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Clean Up Crew

Jesta

Special Agent Joker
@[member="Iron Maiden"]

"Alright ladies we got orders and i plan on following them to the letter. No screw ups, we do this carefully and as planned." Jesta announced, walking into the briefing room with a skip in his step. He was as of now up above the planet Coruscant. He normally stayed on his ship the SS Covenant and kept an eye down below as ordered by his officials. His comrades all turned to look at him as he walked to the table and activated the program to run the briefing. "So whats the job exactly Jesta?" Porch asked, polishing his blaster pistol with a rag. The others nodded in curiosity and Jesta laughed. "We have intel that in the god forsaken corner of the republic there are left overs of droid armies that need weeded out. We are the mop up team. Us and the others in the 24 and 39. However, the place is crawling with some unwanted company and this assignment is supposed to be clean. But i wont lie, i like to make things go boom." Jesta told them, bringing up a holographic image of the area. Red dots bleeped around the perimeter and the others simply stared at the image. "As you know we have no commander on this mission, he is currently on another assignment so we will be taking orders from The Iron Maiden on this mission." He told them, bringing up he file on the left. All her stats and information steaming down as if it were cold. "She is our commander as of today, follow her orders as if you were following mine or else she might put a hole in your face besides the one you have." He joked, slipping on his gloves and continuing. Nyra said something next. "Hear shes a tough queen. We should get along great." He ensured with a smirk. Jesta held a finger up at her and shook his head. "Now, now mission first. Make friends later." He told her. She shrugged innocently and Porch spoke next.

"So whats the game plan?" He asked. Putting his gun into its holster. Jesta glanced at him and yawned. "Uhhhh thats undecided. Iron Maiden is our commanding officer therefor she comes up with the plan. However our first objective is to meet her here. At the checkpoint." He said pointing to a large area. "So i guess i be running the squad until we meet with her. Until then we will all discuss a plan once we are all together. She will be bringing her men so please play nicely." Jesta said pulling down her file and leaving the map up. "But Jester, I'm assuming they don't know about your skills as a analyst?" Porch asked. Jester laughed loudly and clapped his hands. "Oh Porch you wonderful idiot you don't need to be an analyst to do a simple mop up assignment. Regardless we will find out soon enough. Everyone gear up, we leave in an hour." He finished, throwing his arms up as if he were being arrested. Turning tail he went back to the elevator on his ship and rode it up to his quarters. Walking to his door it opened automatically with a hiss and Jesta walked into his open closet and undressed himself. Then putting on his military gear he put on his pants and slipped on his metal knee pads. He then put on his black boots and put his mandolorian body armor on and put his cloths over it. His outfit was all black with metal knee and elbow pads and multiple pockets. A hood and the last touch. His fathers mask. He slipped it on and pit his hood over it, his tags wrapped around his neck in case worst came to worse Jesta walked out of his closet and over to the large safe behind is dresser. Putting his eye and paw up to the scanner the safe unlocked and revealed his private armory. He liked to spend his hard earned money on new toys...walking into the armory he scanned the mass amounts of weaponry he had and hummed.


"Ohhhh guns guns guns." He whispered, doing to the very back and opening a black case. The walls consisted of large heavy turrets, rocket launchers, assault rifles, and shot guns. The counters all held knives of all types and shelves held grenades. His black case however is were he kept his favorite babies. His Custom made pistol, medium assault rifle, and his mothers knife. Not to mention his active cammo. Smiling he took his knife and placed it horizontally on his lower spine inside its holster. He then took his pistol and placed it on the right shoulder-blade as if t were a sword. The handle sticking up over his shoulder. Then taking his rifle he put the strap supporter on his other shoulder and walked back out the armory. Slinging the rifle over his shoulder and grabbing a few grenades he headed down to the hanger to his team.
 

Agent Iron Maiden

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@[member="Jesta "]@[member="Makayla Shaw"] @[member="Delila Castillon"] @[member="Anemone Nivalis"]

Sitting in the back of a low flying transport, Iron Maiden was resting the long blaster rifle that she often brought with her on missions between her armoured thighs. Her helmet with its trademark bull horns that extended out of the temples rested beside her. Covered in the insignia of the Golden Companions which included the famous golden tunic she wore over her armor, the Iron Maiden looked like a warrior of the ancient times ready for another epic struggle. Projected before here was the planet Rebaom, uninhabited rim world of the Hapes System. This was to be their venue. The usual light-spirited look she had on her face had been removed and a cold deadpan stare replaced it. Iron Maiden was never in a joking mood on missions, this is where she got her name. The ghostly image of the planet zoomed in and the terrain revealed itself. Wide dunes and peaks of sand spotted the landscape with a few giant monoliths of stone scattered across the area. Similar in landscape to Tattoine but ten-times more unforgiving. Iron Maiden tilted her head and gestured to the side-panel of the transport. The soldier of the Golden Companion nodded and moved to the panel, beginning to press a series of buttons a light glowed from next to Maiden. Her image was then sent to the transports of the other battalions in the Tetan Legions that were accompanying her- Sons of Alderaan and the famous 1st Battalion.

In both their transports the image of a tall, well-muscled and heavily armoured woman with a streak of golden hair that covered half her face would melt into view as the holo-image activated. Iron Maiden, hammer of the republic, appeared before them- her cold proffesional stare was now looking straight at them. "Might be wondering why we are zooming throw an uninhabited speck of sand at the far end of Republic Space." Iron Maiden's strict tone rang out, "Hapes has been repeatedly raided by large mobile forces of mechanized horrors and droid armies. They appear randomly, land and destroy everything. Seems even after the Battle of Coruscant, clanker's armies still roam in the Republic. The government of Hapes as informed the Republic Senate and then they have informed me that the center of this remnant, the hive of droid armies is on Rebaom. Our job, the Tetan Legion's job, is to fly down the hive's throat and rip out its heart. The entire army is powered by some center of energy, and we are going to destroy it." Iron Maiden stood up and put on her horned helmet, the holo-image mimicked her movement. Suddenly the holo-maps present in each of the transports began to move on their own and an image of a immense cliff appeared. The cliff jutted out of the dunes around it and hung over the dunes creating a giant shadow. "This is the checkpoint. We will make land fall here and set up camp. Get your respective Battalions in order and move out. I'll met you there. Over and out."

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Finishing her commands she watched as her own battalion, the Golden Companions, put on their classic golden helmets and prep their weapons. The transport loomed over the cliff-site, the checkpoint. Iron Maiden shouted some orders and the other transport units touched down at the base of the cliff first. Battalion engineers and staff leapt out and began hurriedly to dish out components for encampments and defensive fortifications. Then her own transport touched down into the sand-ridden landscape. Iron Maiden leapt out and with her hands gestured her men to take up their positions and set up immediate watch as the battalion engineers got to work. Growling in her mind she challenged the mechanical beasts that would soon come, "Bring it on clankers. You had better send hell cuz we're bringing it your way."
 

Makayla Shaw

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Makayla was liking her new pistols. Hey were called the S-7 Straight shot. They were just the right size for her hands. She smiled as she thought about when the armorer gave them to her. There were new in the Republic and known for the very accurate blaster shots. She was half in half out in the breifing. but she heard the just. Rouge Droids attacking, their job to end it. The checkpoint was on the edge of the cliff. She was suprised that they were making camp at the edge of the bridge. and there would be alot of people there apparently. She just hoped that Jesta would be there. He was the only one she really trusted.
 
Sophia must have pulled the shortest straw because she somehow or another ended up on a mission with the Army. They were in need of a pilot so here she was flying them to their checkpoint which was a piece of cake. She wasn't the only pilot transporting them out here either there were others. She was however the only one staying to help out where needed. They need her to do recon or something. Didn't matter she was happy to help out and this whole experience would be something new for her. As much as she loved her ships she was up for trying something different it showed her superiors that she was versatile or something.

Touching down on the cliff she unbuckled herself and did a few checks on the transport before exiting herself. She had plenty of fuel for now but if she got a chance she would refuel better to be safe than sorry. Sophia stood out like a sore thumb in her uniform compared to those around her. It didn't bother her really as began to help unload. They sure had a lot of guns and some kinds she had never seen before. Ok, she probably had before in training but never used it before. If she had to use something she would stick with what she knew. This was going to be a very interesting mission indeed.
 

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