Bloodied blade

[Dar Moraal]

Dar was flying deeper into sith space in his crap excuse of a transport. That was when he spotted the oviously faster and more efficent ship on his scanners. His bloodlust built inside him and his excitement grew too great. He activated the distress signal hoping the better transport would answer. Under his cloak he fingered his saber in anticipation.

 

[Dar Moraal]

The other ship opened its comm channel "Distressed ship are you in need of assistance" Dar couldn't help but smile under his helmet. "Yes there is some kind of malfunction in the engines and I could use some help"
The chip began the boarding procedure, and as it finished Dar sprinted into their ship and crushed the first few crew members then mauled some more with his saber. He wasn't fast enough to stop them sending a distress beacon however. Dar still enjoyed himself and began to prep his new ship.

 

[Tanith Alde]

DS-772 Blinked with the slightest hint of curiosity as he noticed the blip on the radar "A Distress signal" He explained to Scion-6 His copilot. "We are within our orders if we aid this one" S-6 Responded. "Then let us make it so. Scion-6, bring the ship about, we're aiding this merchant freighter" DS-772 decided.Then The distress signal suddenly ended, suspicious, to say the least. He reached forward pressing the intercom button "Attention All Hands, Make ready for boarding action" He commanded. Throughout the ship the men of Scion Squad followed orders, gathering arms and equipment and manning their assigned stations. The ship swung about and headed in teh direction of the now dead distress beacon

[member="Dar Moraal"]

 

[Dar Moraal]

Dar felt their presence and looked on the radar. Concerning he thought. He procided to deactivate all power on the ship and he slunk into the shadows not even bothering to conceal the bodies.
[member="DS-772"]

 

[Tanith Alde]

"Only One Life Sign...." DS-772 Mumbled as he viewed the scanner's report one more time. "All hands Reporting Boarding kits ready, Awaiting your orders Sir" The Sergeant in charge of the logistics of the squad barked. 772 Armed himself last, selecting a boarding shotgun from the Ship's armory, aswell as his standard secondary weapons. The Dozen men of Scion squad gathered at the airlock. "Boarding Pattern Sacrousant" DS-772 Ordered, and his men fell into positon, the first 4, armed with shotguns as he dropped to a crouch, allowing the remaining troopers to use their rifles to fire over their heads. "If a hostile is sighted, fire to disable. The Sith will want to question this one" He growled, checking his weapons readout one more time. "Scion 2, Open the door, Sion 7 check portable scanners for life signs" The men snapped into action, 2 Opening the door while 7 kept his gaze locked to the scanners as Scion squad moved into the freighter

[member="Dar Moraal"]

 

[Dar Moraal]

Dar sensed them and grinned in anticipation. Still lurking in the shadows he uses the force to hurl the crew's corpses at the squad. He wanted to break their morale before he moves in.
[member="DS-772"]

 

[Tanith Alde]

Scion squad did not even flinch. Scions are the some of the most talented soldiers the One Sith can call upon, handpicked by DS-772 who then trained them to the peak of human perfection, their combat skills are unmatched. Their violent potential is enhanced by the rigid discipline as a result of their training and will carry out any order, regardless of how inhumane it is. Fully prepared to lay down their lives for the imperium Scions are indoctrinated with a sense of obedience and duty that overrides any instinct of personal safety. But what they did do, is notice where the attack came from. The corridor was immediately lit up with the steady barrage of seven blaster rifles and five shotgun. "Target and Deny, forward!" 772 ordered, and the squad took it in turn to provide covering while the other half of the squad advanced, the steady hail of blaster bolts keeping [member="Dar Moraal"] Pinned and unable to move

 

[Dar Moraal]

Dar liked the challenge. Deflecting the first few bolts, he then leaped and flipped behind them which is followed by powerful slashes to their rear.
[member="DS-772"]

 

[Tanith Alde]

(It's a light freightor, theres no ceiling to vault over. These corrirdors are at maximum 2 meters high )

 

[Tanith Alde]

[member="Dar Moraal"]

 

[Dar Moraal]

[member="DS-772"]
(Yeah I jumped and flipped you know how they exessively flipped and twirled in the movies? yeah thats what I just did)

 

[Tanith Alde]

( Yes but you said you jumped behind them and...theres just no physical space for you to actually move through. You have roughly a hundread blaster bolts coming at you if not more during the time it'd take to exit cover , run toward them and jump, and then theres teh fact theres just simply no space. The ceiling is 2 meters heigh, each of the soldiers is roughly 190 CM, you either stay still or you retreat, theres no physical way to accomplish what you described)

 

[Dar Moraal]

[member="DS-772"]
(ah okay defensive stance it is then)
Dar was having a rough time with all the bolts. He was getting tired but refused to let it show. He then began to hurl supply crates at the squad.
(If you see something that I do like that again tell me and I'll fix it!)

 

[Tanith Alde]

(See you said light freightor, and I basically defaulted to Millenium Falcon/Ebon Hawk/Anything in the YT series, if you imagine those in your mind theres simply no space to do what you meant to)

"Evasies!" 772 Barked and the Scions dived away, tucking behind verious alcoves in the corridor or into sideroomes "Countdown to three, switch to Wrist-Rockets, Stun Charge" He said over his helmet comm. " One...Two....Fire!" He order, and the squad moved out from their covered, sending a barrage of stun rockets down the corridor at the rogue sith


[member="Dar Moraal"]

 

[Dar Moraal]

[member="DS-772"]
(Gotcha I'll try to minimize mistakes in the future still a newbie)
He say his predicament and dived down a side corridor, and used the dark to his advantage. He also leaned against the wall and allowed himself a second to revaluate the situation. He was obviously up against an elite military squad but he couldn't recognize their nationality.

 

[Tanith Alde]

"Form a gun line" He ordered and the squad moved into position once again, 6 Kneeling 6 Standing, providing optimal firing solution. He changed to external speakers "Unknown Jedi, This is Major DS-772 of the Imperial Army, I hereby order you to drop your weapon and come out with your hands up. Any attempts at resistance will be met with deadly force" Scion Squad was going to bag themselves a Jedi, a fine prize for any imperial military Unit. The Sith would be pleased.

[member="Dar Moraal"]

(Hey You're Doing fine for the most part, it was just one slip up)

 

[Dar Moraal]

[member="DS-772"]
(Thanks!)
He considered his options, then deciding he didn't have any he complied. But he concealed his saber in a hidden compartment in his cloak.

 

[Tanith Alde]

Guns were pointed at him from various angles as Scion squad closed him. Stun cuffs were produced and his hands were bound. Afterward he was marched back to the Scion's ship, where after being thoroughly searched and stripped off all possessions beside his clothing he was locked in the ships's single holding cell. Scion returned to their original orders and positons and DS-772 Plotted the jump to the nearest Imperial facility. Once the ship landed on planet Scion Squad formed up and marched their prisoner under heavy guard to the faction Headquarters, Where DS-772 Requested to speak to the acting commander of the Facility to facilitiate the prisoner handover.

[member="Isamu Baelor"]

 

[Dar Moraal]

Dar didn't exactly approve of the situation but he decided it was one way to get things done.
[member="Isamu Baelor"]

 

[Dar Moraal]

Dar turned his head to one of his guards and in a deep metallic voice "Exactly what happens to me here on out?"
[member="DS-772"]
[member="Isamu Baelor"]