Faction [ASK][EOTL/MERCS/IMPERIALS] Subterfuge on Mon Calamari

[TotallyNotADMAccount]

Kelbrac looked at Tiberra with a look of amusement, and blatantly laughed in his face at the notion that the guards would simply back down because a random contractor was frustrated by the situation. As far as he was concerned, until the proper papers were signed and authorized, that’s all the group was, no matter what their claim to the Galactic Alliance might be.

“Oh sonny, you’re definitely young aren’t you? The higher ups have guards like me because they can trust us to follow orders. And my orders aren’t changing until I get the proper clearance codes. You want to try your luck against me, that’s fine, but I don’t think it’ll end up so well for you!” Kelbrac motioned for the other three guards to come closer, blaster-spears at the ready as he shifted his own into one into an at-ready stance.

“I don’t want any trouble here. What’s the issue? All you have to do is go back to the surface and get the correct authorizations. It’s a bit of a journey, yes, but you will get your inspection done sooner than trying to argue with me and the boys here. I suggest you head back to your submarine now, and tell whoever gave you those faulty authorization papers that it was their fault you’re back. I’m sure accommodations for another trip down here can be made.”

Kelbrac gestured directly to Tiberra in front of the rest of the group.

“And I suggest keeping this one at home. Doesn’t seem to have a very diplomatic mindset to me.”\

Tibera Jessen SKR-13 Jegy Sesara Tella Voland

 

[SKR-13]

Unwanted outcome.

Rejection of provided forged documentation made SKR-13 aware of a calculating error. A reminder was set within it's machine-clock to troubleshoot and repair it once the mission is over.

Though this certainly demanded a change in plans. Especially with the final attempt of the mercenary Tibera to outright threaten the Mon Calamari into letting them in falling short.

It was time for Plan B. Always in these things there was a Plan B, and Plan B was always violent.

SKR-13 raised it's head slightly, black optics flickering red briefly as it performed a quick scan of the four guards. In microseconds did it simulate a variety of ways to act to dispose of them.

Kelbrac appeared as the leader, or the one taking charge at the moment at the very least. And while they did ready their blaster-spears, the droid did not think it likely they thought they'd actually see any action down here. After all how often was a secretive underwater facility raided?

It's first target would be Kelbrac. A swift kill with a decent chance to shock the other guards with the surprise of the initial blaster shot. Then methodically whatever other guards until there were none, and hopefully it's companions would not be stunned by the sudden violence to join in to make the job all the more quicker.

Probability of one being able to sound the alarm? Low. Though if they'd manage to get a few blaster shots out it may be enough noise to draw undesired attention... depending on just how sound-proof these walls really are.

"He is just a bit irritated having to make the trip back, it is a long one back to the station. Please forgive his outburst."

SKR-13 lightly spoke in defense of Tibera, an attempt to lower the Mon Calamari's guard and diffuse their aggression before it's chest compartment would suddenly swing open.

"Please accept this in his stead as an apology."

With speed unbefitting of a protocol droid, it's arm reached into to procure a hidden K-16 Bryar Pistol. The muzzle glowing a bright red as it's heatsource was expended to fuel a singular powerful shot aimed dead-center of Kelbrac.

Regardless of a hit or not, it's attempt would be followed by a dash to meet them in unarmed combat. Perhaps if it was quick enough, it could introduce the weak biologics of their flesh to immovable metal.

Tella Voland Tibera Jessen Jegy Sesara TotallyNotADMAccount

 

[Jegy Sesara]

Well this was possibly beyond one of the strangest and for once, not entirely his fault situations he ever got into with diplomacy. Not only did the protocol droid came to the rescue, the droid was actually doing a great job! Well, he considered it doing a great job until the younger male opened his mouth and taunted the Mon Calamari which results in a facepalm with his left hand. Mon Calamarians have a long history of oppression and been always known for their sass in some regard. The Sullustan knew this in nearly every fight he had with one during the Galactic Civil War...it became even more apparent now they had to leave which meant a Plan B was required.

Which the droid did and allowed the Sullustan for the change, to not take full blame for the situation. Though him firing a blaster was the last thing he expected him to do! Standing near one of the Mon Calamari guards, he swift moved his new cybernetic arm in an effort to clock the nearby fish man with a electrical shock from his built in Defibulator Knuckles, having it set to maximum as it would knock the poor soul out if it connected. While he preferred not witnesses, this already has gone FUBAR and they just need to complete their objective as he yelled out.

"The droid has gone mad! Control him!"

He felt like he was trying to somehow save the situation...even though he clearly clocked the Mon Calamarian and hoping that any audio equipment nearby while he hoped the others would attempt to knock around the other Mon Calamari guards as he tried to grab a blaster lance...feeling like it could come in handy soon.

Tella Voland SKR-13 TotallyNotADMAccount Tibera Jessen

 

[Tella Voland]

Everything had seemed to be going relatively well after her invention with the Force and the droid’s quick thinking. Maybe they would actually make it past the first real obstacle on the mission without having to resort to violence or there being some kind of major SNAFU. Tella relaxed. All they had to do was keep their cool, let the droid fake some authorization papers, if the guards still found it suspicious Tella could try to do some more subtle influencing on them to at least maybe let them use the communications array, thereby enabling them to turn it off at the very least without having to fight.

She was just about to do so when, to her horror, one of the mercenaries actually tried to pick a fight with Kelbrac. What in the hell was he doing? Did he think these were some bar thugs? They are elite guards of the Mon Calamarian military? She wanted to shove her hand into her face in frustration. Why? Just why?

Luckily, Kelbrac seemed to take that as a joke, suggesting they just go back to the surface peacefully. Okay, maybe she could still work with th-

And then the droid opened fire on Kelbrac, Jegy moved to sock a guard, and everything went to bantha podoo.

""The droid has gone mad! Control him!""

Thanks Jegy, that's going to help a lot surely as you punch one of the guards! Bloody hell mother, you need to stop sending us on these stealthy missions, we’re not suited for it clearly!

Tella threw out both hands to throw a Force Push at the two guards behind Kelbrac and the one Jegy was dealing with, hopefully knocking them out or at least to the ground so that they could deal with the first two guards comparatively quickly and hopefully quietly.


Jegy Sesara SKR-13 Tibera Jessen

 

[Tibera Jessen]

It was actually a relief to see the melee begin in earnest. It meant that the rest of this merry band was as rowdy and pugnacious as Tibera. When Jegy called out that their droid had gone mad, Tibera couldn't help but smile under their helmet. They were less amused however by one of the Mon Calamarians pointing a spear their way.

Seeing no better solution other than an advance, Tibera made short time closing the gap. That was the problem of spears, they were unwieldy up close. Jessen was hoping this would give them an edge in the fight. They were not thinking about the blaster part of blaster lance.

A blast did strike Tibera on the chest, staggering them, but not piercing their armor. By now though they were able to put a hand on the lance's tip. With a grunt of exertion Timbers yanked on the spear, pulling their opponent forward, where his fishy face would meet thier metal covered forearm. Sending the guard to the ground.

Tibera wasn't sure they'd finished off the guard, but the lance was disarmed. Looking down at the scorch mark on their chest, Jessen gave a short pause.

"The lances have more kick than I thought. That was close." Now was probably not the best time to think about how lucky that was.

Something did come to mind in the middle of the brawl though. That wave of what seemed like air, what was that? It seemed to come from Tella's hand. It must have been the force, that arcane ability that had been a borderline myth to Tibera until moments ago. Best not to make another screw up like this again in front of her...

Jegy Sesara SKR-13 Tella Voland

 

[TotallyNotADMAccount]

Kelbrac had lowered his guard for a moment as the droid moved to apologize. Well, this looked like it was going to end well after all. He began to reach out his hand for whatever the droid was offering when something excruciatingly hot past through his chest. Dumbfounded, he glanced down, feeling weak all of a sudden, to see a smoking black hole where a large portion of his body had been. His armor had been useless against such a powerful charged shot at close range. After decades of fighting, and only a few years from retirement, it seemed his ticket had finally been punched.

In a last, desperate action, he brought the blaster spear up with the remnants of his strength to try to smash the droid who had done him in across the face, but he had no time to see if this worked, as his vision turned dark. All he could think about was his wife, his family, and his three children. He hoped they would not miss their daddy…and soon to be grandpa. His body collapsed to the floor, dead, soon after.

The guard who Jegy punched did not see the situation coming at all, and took the full brunt of the Defibulator knuckles, going down just like his pal Kelbrac, albeit for a much shorter sleep than eternity. The other two guards fell into unconsciousness thanks to Tella and Tibera, but only after one managed to shoot the latter and get disarmed by him. Overall, the team had made relatively little noise that could pass through into the other sections of the base, each section was separated by an airlock after all and the doors were closed. They now stood alone in the main storage area, three unconscious Mon Calamarians and one dead one at their feet, although for how long it remained to be seen. After all, the guards did regular check-ins, and if one was missed, others would come to investigate.

Tella Voland Jegy Sesara SKR-13 Tibera Jessen

 

[SKR-13]

Husband, Father, Grandfather.

All of it would be irrelevant and disregarded data if the droid knew of it, at-least in the context of this mission. Kelbrac was nothing more than just obstacle to overcome, a unwanted variable to be eliminated to see to the success of the mission. His death was just removed him from being a factor of concern to account for in the droid's simulators, his existence promptly disregarded.

Even the man's final act of defiance to smash the droid had been fruitless, the impact of a spear fueled by a dying man's strength having only been successful in scratching and leaving a inward dent on the shiny chrome of it's head. If he had done it from a lower angle, he may have just torn and partially impaired the droid through the damage of several of it's optical sensors.

"Threat eliminated." It chimed out in an obvious statement, it's voice devolving into the flat, deep soulless voice it normally used. It's long silver legs stepping forward to Kelbrac's cold body, servomotors whining as the droid kneeled to to search him. It's looting confined only for an ID and security card if he possessed one to allow for further access into the facility. And once it concluded it's search, whether or not to it's success, it would rise again.

"Three potential unknown variables still remain." It ominously announced, before it swiveled it's head to the three sound sleep bodies of the other guards that Tella, Tiberia, and Jegy had non-lethally taken out. "Probability of them awakening during mission is moderate, likelihood of security stumbling onto them is a hundred percent.

This unit will dispose of them to prevent them for taking arms later on when they are eventually discovered."

It outright stated with no regard for their lives. It's blaster beginning to be lifted to the first of the sleeping bodies, preparing to fire. That is unless someone would object to halt it from executing them.

Jegy Sesara Tibera Jessen Tella Voland

 

[Tibera Jessen]

It made no difference to Tibera if the droid killed the unconscious guards. One of them was already dead, so they were already in deep trouble. It did seem a bit unsporting to not let the guards get a shot in though. Tibera put it out of their mind, and walked over to speak with the rest of their group. The initial plan was shot full of holes now. So, it was time to draw up a new set.

It was foolish of them to try and intimidate the guards, and that much was incredibly clear. They took a huge risk by even trying that, and it could have seriously cost those around them. This thought sat in Tibera's gut like a poison. They had to say something to Tella and Jegy, that much was obvious. So, with head held high in spite of shame, they rejoined their betters.

"First thing I want to say is uh...that wasn't exactly how I wanted that to go." And that was the best that Tibera had? Definitely not the best way to win the bosses over. "I didn't see any other way forward, guess it wasn't the right call."

From here the mercenary would have to walk on a thin rope. The last thing they wanted was to have to step in front of their employer and tell them how they'd failed Tella in the field. Mother dearest would probably have them flayed if anything were to happen on to the girl.

"So do we stick to the plan? Split off and sweep the base?"

 

[Jegy Sesara]

Just as fast as it was started, it had soon ended. This was indeed a damn mess, the idea of stealth has been thrown completely out the window and way more than meant for or noted into. The Sullustan breathed in as he realized what had happened...there was no way to come back from this without it biting them all in the ass. When SKR-13 started to lift his blaster on the announcement that things were to be eliminated, the Sullustan grabbed his blaster quickly on the top, pushing it down gently.

"This has just become a severe problem. I could with some time, make them forget their memories for a day, tie them up...but not now, not with one dead. SKR...just a moment."

There was indeed, a rather large problem also in their own party. Turning his head, there was a bit of an annoyance painted across the Sullustans face. It almost resembled surprise, but its scowl and his eyes turning a much paler color, indicated just how well screwed up Tibera Jessen has made this situation. His footsteps were made to be loud on purpose, for Tella Voland , she could feel the dark side growing, almost as if wrapping its filthy coils around the Sullustans aura. Holding the the blaster lance he had taken earlier, he rather quickly with a swift motion, stabbed it into the person he just socked...right into the throat.

Clank...Clunk...SWIFT, SHULK. Another one was killed that was over Tellas unless she tried to stop him, to give a reason why not to. When he finally got close to one, Tibera Jessen, he stopped right in front of him with the bloody blaster lance. Staring right at him, he gently threw it out towards him and spoke with a bit of grit, annoyance, and repressed anger. Whether he caught it or not, was up to him.

"The way it should have gone...was to use our heads. You kriffed this up...you own up to it. I already cleaned up two of them...take the lance...and kill the last guy. SKR...he don't do it, shoot him dead. This mission just turned into deniability...and a political powder keg. After he is done SKR, unless Tella overrides my words, after retrieval operation, we are to implement a Scorched Planet, No Prisoners policy. No trace is to be left of our existence here and neither does this base need to exist. We fail to do this, other governments may take this as a way to enact a war."

Turning to look at Tella for a moment, he started to sound like the authoritive figure of his past. This was a side she was not...generally seen of him yet. Walking to the side, he went towards the door and grabbed another blaster lance, grinding it against the floor as he looked at the nearby blast doors. This was not something he really wanted to do but it had to be done.

"The plan is still to retrieve the plans but now every individual on this base must die. Place will be rigged to self destruct or I will personally bring it down myself."

 

[Tella Voland]

From the moment she felt the death of one of the guards in the Force, a knot had begun to form in her stomach. She knew, she thought, at that moment what had to be done, even if she found it horrifying, for the greater good. That single outburst that Tibera had escalated so quickly that she had not had any time to do more than react in the quickest way-why, why had she decided to challenge the guard and force the droid into acting? Why could she have not simply kept her damn mouth shut? When Jegy began to summon tendrils of the Dark Side around him, she already knew what his conclusion regarding the inhabitants of the base had to be.

Mother, did you foresee this? Did you know that this was likely to happen? What we would need to do? How could…how could you? I know….I know much has to be sacrificed for what we have planned, for the world we want to build…but…could there not have been a better contingency plan? Another way…?

She winced as Jegy stabbed the two guards to death. Tella did not even look him in the eyes as he laid out what needed to be done, looking downcast and defeated as she did so. She could not go against his logic-anything less than the complete destruction of the base would leave evidence that could be traced back to them eventually. Every single person there had to die…and it looked like the submersible crew they had captured would have to die as well, innocent men and women who were just doing their jobs and were at the wrong place at the wrong time. This could not get out. It could not.

“We…we should take out the communications array as soon as possible…droid…once you are done…handling…the guards…can you get the schematics for this base? We need to make sure they cannot call for reinforcements….” Tella’s voice wavered a bit as she took in what they needed to do. Kill everyone and then take out the base itself once they had acquired what they had come here for and then deal with the submersible’s crew. She just had to make it quick, and she hoped that Jegy, enraged as he was, still had enough mercy in him to end the lives of the Mon Calamarians as quickly and painlessly as possible.

Glancing up, she gave a dark look towards Tibera, her pale blue eyes fixing her for a moment with her mouth moving as if to say something, but she ultimately remained quiet. The woman knew she was responsible, and what was she going to say to her? Oh yeah, no biggie, all of these people are dead because you did not take a few moments to think about how your actions would be ? Sesara had said what needed to be said. She just hoped she was a much better fighter than she was an intimidator, and she hoped her mother would have a talk with her after this whole thing went down, if she had not foreseen it was going to go this way anyway.

All of this for some better shields…Mother…they had better truly save lives…

Jegy Sesara SKR-13 Tibera Jessen

 

[SKR-13]

What a fun little predicament they were in. From murder, to good old fashioned squabbling between organics. Something that never changes, and never gets old. The droid wasn't even bothered by the Sullustan pressing his pistol's barrel downwards as it could already anticipate what was to occur based on his facial expressions. Oh there was dismay written upon it from what SKR-13's sensors could gather as Jegy went to finish off a few of the fishy guards, sending them into a permanent rest before he'd turn to Tiberia. SKR-13's audio receptors picking up every decibel of what the droid identified as scolding mixed in with an order to itself that gave it authorization to lethally dispose of any and all witnesses. Something SKR-13 would never shed a tear over, if it was capable of doing so.

Their perception of the prior killings being an issue was not seen the same way by the droid, but it was the contracted, not the contractor. So it held no need to interject on that part with it's own commentary. The issue of disposing of the last unconscious guard dropped as Jegy regulated the task to Tiberia, the droid lifting it's blaster to indicate it's change of intention.

It spared a few microseconds of it's processing to assess the reaction of the force sensitive Tella. Scans indicated she fell in line with the rest of it's compatriot's feelings, although more regretful and shocked that it had come to this from it's analysis. 'Would the majority of organics ever overcome their dislike of killing?' SKR-13 inquired to it's problem solving program. What it told him was something it already knew.

"Update to parameters received. All non-affiliated subjects will be lethally disposed of." It acknowledged, before stepping back to the data-port upon hearing Tella's request to acquire schematics. It's computer-spike inserted into the socket as it interfaced with the mainframe again, although with hostile intent this time. A layout for the facility wasn't too complicated to retrieve and carried minimal risk of setting off any alarms. It'd take the droid only a few minutes to pull and download the schematics for the base into it's databanks, as well as pull it up on the terminal's interface. "Schematics retrieved. Displaying now." It said as a heads-up to it's companions, taking a step back for them to view the floor-plan for the facility.

Jegy Sesara Tella Voland Tibera Jessen

 

[Tibera Jessen]

The dressing down from Jegy was expected, she had fragged the whole mission after all. What hurt a bit more was that dark look in the young Tella's eyes. They looked furious, yet at the same time hurt. The emotions brought on by the look of those icy blue pits made Tibera wince. It was a confusing mix of alien things that the mercenary was never good at addressing. Feelings like guilt and remorse, only caused her to feel aggression. To fight was the only release that she had now.

Jegy had told Tibera to eliminate the last of the guards, and of course she would do it with delight. One of the soldier's mailed fists clenched tight, ejecting a foot long blade from their forearm. It hummed ominously as Tibera picked up the unconscious Mon Calamarian and with one quick movement it was driven deep into the man's chest. The armor of the guard did little to protect the vital area from the serrated blade, Tibera then dropped the man down with no small about of malice. In Tibera's mind these men were as much to blame for not standing aside, anything to make those strange feelings go away.

"That's the last of the trash taken out..."

As SKR-13 displayed the schematic of the facility, a careful consideration was taken to memorize a direct path to the objective. No more trying to negotiate or skulk around, the direct route was the best bet. One large room ahead, then make a right into a smaller room which lead to the com array. No doubt there would be more of the water-breathers in the way. Vibroblades would be less effective if they all had those blaster lances.

Thinking about that, Tibera took a moment to remove something from her back. It was a rather short looking firearm with a pronounced handle that jutted out from near the front. A distinctive Click-Click came from the weapon as it's handle was pulled. "I'll be on point for the Comms Array, I have a feeling there's going to be a lot more of their friends on the other side of those doors."

 

[Jegy Sesara]

"Indeed we will, memorize the map well."

Moving towards the doors a bit quickly once Tibera had done the execution required, his head would turn as his left hand would give a small glow. Holding it up, his eyes changed color before it started to creek the doors in front of them, twisting a bit hard as the doors would start wrenching out before it became obvious they were destroyed. With all the blaster fire, the dead would have woken up from it and they needed to move fast.

"Move out, eliminate all in this base."

There was a bit of a swift movement as the Sullustans lightsaber would ignite, a staff lightsaber as it shined a bright purple as he started to do battle with all the guards nearby. Whatever was doing to happen, they needed to move out now before it got any worse. Pulling with the Force rather violently from a nearby group, he tried to pull the weapons away before throwing them all back like javillins. Jegy was a large distraction at the moment...however they were going to do it, they needed to do it before a certain someone may accidently destroy the base all on his own!
Tella Voland Tibera Jessen SKR-13

 

[Tella Voland]

Tella had little time to further reflect on the morality of what they were doing or the brutality of Tibera’s kill as Jegy moved to accomplish the objective.

That’s right Tella. That’s right. Focus on the objective. You can’t do anything about it now, get it done as quickly and as cleanly as possible.
You need to get that Comm Array down and you need to do it now or there will be no point to all the death and devastation.

There HAD to be a point to it. She would MAKE one.

As Jegy ripped open all the doors at once in a display of awesome power and tried to pull the weapons from the hands of the guards in the next two rooms, Tella was already on the move, ignoring Tibera’s willingness to take point for now. She had no problems with the woman risking her life doing so, but she needed to KNOW for a fact that the communications array was going to be taken down quickly. As the four guards scrambled to get back their weapons from Jegy’s pull, all of them managing to evade through luck or the will of the Force getting skewered, she ignited her blue lightsaber and charged through the doorway, raising one hand as she did so. Two of the guards immediately began to rise in the air, choking as they did so, while two more retrieved their weapons and began to open fire on Tella as she executed a great display of one-handed Soresu close-in dodges and blocks.

“Tibera! The communications array! Now!”

She would hold the two remaining guards off and hopefully deal with them while Tibera went to take out the comms array and whoever was manning it.

Tibera Jessen SKR-13 Jegy Sesara

 

[TotallyNotADMAccount]

Jegy’s opening attack caught most of the guards in the adjoining two rooms as somewhat of a surprise. They had indeed heard the blaster fire and were moving to investigate, but they had not been prepared for the doors to be destroyed before their very eyes and for their weapons to be flung from their hands and then thrown back at them with such force. Two of the guards in the room to the north unfortunately caught most of the returned weapons in their sector, being skewered by three lances each-blood spattered across the room as they were flung into a nearby console, assuredly mortally wounded if not dead. The two closest to the door immediately took up Teras Kasi fighting stances and moved forward to face Jegy to buy time for their comrades while the two remaining ones retrieved their weapons from the corpses of their comrades and turned around to begin to open fire on him, one taking a moment to slam an alarm button against the door before he did so.

BEEEEEEEEEEEP BEEEEEEEEEEEEEP BEEEEEEEEEEEEEP BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP

The two guards that Tella began choking continued to do so, gasping for air held up by an invisible force they could do nothing against nor even comprehend. After the first few shots of blasterfire were deflected by the silver-haired woman, the remaining two guards dropped into a melee fighting position, moving forward to begin to force her back.

Tibera Jessen SKR-13 Jegy Sesara Tella Voland

 

[Tibera Jessen]

There was no time to think or muse once the doors opened, instinct would be Tibera's guide. She barely heard Tella over the damned alarms going off seemingly everywhere. Kill the comms, that was what they were tasked to do. Simple and plain, the kind of orders Tibera could follow. The armored killer ran through the hallway behind Tella, splitting off as the jedi went to grab the guards. It still stupefied Tibera how these force users could just do things with a wave of their hand. Any more of those show up and they'd be out of a job...

There were two guards on the far side of the room that were still gathering themselves from Tella's sudden intrusion. They were technically secondary to getting into the communication room. It wasn't much of a choice on whether to kill them or not. If they had gills, they had to die. With their weapon leveled at hip height, Tibera gave the trigger a quick squeeze. Within fractions of a second, several balls of highly charged particles left the ACP gun.
Before the loud high pitched whine could even leave the gun one of the soldiers were hit. The man's duraplast chestplate did a good job protecting his chest area, but his arm was hit rather badly. With a sort of sadistic malice, Tibera racked the pump of their blaster, ejecting some sort of cartridge as they did.

The second guard lowered his spear to fire a bolt at Tibera, unfortunately his draw was a little on the slow side. Before the lance was in position a barrage of blue spheres struck the alien along his stomach and lower body. Both guards were now on the ground and looking to be out of the fight. Not the cleanest of kills, but they would do.

Slowly Tibera walked towards the door to the communications array. They checked the cartridges loaded into the side of the blaster, five rounds left. Should be more than enough for the next room, she thought. The door to the comms room opened automatically, inside was something she didn't like seeing, an unarmed piscine individual. Blast, a civvie, that was all the merc needed right now. Tibera started to think about saying something to the unarmed man, then in their head, they could hear Jegy's orders.

"Move out, eliminate all in this base."

So, Tibera pulled the trigger. That was it for whoever that person had been. There was no glory in a kill like that, not against some defenseless fishman. It would take some strong wine and a lot of time to get that out of Tibera's head. Only one thing was left now, disable the communications, complete the objective. Tibera ejected her wrist mounted blades and began to cut anything that looked even remotely like a wire. They let it out, all of it. All the frustration and hate that bubbled up inside during this FUBAR operation. Hate for this mission, hate for the blaring alarm, but most of all hate for themselves.

Jegy Sesara Tella Voland SKR-13

 

[SKR-13]

It seemed it was the time to split up and wipe out this base. The communications array was the priority, and while the droid's calculations placed it with the most secure probability of taking them out, it seemed the two human organics Tiberia and Tella had already taken point in that direction. Thus, it reorganized it's current priority to the elimination of the facility's personnel.

Readying it's blaster pistol, it strode right behind the lightsaber-wielding Jegy towards the northern room. Two of the fish-men already having been slain by the Sullustan who took 'spear-fishing' to a whole new level by skewering them. And although the play to use their weapons against them was effective, the guards reorganized quickly. Recomposing themselves to stand and fight, but not before doing something that'd raise the stakes even higher.

The all too familiar blare of an alarm screaming out across the facility. Probability to a successful mission decreased at that very second, given that most if not all of the facility's inhabitants were well-aware of threats on-board the ship. Not to mention any lock-down procedures of blast-doors and the like that'd slow their movement even further. How fortunate the organics were ahead of it to take the brunt of the expected rush of weapons heading their way now.

"Mission success rate decreased." It loudly stated the obvious to the Sullustan, as if just to annoy him. "Singular upside determined, high likelihood of security personnel sparing the effort of the biological strain of walking by coming to present location." The droid promptly then rose it's pistol towards the two Mon Calamari guards that had decided to try and take on Jegy in melee combat. SKR-13 making dangerously close shots to the Sullustan towards the two guards in an attempt to dispose of them so that he may take out the two shooting from afar, given that the trio of Jegy and the two guards in-front of the droid were blocking a clear line of fire to the other guards.

Jegy Sesara Tella Voland Tibera Jessen