Lose everything like this, her chest hurt again, almost doubled her over to see what she was doing, what @[member="Shinjū Aÿasha"] was feeding her through the force only made it worse. Nato wanted to turn away, not too look, but she had to. "Why?" she said turning her body to one side to avoid the spear, very nimble, very agile, that was her one trait that would always stay with her, ducking low to avoid the swinging instrument.

The ship was on the roof, it wasn't far. Looking up to the ceiling and then back to @[member="Shinjū Aÿasha"], she just had to leave, had to. Her gaze lowered, and she looked back up at the Sith. Shaking her head softly, pulling her hair back over her head, keeping her palm over her nose, to stop the tears from falling. Aurora the light in the dark, burned brighter @[member="Shinjū Aÿasha"], "why? they didn't matter, just people, children, what good did it do?."

She failed them again like the senate, all those people dead, she could feel it, and this in front of her, it had to end, she had to make amends and stop whatever this was from doing it again. "Sorry guys," she said softly over the small wrist device, "tell Kei... i'm sorry." @[member="Aditya Amadis"] @[member="Dove"] @[member="Yusan Fenn"]

Side stepping one foot to the other, bouncing so the Sith wouldn't know where the young girl was going to strike. It was part Ataru but mostly still unrefined, her own way of staying on her toes, Auora tried to swipe at @[member="Shinjū Aÿasha"]'s shoulder, and then dance away, pirouetting away to the side and pushing off. Attempting glancing hits, she wouldn't get anywhere near Shinju if she didn't have to, and Shinju might have real trouble pinning this little wisp of a petite girl down, because she had a rogue-like agility of putting here anywhere but where you wanted her to be. In life, or in a fight.

The rubble in the hallway behind the Sith should keep this fight just between them for a while, until someone could cut through from the roof or from the hallway, both of which might take the same amount of time. @[member="Aditya Amadis"] @[member="Yusan Fenn"]

 

[Serah Oricion]

Yusan watched from the cockpit as the hallway that led to the roof collapsed and then @[member="Natol'ine"] transmission came through and he easily recognized the tone in the voice. "You have got to be fucking kidding me... Miss @[member="Aditya Amadis"], please tell me your about to do the same thing that i am." Before even waiting for the question to register he opened cockpit and jumped down to the ground.

Now three things ran through Yusan's mind, and all of them Negative. One, he was sacrificing the mission for the life or a otherwise insignificant Jedi that could be replaced. Two any moment now someone was going to come up behind the shuttle and blow it to bits or land and take both him and Amadis prisoner. Or three, Kei will kill him for leaving his wife in the wide open, in a known enemy shuttle, in the smack dab middle of the city. He reached the collapsed hall and knew immediately there wasnt a single chance in hell that he was gonna move it, with or without the force. So instead he headed over to where he thought the hall was and plunged his ignited saber in the ground. Painfully slow as he turned and started to carve a hole in the ground under him that he would drop into and look for the very person he expected to be dead. @[member="Shinjū Aÿasha"]

 

[Shinju]

@[member="Natol'ine"]

Shinju watched the girls face and kept a smirk on her face. It wasn't enough her angst no it was more then that and she focused for a moment briefly. Letting everything continue projecting from her head in a loop. A small trick, more a game now she could play with the Wrathful one when it came to who could torture a person more. It was a fun game you played after all while killing a slave in the throws of passion. Oh yes her madness flared even more using the emotions that woman brought to bare. All fed into Shinju as she quickly shimmered blue for a moment and brought her hand up. That strike becoming fuel to her hand when she batted at it and then she was moving back down the hallway and laughing.

The sight of the woman moving around fast and with ataru brought a smile more in amusement, slowly Shinju slid from her belt the silver hilt as she felt the weight. A flex of her muscles came as the snap hiss sounded, a crimson red blade came from it as the scream started. Deep from the depths of her came an echoing scream to match the shards that fueled the saber. Velok had been right about giving her a gift and she felt the infusion of pain from it while it screamed into the air and the force but the woman's question hadn't been answered and Shinju spoke letting her eyes lock onto Natol'ine. "Why?"

"Why?" She laughed again holding the blade while the thrill, the lust and the joy one got from fighting came to her. Her muscles tensed and Shinju moved faster letting the force flow through her muscles and down into her bones. She drank in all the screams from her sabers occupant and spoke slashing with more speed to her strikes. She had learned many things but the creature the form was named after the juyo's attack was faster then she could even move. Their stingers hitting a hundred times more then one slash from her which came with a figure eight. She was looking to close that circuit of fighting with her opponent.

"Why?" Shinju kept saying Natol'ines question with more and more humor in her voice and letting the words for her answer come out laced with everything vile and exciting she could put into them. The other half of what she needed to do and did was pour some force energy to her words to caress like silk along the skin and warm fur. If her words could be sweets they would be fattening and teeth rotting but they still came out. "Because you are here, all those deaths are from you. Had you not come all those women, all those men and all those children might have been able to go home and enjoy their lives. Now they will be incinerated all because of you."

"All those children will never get to grow up because of you and your friends, your like a poison infecting all you come across and endangering all who near you. Something beautiful sure but sadly not very good for the lively hood of others. Now come at me and give in, just a taste come on. Give in a little and take your first step towards ridding yourself of those dangerous affliction you have. Or tell me what you cherish most, give me the pleasure of taking it away from you."

Shinju let her words end with that level of a bite, something of a lashed out flex of power to incite Natol'ine, to get that rise from her while she laughed bringing blue tinted light to her palm and encasing it. She had seen it done in her duel with the master. Enclosing tutaminis on her arms to absorb every slash and eat it. Now Shinju closed it along her left hand and brought it forward to try and grab Natol'ine's saber and feed herself.

 

[Kei Amadis]

LOCATION: Aboard the Apex
Lower Fire Control with
@[member="Vexander Graves"] and 3 Wildcards.
Mission, get out of their alive, and join the landing party.


Damn, too idealistic again Kei. He never was any good at speeches, watching the kid fall to the floor was the grim reality of dealing with Sith. A look of frustration came across his face, gripping the metal mass flying his way, he didn't stop it, he accelerated it in the force, and brought it into the floor in front of the saber guards, already weakened the floor buckled further and would almost take them through it. The Jedi wasn't done. Pouring force into the already wrecked metal supports, it began to vibrate quicker and quicker, resonating, splitting, cracking, until the ground started to come away from under the saber guards, but now it wasn't stopping there.

"I think we better..." the floor had taken too much, demolition charges, explosions, a firefight, metal slamming down aided by the force, and now a force resonation along its remaining supports. A technique he and his Master had reawakened from the Keth crystal inside his chest, "fast," he ordered the wildcards out, no more demolition was going to be needed, soon there wouldn't be anything left of this place.

The entire thing was coming down into the level below to finish it off once and for all, a last few grenades were thrown, at the Apex's firing control, and Kei started to run, away from the falling floor, its supports giving way and sending consoles, sending men and sending anything standing on it straight down the maintenance shafts below. "Time to move people!" He said waving his hand over his head, "move it or lose it!" Bringing up the rear, he'd be the last one out, always. Skidding down the nearest maintenance shaft he flung himself down to a sub level below, landing on a ledge in a heap. The remaining spec ops jumping down with him, still firing upwards at pursuers. One landed heavily and broke his ankle, another Kei caught by the hand, stopping him from falling down a long drop off the ledge, and pulling him up with a heave, "I got you." Looking over his head, the entire floor was caving in, those last grenades finishing off anyone, Jedi or Sith had of using the targeting systems any time soon.

Looking around for @[member="Vexander Graves"] to see if he'd made it out, hoping he'd not lost another Jedi up there. They didn't have much time till their position was overwhelmed, he sure hoped the landing party boarded soon, else this would be a hell of a short mission.

@[member="TD-30"] @[member="Marcus Faust"] @[member="Vexander Graves"] @[member="Vulpesen"] @[member="Michael Sardun"]

 

[Vexander Graves]

LOCATION: Aboard the Apex
Lower Fire Control with
@[member="Kei Amadis"] and 3 Wildcards.
Mission, get out of their alive, and join the landing party.

Vexander was shooting at every crew member mercilessly... he was even barely listening to the communications between the Wildcards... that was the way he rolled after all, as any other recon or marksman up in a nest shooting targets or carrying out classified missions where stealth was needed.

However, before he could even realize it, the whole floor in the fire control room began to shake, a great disturbance of the Force could be felt as Kei began to shatter the remaining floor of the room due to the arrival of the saber guards.

No one had to tell Vex when his time was up in an operation... against awful odds, he had to pull back just like the rest of the team. Although he was slightly behind than the rest of the team, the young corellian proceeed to use Force speed to increase his physical prowness and dexterity.

Landing right next to Kei Amadis in the floor below, the young man kneeled to soften the fall and at that moment, he stopped the use of the skill his Master taught him. Gasping heavily for air due to the constant use and the agitation that caused the increased amount of adrenaline, Vex looked at Kei and pointed towards the escape route "I was the last one... we got to move." Knowing that most likely their enemy would be close to them and only stalled a bit due to the havok created by Kei, the young man looked through the place that they came to make sure that they still had the advantage "They'll be here shortly... I think I can still cover the back... but we need to move together now..." Vexander might be a solitary guy, but he knew the tactics of a squadron and was aware of the need they had for it. Checking his ammo and taking his saber out, the young man prepared for what had to come with the help of the lightside of the Force.

 

[Vulpesen]

Vulpesen nodded to @[member="Michael Sardun"] and quickened his pace.He knew many fighters who would have hated the thought of this clandestine work, but for him, scurrying through the ducts provided a sense of comfort and safety that would keep him alive for the fight ahead. "Your right, they don't. The problem is, i can recognize the prescence of the one ahead. We've met before and like it or not, we're in for quite the conflict on that bridge. There's a score to settle and something to retrieve." His voice was hard and cold as he spoke. He had failed in so many ways the first time he'd entered something like this, but now he was going to redeem himself. Now, he was on the offensive.

"If you don't mind, I'm going to need your assistance in this. Beside's, I doubt that he'll simply let you give your speech without a fight over the intercom." Despite his personal motives, Vulpesen was also one to realize a kink in a mission. Especially when that kink had previously sent him to some quality time with a bacta tank. Yes, if they were to succeed, then Vulps would need all the help he could when the time came to take up arms against the enemy.