Really edgy
It had been far too long since Lirka had stepped foot into CIS space, and returning to it now just left her with the sour taste of her weakness when living that past life. They were disgusting, pathetic, creatures. Vermin that festered and grew their hive like a plague, the only comfort to her mind being the undeniable truth of when the Dark would inevitably take their weakness in his warm embrace and end their meaningless little lives.
But, even vermin had their uses. Even if not just as more materials for her laboratories, the CIS covered such a vastness that the resources left squandered and wasted were abundant. And Lirka had deemed it necessary to....acquire some of said materials. Raw resources for the growing war engine at Rhand. And she had gone far to reach such resources, going far, far, from her “home” to the borderlands of the Confederacy. A cold rock they dubbed Vandor.
It’s history or importance mattered little to her, all that did was a measly little settlement they dubbed Fort Yspo. It had seemed like the kind of place she would’ve frequented in a past life, but those days were long-gone now, and only the eternal mission of the Dark mattered now. And as always, the path to success was to be paved with the blood of the weak.
The cargo crate was dark, the only light being the faint glow from the emerald eyes of her Power-Suit, the war droids surrounding her remaining idle for the time being. She grinned under her helmet, she had done a smash-and-grab like this before, each droid equipped with a set of heavy blasters and a grenade launcher left them able to dish out enough destruction to matchup for any quick defense set up by security forces, and the full gaggle of them was more than enough to make any small spaceport like this descend into brief chaos. More than enough for the gang to steal what they wanted.
Slowly, the crate descended into the loading dock. A short bustle of activity outside its steel walls, and with that, Lirka knew it was time to spring into action. The doors to the crate flung open, a storm of red laser fire exploding out to clear anyone unfortunate enough to be in the way. Following suit from the stomping feet of the droids was the armored Goliath that was Lirka, seething with a vile bloodlust, her blade ignited with the roar of plasma. And she knew it was time for slaughter to begin again.
Millu Lee
But, even vermin had their uses. Even if not just as more materials for her laboratories, the CIS covered such a vastness that the resources left squandered and wasted were abundant. And Lirka had deemed it necessary to....acquire some of said materials. Raw resources for the growing war engine at Rhand. And she had gone far to reach such resources, going far, far, from her “home” to the borderlands of the Confederacy. A cold rock they dubbed Vandor.
It’s history or importance mattered little to her, all that did was a measly little settlement they dubbed Fort Yspo. It had seemed like the kind of place she would’ve frequented in a past life, but those days were long-gone now, and only the eternal mission of the Dark mattered now. And as always, the path to success was to be paved with the blood of the weak.
The cargo crate was dark, the only light being the faint glow from the emerald eyes of her Power-Suit, the war droids surrounding her remaining idle for the time being. She grinned under her helmet, she had done a smash-and-grab like this before, each droid equipped with a set of heavy blasters and a grenade launcher left them able to dish out enough destruction to matchup for any quick defense set up by security forces, and the full gaggle of them was more than enough to make any small spaceport like this descend into brief chaos. More than enough for the gang to steal what they wanted.
Slowly, the crate descended into the loading dock. A short bustle of activity outside its steel walls, and with that, Lirka knew it was time to spring into action. The doors to the crate flung open, a storm of red laser fire exploding out to clear anyone unfortunate enough to be in the way. Following suit from the stomping feet of the droids was the armored Goliath that was Lirka, seething with a vile bloodlust, her blade ignited with the roar of plasma. And she knew it was time for slaughter to begin again.
Millu Lee