Dominion Artistic License: GA Dominion of Arkania

[Kalie Alverez]

OBJECTIVE TWO: THE GARDEN OF THE GODS
MISSION CODENAME: FOUR FINGER DISCOUNT
DESIGNATION: UNDERCOVER
CLASSIFICATION: TOP SECRET
ACTIVE AGENT: KALIE ALVEREZ
LOCATION: ARKANIAN LABRATORIES
PRIMARY OBJECTIVES: COPY TOP SECRET DATA FROM ARKANIAN SCIENTISTS UNDETECTED
COVER ALIAS: TRISH - SENATE DELEGATE

Gramani Fey’la Kenth Berik Ripley Kühn Bernard of Arca​

Kalie slowly walked around the lab, taking in the room and evaluating her options over and over again. Some of the women scientists were huddling together, one of them crying. Arsik was busy talking to some of them as they were beginning to realize the bleakness of their current predicament. None of them knew her except for Arsik, but nobody seemed to take a second glance at her. Made sense... given their situation.

She saw some white lab jackets hanging in a corner, and she quickly made her way over and picked out the smallest one, swinging it across her shoulders to help her blend in to the group better. She then took her hair and pulled it back into a pony tail, looping it quickly as she took a glance in a reflective surface to see what she looked like.

Good enough.

Suddenly, blaster fire erupted out in the hall. Some of the scientists jumped and ran away from the door, and a few let out scared screams. Kalie did the opposite, running to the wall that ran parallel to the hallway and pressing her ear, trying to hear. She could definitely tell there were two opposing forces at work, and could hear some muffled voices, but couldn't make out much else.

"Oh please... Oh please..." She said, her eyes widening with the possibility of rescue. Suddenly she felt herself being pulled away from the wall...

"Get away from there!" Arsik yelled desperately, pulling her back to the far wall. Kalie let him take her. Now with her chances of rescue increasing, she found herself switching out of survival mode and back into spy mode. She noticed that right next to him, he had placed the ice box with the four tubes of secret formula tests. She put her back up against the wall and slid down in-between him and the box carefully, pretending to be tired... Not that anyone was the least concerned with what she was doing as everyone appeared to be in a panic at the altercation occurring outside. She carefully slipped the lid off slightly with her one hand, her eyes still looking back at the door. She slipped her hand inside and gently pinched the first tube with her fingers, pulling it out and slipping it into the pocket on her lab jacket. She then slid the top back on. She had no idea what it was, but it was obviously very valuable to Arsik, which in turn meant it was valuable to the Alliance.

Then there was some muffled yelling, followed by a large explosion which shook the whole room, provoking more terrified yells from the scientists.

But then, silence...

She looked up, hearing something approaching from inside the ceiling. She pulled herself up and stood next to Arsik, who was now also focused on the vent as it began to shift and move. Someone was coming in... and it was either a very good thing... or very bad... depending on who had won in the hallway hustle.

Arsik reached into his lab coat and pulled out his blaster, aiming it at the ceiling. Fear stretched over his face, unsure of what to do in this situation. With one hand, Kalie reached into his other lab jacket and felt for the other blaster, finally getting it in her fingers, just in case. With the other hand, she readied herself to keep Arsik from firing his blaster if it happened to be a friendly coming in. A hush filled the room as everyones attention became focused on the vent.

Suddenly the vent cover went crashing down to the ground, startling everyone. Arsik flinched and started to pull the trigger, but Kalie put her hand on his shoulder, "Wait!" She said. He looked at her, confused, sweat dripping down his face.

Thump.

A Bothan Operative landed right in the middle of the scientists. Kalie, eyes wide and filled with immediate relief, pulled Arsik's arm down, forcing him to lower his weapon. "What?!..." He started to speak in a hushed tone, but Kalie cut him off, "He's not imperial!" She whispered loudly. With that revelation, Arsik decided to trust her judgment and put his blaster back in his pocket.

Arsik took a step forward and began to demand answers of the Bothan. "Who are you?!" He said forcefully.

The Bothan replied,

@Gramani Fey’la said:
"Don't worry, I'm with the Alliance, I'm here to help", Gramani said with a grin and a polite gesture

Kalie, eyes wide, stared at her new ally, her whole body relaxing a little and her face washing with a mix of gratefulness and confusion. She started to walk towards the Bothan, her eyes drifting down to his injuries, and then concern set in.

"Are you ok?" She asked, looking up into his eyes and putting her hand on his arm softly. She looked back at Arsik with a sigh of relief, "Looks like we are going to get out of here!" She exclaimed. The scientists offered their own sounds of relief at the news.

She looked back at him, "You do have an escape plan, right?" She asked, her voice coming across stronger and her eye brows raised in expectation for what he would say next. She didn't know why he was here, but she didn't care in this moment... He was just the break she needed, and she wanted him to get her out of there as quickly as possible...

Although, she was also concerned for the safety of the scientists.

 

[Aaris Kolden]

OBJECTIVE THREE: HUNT
Tags: Suri Vullen Arash Garshasp

Aaris followed closely behind her, using the force to conserve his energy for the fight that was about to come. The Commando breathed heavily, which was partially because of the running and partially him getting mentally and physically prepared as adrenaline and the force flowed through his body.

And in this moment, he was alive.

he pushed past Suri Vullen 's position, continuing closer to the dragon and the other hunter. Finally he stood, feet spread apart in a battle stance, facing the dragon which was currently solely focused on the soaked hunter. Aaris reached over his head and pulled the Phrik spear from his back, holding it out in front of him.

He didn't want to shoot it. He wanted to slay it.

He began to breath heavier and heavier, his whole body amping up and his mind fully embracing the fight. Finally he let out a deep, furious battle cry, which echoed throughout the caverns, intending to distract the dragon from its current target to give the man an opportunity to find a better position to fight from.

 

[Arash Garshasp]

Arash Garshasp, Stellar Centurion
Location: Ice Tundra's of Arkania
Objective Three: We Require more Vespene Gas
Action: Being hunted, taking flying lessons

Spoiler: Equipment

VDS-02 “Bulwark” - Pattern Military Mobility Shield
VCS-01 “Aspis” Pattern Combat Shield
VW-03 Mk II “Apollo” - Pattern Solarized Disruptor Pistol
TTH/TPV-001 “Xiphos” - Pattern Plasmatic Vibrosword
VCP-01 "Hoplon" - Pattern Combat Powersuit
TTH/SIR-001c "Helius" - Pattern Battle Rifle

Interactions: Open

Arash ducked low and lunged himself forward, his legs and arms scrambling to get him towards a pair of boulders. With a moment to glance behind him, Arash saw the Arkanian Dragon in its full glory. Water rushed down its scales as large slabs of broken ice tumbled into the river below. It was a near beautiful spectacle of ferocity and majesty, the young Thyrsian took a half second to take in the sight before raising his shield and weapon. Near the dragon’s lips tendrils of what appeared flames were licking out and before Arash was able to raise his shield a shout echoed from the distance.

Both the Dragon and Arash turned their heads to face the new distraction. To Arash’s amazement it was another person, appearing as if challenging the Dragon to an one on one fight. Crazy b- Arash’s thought was broken when he saw the dragon’s massive tail swing into him. His shield took the brunt of the force and his armour absorbed the impact but it wasn’t enough to keep him on his feet. Arash felt himself fly across before landing into a pile of snow and ice. Coughing and trying to get some air Arash strained himself to stand up but quickly found that he felt much more comfortable in the snow.

"Crap-"

His hands searched around for his helmet, but Arash realized it was no longer attached from his utility belt. His mind raced as he attempted to sit up straight, taking heavier breaths doing so, his eyes scanned in front and saw his shield and weapon not too far from him. Arash was thankful for the assistance but he had only seen one other person before he was given a chance to fly. Not the best odds I’m beginning to realize when hunting a dragon like this one.

The Arkanian Dragon for its own part already found its new target and began to head its way.
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|| Suri Vullen | Aaris Kolden ||

 

[Bastard]

"What of you, father? Are you ashamed of your blood?"

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Tags: Sola Sundar | Auteme ​

"Very well," Errant said with a nod. "This may be the last we see of one another. If proven otherwise, I hope we can once more meet on peaceful terms, Sola. Few gaze upon me, be it through the force or not, and do not see a monster. Our meeting is one I shall remember fondly."

He turned away from the wayfarer and moved towards the door, gently fingering the pommel of the light born blade. Just beyond the threshold, he turned back, attention drawn to the bag carrying all that she collected. "While I cannot speak for all of them, most of the New Jedi Order is made up of honest, good people. They are... misguided in their quest to wholly serve the light, but you needn't fear them. The one who arrived with their band, Auteme, is a Jedi Knight who seeks peace above all else. If something happens to you in your departure, appeal to her."

With that, the Albino began his trek back down the hall towards the stairs. His chance meeting with this Cleric had intrigued him. Many force disciplines existed in the galaxy, though none knew the Jedi Order or Sith Brotherhood's notoriety. Born of opposing ideologies, these two fought an endless war for supremacy. None could condemn the reasons for why the Jedi fought. Peace for all, a galaxy free of tyranny. All good, born of the best intent. The Sith, on the other hand, were horrid beasts. Their principles demanded subjugation on the galactic scale.

Errant served neither the dark nor the light. He cared not for ancient religions or philosophies born of misunderstanding. He sought to bring balance to the force, as the prophesized Chosen One of old once did, though how he could do so still eluded him.

For now, the Crestfallen Knight would continue his service against the Sith Empire. He would rip their regime apart piece by piece until all enslaved to the Crimson Shadow knew freedom. Then, well, he could not be sure what tomorrow would bring.

He descended the steps in silence, his cloak drawn closer to obscure the two blades sheathed at opposite sides. Their signatures could be felt by anyone with a modicum of training in force sense. Still, it softened the edge as he marched through the praxeum to know the weapons were hidden from prying eyes.

 

[Auteme]

Aeris Lashiec Vexander Graves | Arca Jeth's Praxeum | Okkeus Dainlei Dagon Kaze Sola Sundar Bastard @im forgetting someone?​

"It's, ah, nice to meet you, Vexander."

She walked to the courtyard, back straight, half expecting him to disappear again just to give her a scare. At least Aeris had that usual zen-mode needed to stay level-headed in any situation. Maybe the stress was getting to Auteme.

It didn't take long for them to find it; down the hall, a left, then a right, and there was a set of double doors. The few rooms in the Praxeum were largely empty, and though she'd explore them later, she'd spent much of the trip wondering what might be found on the walls of the courtyard and she was eager to find out.

She pushed open the doors and back into the chilly outdoors. Despite the courtyard being open-air, unlike the porch the ground had no snow, and a subtle warmth permeated the place. Her first step onto the flagstones was almost stepping into a dream. She could almost hear the call of the instructor -- Arca Jeth himself, guiding future Jedi through their drills.

The artwork on the walls may not have been considered masterpieces to most, but there was a simple beauty to the flowing strokes and lines. It was a series of stills showing movements, as though describing a lightsaber-wielding Jedi in action -- or perhaps simply the Force. Auteme couldn't tell. The 'saber' seemed far too curved.

Auteme found herself by what she assumed to be the beginning, mirroring the wall's movements. "Do you have any ideas on the paintings?"

 

[Dorsk 156]

Location: 500 Republica
Objective One: Cutthroat Politics
Tags: Adhira Chandra Aerarii Tithe | GA Senators & Representatives​

Dorsk 156 lifted up his head after greeting the Chancellor. He raised is chin upwards as well. The Chancellor bid him welcome to Coruscant and to the Senate itself. Dorsk liked her already, she had moxie and sported a relatively friendly nature, but he could tell she was more than that. He saw for himself the other day in the Senate Hall, her stalwart actions and determined demeanor, kept the bickering Senators in line, well most of them. He respected her, despite any differing political motives they might have. He soon raised his shoulders and crossed his arms behind his back, posturing well and in a very respectful manner.

"Thank you Chancellor", he said politely. "Coruscant has been most accommodating so far". He paused and quickly gathered his thoughts for what would seem as just a second.

However, just before he was to reply to the Chancellor's last line, the Vice Chancellor stepped forward a tad and extended his own "greeting". Dorsk tilted his head down and to the side to acknowledge the Vice Chancellor's initial greeting with a slight grin upon his face, which had sparked from greeting the Chancellor.

The Chancellor's Deputy made a quite clone joke stating, “My, you’re a spitting image on Dorsk 153!”

Dorsk gave a short snorting chuckle, not because it was funny, but because he was not surprised, based on what he had read about Tithe, that he would pop out a joke like that. Dorsk didn't take offense to the joke, he had heard its kind before. While at the Academy on Constancia, he was teased with clone jokes a lot of the time, but just ignored them. He was proud to be a clone, and more than that, he was immensely proud to be a clone of the Dorsk line, a clone line that had produced some of the greatest Khommites in their species' history. Anyways, Dorsk 153 had died nearly 40 years ago, so yeah.

Afterwards, he followed with a slight smile to the Vice Chancellor's previous joke and then tried to hide his confusion when the Aargauun made an odd incoherent sound after he finished his joke. Dorsk softly chuckled again, and could see that the Chancellor was made very uncomfortable by her colleague. They clearly had some tension. Maybe their differing personalities made them a perfect duo to lead the Senate, so he thought.

Dorsk nodded at Tithe as he accepted the offer of a drink. Corellian Cranberry Vodka. One of his new favorites since becoming a full fledged Galactic Politician. “A toast!". He soon raised his glass slightly to about his shoulder level and listened to the Vice Chancellor's toast. “Yes, to, ah, the wonders of medical science!”.

Dorsk raised his glass a bit higher was about to speak after the Chancellor was given her turn, which she used to try to explain her Deputy's comment. "Yes... Medical science... He's a big fan you know".

Dorsk smirked slightly at the pair and replied, "Glad to hear it, I find the subject very fascinating myself". He soon caught with his eye, the Chancellor elbowing her Deputy in his side.

Arlok Adasca and a few other Arkanian representatives creeped forward to join the trio. Arlok move close to Dorsk, hoping to see if any progress was made on gaining support for their cause. Dorsk shook his head back as Arlok approached, signifying that little progress had been made at all. Arlok smiled in response as he positioned himself directly next to Dorsk as he stood with the Madam Chancellor and the Vice Chancellor. Dorsk now mentally prepared himself to combat questions about their cause, if the Chancellor, her deputy, or any other Senator wished to indulge that curiosity. He quickly peered over to his aide in the corner of the ballroom, who nodded at Dorsk immediately upon catching his gaze. This meant that his other allies had or would soon acquire what he had asked for. The evidence that he needed, just for insurance. He switched back instantly to focus on the group before him, presenting a welcoming yet mischievous smile towards the Chancellor. He was ready to defend his stance on the issue at hand, no matter the barrage.

 

[Maou]

Annasari ​

"You're quite right," Kaito said amused as the waiter returned with his drink. He grasped the flute glass gingerly and began to reach for his mask but paused as if remembering where he was and set the glass on the table and moved his hand from his mask back to his lap.

"I didn't come to debate morality. I came to get drunk and earn a few extra credits." He was only half-joking. He was sure he could make some connections for Corellia, himself, and his master if the night went as he wished. He kept his tone light though. "But I am interested in why you feel so strongly about the Arkanians." He shifted his head slightly to telegraph exactly what he was looking at, her four-fingered hand.

"You're one of them aren't you? Those Arkanian 'Off-Shoots' as they say." It wasn't difficult to put two and two together.

 

[Ripley Kühn]

O B J E C T I V E II
Bernard of Arca ​

The zeltron nodded at the instructions. Four guards wouldn't be two overwhelming for two Jedi- but to subdue without deadly force would require precision. Her hand went up into a fist, then two fingers pointed to the side, before gesturing downwards. Hold, wait for my move. The zeltron took a step forward, calling on the force around her. Her mind strained as she attempted to cover her form. It flickered in and out of existence, before disappearing all together to the naked eye.

Ripley crept out from where the pair had sat, the guards coming into view. She saw the strips Bernard had referred to on the end, so she went for the other side. Delicate steps carried her to the target. She gracefully danced around him, her invisible body maneuvering to his side. Her hand went to a pouch that hung on her side. Grabbing a bit of the dust that lay inside, she raised it to her mouth, lightly blowing a few specs into the guard's face. A deep cough came from both on this side as the sleeping powder found its way into their system. The other pair looked over just as the two crumpled to the floor. Ripley's form appeared once more, the relief in her expression obvious.

"Move!" She called to Bernard, throwing the rest of the substance at the surprised guards who were still standing.

 

[Suri Vullen]

H U N T
Aaris Kolden | Arash Garshasp
​

Blaster bolts flew forth from the gun. Red lasers reflected off the snow as the hit the mark. Each landed firmly on the dragons chest as he drew closer to her partner. Yet, as soon as they did, they all but fizzled, leaving nothing but a black scuff on it's pale scales. The ranger continued firing, hoping the build up would cause any damage, but they were useless, only infuriating the beast further.

"Son of a schutta!" She exclaimed in annoyance.

The gun would have been enough to bring any grown man to his knees, even clad in beskar, yet had no effect on the massive creature. Suri flipped a switch, before sliding the rifle back over her shoulder. She then withdrew a vibroblade instead, hoping the searing sword would be enough. Rising from her position, she began to sprint to Aaris's side.

 

[Vexander Graves]

| Aeris Lashiec | Tom Kovack | Auteme | Dagon Kaze | Okkeus Dainlei | Bastard | Sola Sundar |
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The Jedi Master seriously thought on just doing another jumpscare and scare the poodoo out of Auteme ... but he rather avoided that for the time being, the joy would just fade out quickly and he was still interested in getting further knowledge from Arca Jeth and he hoped he would get it by going over with the two ladies.

As they all went inside, the coldness of the place was heavily diminished by the warm winds that Vex could be felt through the Force. The imprint of previous Jedi, their experiences, their connection to the Force... it might have been millenia and still, it was around. Such ways for the Force to just remain present strongly in places where other Force Sensitives have been always facinated him... it was just like putting a message saying: "Vex was here"... it was truly amazing.

On top of that, on top of all that feeling through the Force, Vex followed Autume to place where he noticed the paintings... special artwork left there for other generations to contemplate on and even meditate. The carvings were quite interesting and actually left Vexander wondering and trying to figure out if it was possible that what he was looking for was related to these paintings.

When Autume asked what they were thinking... he just proceeded "I... I am here to look for Battle Meditation. I know that Master Jeth was quite experienced in this Force Techinique, connecting himself to other beings into one mind, one objective, one single state... Could it be that it represents himself connecting to others through the Force?"

 

[Aaris Kolden]

OBJECTIVE THREE: HUNT
Tags: Suri Vullen Arash Garshasp

The dragons eyes locked onto Aaris, a sense of fury filled the beast as it took a second to look over this small creature that dared to challenge its majesty. The dragon breathed in deeply and let out a glorious roar which completely dwarfed Aaris' own battle cry. It was enough to send chills down Aaris' spine, knowing he was the brunt of the dragons attention currently. He had a moment of pure awe strike him as the beautifully terrifying creature strutted itself before him.

"COME HERE THEN!" Aaris yelled back, continuing to provoke the beast, cracking his spear against the ground in front of him in an aggressive motion as it made sharp cracking sounds against the ice.

The dragon furrowed its brows and began to lumber towards Aaris with a sense of reckless abandon, its massive legs crashing through the ice and sending water flowing out across the landscape.

As the dragon moved towards Aaris, The blasts from Suri Vullen struck the beast, and unfortunately seemed to cause little damage. Aaris gripped onto his spear tightly with both hands, a sense of concern filling him as he wondered if his spear would have any better luck against the beast.

As the dragon came right for him, it appeared that its intent was to trample him. He dove out of the way as one of the legs smashed the ice he had been standing on, landing him on a platform of free floating ice, but the movement of the ice in the water made him loose his balance and fall onto his knees. Aaris looked up just in time to see the dragons tail coming straight for him. He reached up with both arms, his spear still in his hands. The tail slammed into his armor, wrapping his arms over top the tail as it swung around wildly, flailing him around with it in the air. The Dragon turned its massive head towards him and glared at him, letting out another ear-piercing roar as it grabbed onto Aaris' body with its claws. It brought Aaris close to its face as the commando struggled to try to get free from the grip.

Aaris stopped struggling, looking straight into the eyes of the beast, a sense of fear filling him. He forced himself to let out another warrior cry, however this one was weaker than the first. The beast responded with even greater fury by breathing in deeply and spewing a current of fire through the commando. Inside his armor, he could feel the heat, but he was protected from it for the most part. 'Kriff...' He thought to himself, 'I've got to stop getting burned up like this... I can't seem to keep a cloak to save my life.' His thoughts briefly went back to the star destroyer on Jakku when he had intentionally lit a fuel trap, which had felt very similar to this, as a matter of fact.

The dragon finally ended its brutal roasting and looked back down at Aaris, assuming to see a tasty snack ready to be consumed. There was Aaris, his outer garments still on fire and smoke trailing from his whole body, still in the grip of the claws. Aaris raised his spear with both arms and, with the help of the force, pushed it down into the dragons hand as hard as he could as he let out a groan from the exertion. The spear penetrated the hand, causing the dragon pain. It immediately went to smash Aaris into the ground with its claws, but it smashed right through the ice, making the beast loose it's footing as the whole dragon plummeted into the water with Aaris somewhere underneath it.

 

[Arash Garshasp]

Arash Garshasp, Stellar Centurion
Location: Ice Tundra's of Arkania
Objective Three: We Require more Vespene Gas
Action: Being hunted, taking flying lessons

Spoiler: Equipment

VDS-02 “Bulwark” - Pattern Military Mobility Shield
VCS-01 “Aspis” Pattern Combat Shield
VW-03 Mk II “Apollo” - Pattern Solarized Disruptor Pistol
TTH/TPV-001 “Xiphos” - Pattern Plasmatic Vibrosword
VCP-01 "Hoplon" - Pattern Combat Powersuit
TTH/SIR-001c "Helius" - Pattern Battle Rifle

Interactions: Open

Coughing as he stood back up, Arash took a deep breath before he reached for his weapons that landed near him on the snowy ground. The impact itself shook him a tad, and he was going to check for a concussion afterwards that was without a doubt. And they said I was only going to catch frostbite. His grin stretched across his face as he readied himself once again, his eyes scanned ahead and Arash took off in a sprint. Racing through the snow, his armour propelled him forward and faster, his momentum growing to reach the battle in front of his eyes.

The ferocity on display by the Arkanian Dragon was something else; its tail, wings, and glistening scales brought a certain brutal cold beauty of the likes Arash hadn’t seen before in his travels. The poor soul that had offered itself as a distraction not moments earlier appeared to have bitten more than he could chew. The dragon had fire escaping from its mouth, cascading outwards and onto the armoured person before a valiant effort on his part saved him from becoming dinner.

Arash skidded to a halt as he watched the dragon tumble into the river below and along with the armoured person. He stepped back, careful to watch the ice sheets below his feet unsure of where the dragon would strike next. Arash moved quickly to a part of the ground that he was sure wasn’t just an ice sheet sitting on top of water, doing so he noticed another person running down. Are they hunting together?

“Hey, was that your partner?” Arash asked loudly as the other person drew closer, “I found this dragon first so how about-” A cracking sound broke his train of thought and Arash turned to see a blur of water, scales, ice and claws that swiped downwards onto the ground.

“-”

Arash jumped backwards to avoid a tail slash and kept moving backwards to better position himself. Did the other armoured guy drown? Arash couldn’t do much thinking about the other person as a torrent of flames struck the ground where he last stood on seconds before. The heat of the flames turned the melted water into vapor and Arash held up his Aspis to block the flames that splashed around him. He wasn’t exactly sure how to deal with something far greater in size and deadlier in close quarter combats, but Arash figured now would be the best time to test out some theories. With his Xiphos in hand, he launched himself with the help of his armour power suit to drive himself closer and ducking beneath another tail swipe.

His arm arched forward, his blade aiming for the Dragon’s front leg and with almost equal speeds the dragon lifted it’s leg and Arash’s Xiphos slammed against one of the talons. Sparks erupted and Arash felt his sword arm snap back from the force. The young Thyrsian hadn’t the luxury to act surprised as he sprang out of the way from a clawed attack before lunging himself out of the Dragon’s claws reach.
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|| Aaris Kolden | Suri Vullen ||

 

[Gramani Fey’la]

- ATTENTION TOP SECRET SPYNET DATA -


- MUST PROVIDE DESCRAMBLER CODE TO ACTIVATE SPYNET MISSION DATABASE -

- DESCRAMBLER CODE : 56VHDU367KV54 -

- CODE ENTERED, WELCOME DEPUTY CHIEF, CODENAMED LION KING​

- OPERATIVES: DEPUTY CHIEF GRAMANI FEY'LA___________SPECIAL AGENT DRAGA CALTH'AYE___________AGENT QUINNAS YARE'YL_____AKA: THE BOTHAN BOYS -

Spoiler: TOP SECRET: SPYNET ONLY!!!

BOTHAN BOYS ARE GETTING READY TO BUG OUT AND POP THIS CANDY STAND. WILL ATTEMPT TO EVACUATE SCIENTISTS IF POSSIBLE.

MUST RETRIEVE CLONING FORMULA C4-T6 UNDER FILE NAMED; FTN56429 TO BE RETREIVED IN FULL, NO DUPLICATION, FOR INFORMANT CODENAMED ARMADILLO
IF PROVIDED, INFORMANT WILL REVEAL CORRUPT ALLIANCE SENATORS AND ADDITIONAL INFORMATION TO COMBINE WITH SPYNET'S EXISTING FILES & INTEL ON GA SENATE

BOTHAN HQ WILL PIECE TOGETHER PUZZLE OF UNKNOWN IMPERIAL TROOPS CURRENTLY ENGAGING WITH THE DEPUTY CHIEF & OTHERS AT THE ARKANIAN CLONING LABS

OPERATION ONE: _ FOUR _ FINGER _ DISCOUNT _

- SIA AGENT & DEPUTY CHIEF OF BOTHAN SPYNET, GRAMANI FEY'LA -
Reporting​

LOCATION: Near top of Cloning Labs, entered through Access door on top, currently on highest level, proceeding to move down to lab levels
TAGS: Kalie Alverez Ripley Kühn Bernard of Arca Kenth Berik
OBJECTIVES:

• Acquire & Duplicate Files -
• Get important Formula for the Contact
• Evacuate Scientists and Innocents
• Kill any Imps, if possible

He now looked at the room, full of the scared and frightened scientists. After answering the question offered by one of the fearful scientists, he received many different looks from those in the lab room. Some were full of hope and relief, and some were filled were despair and dread.

He placed his own blaster back in its holster and then looked up to see a young woman. She was definitely not Arkanian, which means she was probably not a scientist even though she dressed as one. He could read through her like a newspaper. Her walk, her actions. She was the only one who immediately thought he was an ally. He guessed at first that she was a representative of some kind. However, he looked at his wristpad and saw the tracker that Quinnas had uploaded to it, showing the other SIA agents. One Agent's tracker dot was placed right in front of his, almost combining with each other on the small screen. He had remembered her name, Kalie Alverez. He imagined she'd look quite different, but he as glad he was wrong. She was definitely beautiful and attractive. And she had a grace about her that him grin inside. The fact that she happened to be human, never really donned on him, and in some ways, it never has....

He stood there, slightly in awe of this young woman as she approached him. He quickly clicked off the tracker on his wrist and lowered his arm back to his waist. He took a step back as she neared him. He didn't go back further and a look of confusion flashed upon his face. She was looking at him, but not his eyes, then what? She approached and he could now see that she had reached to check his injuries. Even though he didn't show it at all, the injury sustained in the shootout a few minutes ago did hurt, but he weathered the pain all the same.

Still in awe somewhat himself, the young human woman spoke to him.

"Are you ok?"

He gave her a slick smile, a very charming one. They didn't have time to be a bit flirtatious, but Gramani couldn't help himself. Especially with this wonderful woman standing in front of him. He responded quickly.

"Yes, I am fine darling", said Fey'la in a handsomely raspy voice, a touch different than usual and just for first impressions. "I've had much worse". He spoke as a jolt a pain sprang up from the leg wound. He let out a small grunt, that only the woman in front of him would hear.

He soon gave her another grin as he looked down at her for a quick second, before losing the grin and jumping back to reality.

The woman had begun to assure the others in the room that they were going to be alright. They were, right?

Gramani immediately realized that the front door was sealed & locked. He could open it with Quin's help, but that might take too long.

Before he could complete his next thought, she turned back towards him and said, rather more directly,

"You do have an escape plan, right?"

He now chuckled a bit and then gave her a reassuring smile, "Yes, of course". "Of course!". He really didn't. He soon turned around and patched into Quinnas.

"Quin, do you copy, this Lion King, over". A few seconds later, the agent's voice surfaced. Quin knew to not unveil too much especially after Gramani had used his codename, which suggested to Quin that he was in the lab room already.

"Aye Lion King, I read you". "Lab secure?"

"Yep, Lab secure, Draga, you there too".

"Yeah Boss, I'm here".

"Alright boys, I made it to the lab, the scientists are safe for now, but these Imps are everywhere". "Objectives complete?"

"Yes sir", said Quin. "You betcha", spoke Draga.

"Good, any Imps?"

Draga spoke first, "Took out 3 so far, these ones are tougher than normal"

"None on the last two levels, sir". "Don't know how many are left, they are not following the typical Imperial flushing out tactics".
Gramani walked to the corner of the room so none of the cheeky scientists could over hear him and hopefully not the gorgeous SIA agent in disguise.

"That's because I don't think they are typical Imps, did you lads notice the unmarked armor and darker color than usual".

"Yeah I did, that's odd, they seemed like Deathies, but these were much tougher"

"Checking database now", said Quinnas. "Yeah nothing comes up, just that these certain troopers have been associated with several other attacks, similar in strategy to this one".

"Hmm interesting, send the boys back at Bothawui what ever you got Quin". "Have them link it to the Byss information, see if they can find a correlation"

"Sir, one of the tingles"

"Yeah, call it a hunch agent".

He turned back over to face the scientists, who had gained even more worry. He attempted to reassure them, "Everyone please, its going to be alright, we'll get you out of here in short order". He looked directly at the SIA Agent, giving her a concerning look, then switched to a confident grin. He had considered revealing her identity to the scientists. Several times in fact over the last 5 minutes. Firstly, for his amusement. Secondly, because he could use her skills as a spy to good use. However, he didn't. He wouldn't reveal her true identity, until if he was forced to do so or after they had escaped the building. Given she had held her cover for this long it wasn't smart to break it now, especially with chances of escape lowering by the minute.

He zoomed his wristpad back to him and got to Draga.

"Draga my friend, you still there"

"Aye, scratch another Imp"

"Good, ok listen, Quin patch on too". Once he did, he began to reveal their final gambit. Probably their only chance for them and the scientists to get the hell out of dodge.

"Alright, Quin". "You go back to the ship, bring it to the 8th floor entrance, we'll meet you there for evac". "Also send an ping alert to the others agents".

"Got it boss, I'll transfer the priority signal to your pad then".

"Good.....WAIT". "Quin, give me the layout of the building, in and out".

"Aight sir", said Quin, who was slightly confused.

Once Gramani looked at the blueprint data on his wrist, he could see the lift shafts, the many floors, and dozens of rooms on each.

Then he saw it, a way out. Directly next to the lab, was one of the old sealed off Cargo Lifts. They had been sealed off with new walls from the first 5 floors, but not from the rest. He had seen a Cargo lift door up on the 7th. From the outline, the wall in the lab was thin and only was 7 inches to the inside of the lift. If he could cut through it, the lift was big enough to carry them all to the 8th, being twice the size of the service lifts. He walked over while he spoke to Draga

"Draga"

"Aye"

"Change of plans again, make your way back to the 6th, take the old abandoned stairwell, doubt they have found it yet".

"But Boss you're on the...."

"I know my friend, just trust me"

"Alright, you know I do"

"Good, meet us in front of the lab vault near the service lift"

"You got it, shall I rig the Jerries on the floors I pass?".

"Haha, Draga you Bothan Bastard, go ahead, the fireworks should fun".

"Haha, I hope", said Draga as he switched off and went to complete the tasks at hand".

Gramani made a serious face once his comm was off as he approached the scientists. "Alright everyone, listen up". "I got us a way out". "I do need a gamma blade cutter though".

One of the eager scientists shouted, "Hey I think I have one in the utility closet".

"Great grab it and bring it to me", "Everyone else, get yourselves ready and don't take too much, it will only slow you down". He walked towards the undercover agent. He gave her a gracious smile.

He gently put his hand on her shoulder and leaned forward. He caught her eyes with his. He had an urge, but he wouldn't indulge it, not now. Instead he would do what he had just planned to do 20 seconds ago in his head.

He spoke to her now, "Don't worry my lady, we'll get everyone out". He winked at her with a mischievous smile upon his face. If she was in fact, the SIA agent, she would recognize that as most spies do, a suspicious statement followed by a wink usually means, "I know who you are".

He did this just to remind her that he was good, very good. And also to encourage her to work with him. She would need to if they had any hope of escaping.

Making his smile more polite as he backed away slightly. He now began to softly remove his hand from her shoulder, and also peered over her. He scanned the room, catching the eyes of the scientists. He was looking to see where possibly it could......AH!

There it was, an Ice box, small enough to hold sealed test tubes. That must be where the formula was. He glanced at it again. If only he was a Jedi, he could sense how much of the formula or how many tubes were in the box. Unfortunately he was not, but, he was still a Bothan. He figured that his ally here, could help him, if she was as good as her reputation suggested. Luckily the scientists were distracted, packing up what they could and what they could carry. It was going to be too much and they would be forced to leave some of it behind. Anyways, Gramani had came for and claimed all that he was tasked to claim. All except the formula. While none of the scientists looked towards himself and the young woman, he leaned in. He hoped she wouldn't punch his jaw, but he wasn't trying to make a move, just help to get the formula. He soon whispered into her ear, "Glad to meet you Agent Alverez". "We don't have much time, I need you to grab a formula that the Scientist Arsik has in a ice box next to the cabinet, over there". He gestured to her as to where it was, but she didn't turn as if she already knew where the box was.

He backed away and gave her a nice smirk that would help in convincing her to help him. He also began to see the other scientist coming over with the gamma blade.

 

[Kalie Alverez]

OBJECTIVE TWO: THE GARDEN OF THE GODS
MISSION CODENAME: FOUR FINGER DISCOUNT
DESIGNATION: UNDERCOVER
CLASSIFICATION: TOP SECRET
ACTIVE AGENT: KALIE ALVEREZ
LOCATION: ARKANIAN LABRATORIES
PRIMARY OBJECTIVES: COPY TOP SECRET DATA FROM ARKANIAN SCIENTISTS UNDETECTED
COVER ALIAS: TRISH - SENATE DELEGATE

Gramani Fey’la Kenth Berik Ripley Kühn Bernard of Arca​

Kalie furrowed her eyes slightly as she could tell the Bothan was trying to hide the pain he was in from her. She wished there was something she could do to help him, but she had nothing that could do the trick. As he reassured her he was fine, she let a slight smile cross her lips, noticing his infatuation with her. As she looked up into his gaze, she felt herself being caught off guard by his eyes... They were so deep, and filled with such a complex blend of personality. She absolutely loved his eyes... she felt as though she could get lost inside of them...

She blinked, pulling herself back from such an unexpected moment with the complete stranger. He said he had a plan for escape, however she quickly realized he would need her help as she intentionally eavesdropped on his side of the comms conversation with what she assumed was the rest of his team. Kalie looked back over her shoulder at the scientists, her mind racing as she thought through the best way to pull her cover without risking backlash from Arsik... The SIA's objective was to maintain good standing with the scientists so that they could continue to utilized their technology for their own benefit. If she wasn't careful, the relationship could go up in smoke, and that would not be received well by the director.

"Kriff..." She whispered under her breath to herself. Whatever she ended up doing, it would put her in a tight spot without much wiggle room.

Suddenly the Bothan looked back at her with what appeared to be a look of concern. She furrowed her eyes at him, as if to say "What?". The look made her nervous. Suddenly he broke out into a confident grin and continued his conversation on comms. She had a suspicion that he might know who she was... There was a good chance that he was SPYNET, and if that was the case... It's possible that he knew she was SIA.

He might even have been sent by the SIA to extract her for all she knew. Still, she would play the cute and innocent card until the cat was out of the bag. The soldier boys always like cute and innocent girls... It really pulls out that whole protective side of them... and she definitely needed protecting...

He finally finished the conversation which she had heard bits and pieces of and came back to address the scientists. She pulled out her wide-eyed innocence, nodding at his direction. Suddenly he walked right up to her with a gorgeous smile, and she tried her best to keep her composure and not smile back at him, knowing it would give her up... she swallowed quietly, locking onto his powerful eyes as he suddenly put his hand on her shoulder and pulled in closely to her face. Her eyes widened at the surprise of how close they suddenly were, to the point that she almost expected a kiss. If he did pull something like that, she would go along with it... she needed him to fight for her, and a kiss never hurt anything.

besides... those eyes! Maybe she wouldn't mind a kiss... It seemed a little strange though, given their circumstances...

@Gramani Fey’la said:
He spoke to her now, "Don't worry my lady, we'll get everyone out". He winked at her with a mischievous smile upon his face. If she was in fact, the SIA agent, she would recognize that as most spies do, a suspicious statement followed by a wink usually means, "I know who you are".

She glared back at him mischievously with fiery daggers in her eyes. She knew it!! He was onto her. He was definitely the real deal. Well... guess the cat is out of the bag. He was most definitely SPYNET. The innocent persona disappeared immediately as she looked at the Bothan...

"How dare you..." She mouthed inaudibly to the fellow spy, shaking her head slowly with a teasing expression on her face. He looked over her shoulder, than pulled himself right up to her ear and whispered to her,

@Gramani Fey’la said:
"Glad to meet you Agent Alverez". "We don't have much time, I need you to grab a formula that the Scientist Arsik has in a ice box next to the cabinet, over there". He gestured to her as to where it was

She giggled softly, then turned her head just enough so that her lips would brush the Bothan's ear as she spoke,

"Oh common, baby! You're late to the game!" She said softly into his ear as she reached into her lab jacket with her hand and quietly revealed the formula that she had already swiped from earlier.

"And if you play nice, we can even share." She whispered in a rather sexy tone. She then pulled away from him slowly, unable to keep a smile off her face.

But then she sighed, sliding the tube back into the pocket and looking back at the door,

"You're going to need my help if we're going to get everyone out of here, aren’t you." She said with a sense of resolution. She looked back at him again, giving a slight shrug. "Guess it's time to end this masquerade."

She looked back at Arsik, who was looking at her with a puzzled expression on his face, presumable due to the apparent flirting she was doing with the Bothan. She walked up to him and gave him a peck on the cheek,

"Baby, there's something you need to know about me." She said, looking in to his eyes with a more stern expression. She had to be careful not to blow everything up too badly... for the sake of future SIA relationship with the Arkanians.

"... I'm Alliance Special Forces... I'm with the Bothan..." She said, looking back at Gramani Fey’la . Arsik's jaw dropped. "We knew the Imperials were planning an attack for months... But I just need you to know..." She placed her hand gently on his cheek, looking assuringly into his eyes, doing what she does best, "...Everything I did was to save you and your friends lives, ok?" Arsik, completely at a loss for words, just nodded at her, unable to respond.

"Great!" She said, patting his cheek a few times with her hand, "Now mommas gonna take the big boy gun this time, ok?" She reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out the bigger blaster, then turned back and walked over to the Bothan, gun raised in the air as she checked it to make sure it was ready to go.

"Lets do this..." She said, looking at him with fire in her eyes, ready to follow the Bothan’s lead. Then she paused,

“I didn’t catch your name...”

 

[Aaris Kolden]

OBJECTIVE THREE: HUNT
Tags: Suri Vullen Arash Garshasp

"Aaris?" the gentle female voice drifted into his subconscious, as if it was a breeze blowing through his mind. Aaris turned towards the voice which came from the open window, behind the curtains... out of view.

"Aaris?" The voice called again. He placed the datapad that was in his hands onto the night stand beside him and pulled himself up to his feet, but struggled for some reason to gain balance. He looked around, confused as to why it was difficult to stand.

"Aaris?" He looked towards the voice again, his brow furrowed at the strange familiarity of the voice, but still being unable to place it. He looked around the warm cottage, with the gentle sunlight and breeze blowing through the open windows. Again, it all felt familiar somehow. He had come here many times in his dreams throughout the years. Aaris knew there was significance to be found, but he had been unable to recall any memories up to this point.

"Aaaarrrrrriiiiiissssssss...." The voice suddenly distorted and grew deeper in tone. Suddenly water began to rush into the cottage through the windows and doors, filling up the room he was in quickly. Aaris attempted to wade through the rising water towards the voice, reaching out with his hand... but the water pushed him back violently... it closed in around him... slowly drowning him...

Suddenly Aaris opened his eyes wide as he regained consciousness. He was underwater and could hear the muffled tumult of sound as the dragon continued to roar and thrash around in the water.

He still had the spear in a death grip in his hands. He immediately began to try to swim upwards, but the weight of the armor was slowing down his progress considerably. He felt the dragons leg as it brushed up against him. Aaris grabbed onto its scales as the leg was quickly pulled up out of the water and slammed down onto the frozen snowscape, out of the water.

As the beast had it's full attention on the other hunter, Aaris took the moment to rip off his helmet and throw it violently away from him, taking in deep breathes and regaining his composure as he looked up with fire in his eyes at the dragon.

Aaris quickly saw an opening as the dragon brought its attention down at the hunter, who was now at its feet. It was turned away from him, showing its back and an opportunity to scale the beast was observed. Aaris began to sprint towards the back and tail of the dragon, leaping onto it and climbing up the scales until he was at the neck of the creature. His presence was not yet noticed fortunately. He braised himself as the dragon brought its head down again towards its feet, desiring to flesh out the hunter below.

The moment was perfect. He let out his warriors cry, using the force to help thrust himself up into the air and down onto the back of its head. As he landed, the dragon roared angrily and raised its head up into the air, trying to see the warrior. Aaris held on tightly with one arm, and with the other, he thrust the spear into one if it's eyes and into its brain. The dragon let out a painful ear piercing scream as it smashed its head against a nearby rock, sending Aaris flying off and into the snow, leaving the spear still protruding from its head.

Although significantly injured, the spear had not gone deep enough to kill the dragon as it lumbered around, focused intently on the pain it was feeling, and beginning to wander away from the two hunters.