Commonwealth Mission: Search, Retrieve, Establish

[Mr. OOC]

Location: Iskeria
Objective: Secure Research Facility
Allies: Commonwealth and Mercenaries
Enemies: [member="Thraxis"] [member="Cadan Tazi"]

Fire was returned upon his position, and he was forced to duck for cover. Rock made good cover from a blaster so he wasn't overly concerned with his well-being unless they started throwing grenades his way. Those would likely draw arachnid attention, especially if they were detonators. Either way, there were so many enemies on that particular side of the cavern that even he wasn't sure how to go about this. Taking them all out as a one man squad was not going to be possible. If his people could finish fighting their arachnid foes it would make life a lot simpler for him, but they seemed to be having a tougher time of it because most were not equipped for combat as he was. Energy weapons were normally quite effective, after all.

A thought occurred to him. They were in a large chamber made of ice and stone. Meaning that above them were a great many weapons of usefulness. He looked upward, gauging his location in reference to enemy positions, and then poked around a boulder side to open up a round of fire towards Cadan and Thraxis. Both of them were getting too comfortable standing around openly for his liking. It was rather offensive to his efforts to kill both of them, honestly. Though it did make them easier to shoot at.

Once their attention could be diverted, he moved back around and out of site before leaning backwards for a better view above. His little poke around maneuver had largely been a help in confirming enemy positions rather than in causing them harm. Above them all were stalactites and icicles. A very dangerous combination. Aiming his subrepeater towards them, he opened fire, wreaking havoc upon the ceiling above. Mostly it was icicles that would end up falling. More firepower than he had available would be needed to send stalactites raining down upon them. Icicles would do, though. Considering their size in comparison with their targets, it should do nicely to disrupt enemy efforts to secure whatever they were securing.

 

[Xis]

Location: Underground Compound/Command Center
Objective: Fortify and Hold position
Allies: [member="Cadan Tazi"] [member="Thraxis"] [member="Flannigan Mcnash"] [member="Ghorua the Shark"]


Enemies: Commonwealth, [member="Horus"] [member="Phislo Bress"] [member="Corrax Talrus"] [member="Lorraei"]

Dawning his armor once again the rich noble that was Xis was shoved away and the warrior was reborn. Every motion was different, the calm suave nature swapped out for efficiency as the armor was fitted to his body. While the arrogant and cocky attitude was still being retained it was just to cover up Xis’ excitement for the battle to come. It had been a long time since he had met a true foe in combat, ones that could actually force him to use his abilities to their limits. Let’s hope I didn’t get rusty after all this time. Xis thought as he took his first steps into the hall that was busy with people running to and fro to the hanger built into the base. The Black Sun did have a few ships a short jump away waiting for such an occasion but now was not the time to call them.

Looking at his datapad he made his way to the final entry point that had been picked up. He was the only sentient that was moving to this objective. His allies were off doing their own respective jobs, maybe they’d finish up fast enough to help the Falleen if he needed it. Behind him their footsteps heavy were the wardroids armed with their sonic weapons. This engagement would possibly not end well for the invaders as Xis had no intentions of letting them pass till his people were safely in the hanger and prepared to leave.

His appearance was the same as any human when wearing the armor. No one would know him to be a Falleen, even if he relied on only the abilities he had as a Falleen they’d still probably think of him as a jedi. The lightsaber on his belt not helping the situation one bit. “Set up a perimeter. If anyone besides me comes down this hall, kill them.” With that said Xis moved forward.

[member="Cait Falcor"] [member="Zee"]

 

[Ghorua the Shark]

LOCATION: UNDERGROUND BASE, 2nd BREACH
EQUIPMENT: IN BIO
ALLIES NEARBY: [member="Flannigan Mcnash"]
ENEMIES NEARBY: [member="Cait Falcor"], [member="Zee"]
FORCES NEARBY: 10 WARDROIDS (currently engaged), 10 WARDROIDS (with the Shark)

The Hologram of Ghorua nodded sharply, toothy grin once again present on his face. "Will do, boss. Happy huntin'." With that, the blue visage faded, leaving a whirring probe droid behind. The ACS Modular Probe Droid did a neat spin, and hovered towards the orange dot on [member="Xis"]' map.

Ghorua sighed heavily as his hologram disappeared, the probe droid on his end doing the same little spin. The Shark glanced around the armory, noting the various racks of weapons and ammo. Weapons were a much more honorable trade than glitterstim. Personally, the ten-foot Herglic didn't condone the substance, but the production of chemicals wasn't in his jurisdiction. Besides, how else were criminal empires supposed to get their pay?

The Bounty Hunter turned to the ten droids behind him. They were an intimidating sight, to be sure. In his time in the base, Ghorua had designated these ten droids to be his personal guards. The matte-black chassis' of the killing machines shined in the low lighting of the armory. Although most of them, if not all of them, would most likely end up scrapped in the coming conflict, Ghorua had made a point to shine them to perfection. The way blaster fire glinted off their armor in unison was quite terrifying. Ghorua spoke to them curtly, his deep voice bouncing off the walls. "Alright boys. Follow, and blast hostiles."

The Shark heard Flannigan speak to him as the contingent of Black Sun forces made their way to their designated point. Ghorua could only smile at the cyborg's assessment of him. He figured the best response was the honest one. "Don't worry, Flanny. I'm good enough to know to learn ahead of time who I'm working with." The Herglic left it at that.

They were almost at the breach area when he heard the sounds of blasters and sonic rifles. He turned to his Wardoids, and barked out his orders. "Droids one through seven, back up the conflict. Eight through ten, you're with me. We're covering Black Sun personnel extraction." Ghorua went over his comms to three of his probe droids. "Search out the stragglers, boys. Send 'em to me." The last of his probes, Brik, would stay with him. Finally, he comm'd Flannigan, raising his voice over the sound of distant sonic rifles. "Get down here, Mr. Mcnash. You're gonna miss the fun."

Ghorua let a subtle chuckle escape his lips as he peeked a corner. The first Commonwealth soldier he saw would get a taste of the Spinster. And it was delectable.

 

[Allison Martha Iversson]

Location: War Room of No Land Beyond II, Iskeria Orbit
Objective: Support ground forces, standby weapons to engage enemy craft
Allies: Commonwealth and Mercenaries
Enemies: Black Sun


Allison had walked from the ordinance room to the main war room of the No Land Beyond II and took her seat. She had temporarily been assigned to this ship for the operation for the Lord Admiral following Captain Hull as his own ship was currently in dry dock. His command ship was certainly larger than the frigate and destroyer classes she used to serve on before and during the uprising and she noted exactly how long it took to rush from the ordinance bay to the fire control room and got annoyed at the length of the jog. Still she had a job to do.

"Fire control. Load up the explosive head SSTGM's into the ventral launchers. 5 second fuse. Low yield warheads." She said into her commlink as she sat down in the assigned panel in the war room. "Understood ma'am. Loading SSTGM for fire support mission." the ordinance officer responded. "Captain Hull," she spoke into her commlink to hail him, "We have loaded low yield warhead missiles on ventral launchers to support marine assault. Radio out to marine squad commanders to paint targets if orbital bombardment is needed. The warheads are small yield as to avoid major damage to facility but if needed can be hot swapped to anti-armor or high yield. Understand of course that such changes are only made by marine squad commanding officers and approved by gunnery control and yourself or the Lord Admiral."

She tapped a few times on the screen to bring up the powergrid and feed power to the anti-fighter batteries and ion cannon batteries. "Lord Admiral, this is fire control. We have detected no sign of hostile naval presence in the area but there is still the chance of smaller crafts trying to escape the zone of operations. Main Turbo laser anti-ship batteries are offline but anti-fighter guns and ions are active. Requesting orders on engagement of transports and fighters.

[member="Matthias Hull'] [member="Horus"]

 

[Lorraei]

Location: Iskeria
Objective: Secure Research Facility, Third Wave
Allies: Commonwealth and Mercenaries
Enemies: Black Sun Forces

A side long glance was all the leader of Fireteam Black earned from the desert Companion. The man's undisguised distaste for the small group of mercenaries didn't phase Lorraei in the slightest. The caramel skinned Jedi simply ignored the bullet sponge, or Marine as they liked to be called, and turned to the young Mandalorian woman offering her his best smile. He spoke no further on the matter though. He had no more information than she did and any speculation on his part would only serve to confuse their mission later.

The landing ramp dropped and in moments the third wave of the breach had poured out onto the frozen world of Iskeria. Lorraei had managed three whole steps through bitter winds and snow packed ground before he stumbled away from the column of soldiers and mercenaries. A sickening wave of raw malice swelled up from beneath the ice and snow, robbing the Jedi of his ability to breathe for a fleeting instant. A being of terrible power lay in wait beneath the ice, not dark and sinister like the Sith but no less angry about the soldiers that were storming it's lair.

Ray shook his head, dispelling the momentary shock of discovering such a massive presence on a supposedly desolate world. It didn't take Lorraei more than a moment to catch up with the others as the group neared their breach point. He flowed past the Marines of Fireteam Black and came to stand at a sealed door beside [member=Phislo Bress]. He nodded to the Mandalorian once before he turned to the door blocking their path. His voice came out in a low pitch, intended only for the woman beside him, "When it starts, I'll leave the ones with rifles to you and I handle the ones with sabers. Sound fair?"

He flashed a dazzling smile and jammed a security spike into the door control panel. There was a whine as the spike went to work and after a few seconds the control panel spit sparks. The doors opened with a soft hiss. The third wave had breached the facility.

[member="Silara Varis"] [member="Horus"] [member="Xis"] [member="Corrax Talrus"] [member="Maris Jolner"] [member="Flannigan Mcnash"] [member="Thraxis"] [member="Cadan Tazi"] [member="Zee"] [member="Cait Falcor"] [member="Ghorua the Shark"] [member="Tydus Wryeens"]

 

[Zark San Tekka]

Location: Iskeria, One Klick From Second Wave Breach
Objective: Overwatch, Close Fire Support for Task Force Falcor
Allies: Commonwealth + Mercenaries, [member="Horus"] [member="Cait Falcor"] [member="Zee"] [member="Matthias Hull"]
Enemy: Black Sun, [member="Flannigan Mcnash"] [member="Ghorua the Shark"]


There was a sickening feeling of weightlessness as the MARV detached from the MPD's magnetic plating and all of the sudden Lieutenant Isaac Knight was in free fall, along with the rest of his fireteam, the remaining few meters from the treeline to the snow-packed surface of Iskeria. The jolt of impact would have been enough to rip their fifty cal gunner from his platform had not the young Private been strapped into a specially rigged harness. Their tires began to skid and the whole MARV started to fishtail before the driver and Knight's RTO Corporal Deacon finally managed to gain some traction on the icy terrain and they were off towards their objective.

"This is so karked," the private's screams were lost in the howling wind but came in loud and a little too clear over the comm units built into their helmets, "Can anyone explain to me why some of the best trained force recon grunts in the whole karking Commonwealth are in glorified MATT's assaulting a fortified position in the middle of a damn blizzard!"

"Stow that whining, marine," the Lieutenant cut in before he left Isaac with no choice but to report him for cowardice, "Our orders come straight from the top. The second wave called in the big birds and they need the best the No Land Beyond has to offer. I don't know about you, but I'm not gonna be the one to tell the Lord of Admirals himself we don't do windows!"

Triple checking the safety on his MM100, Knight felt the vibrations rumble the MARV moments before he heard the ear splitting roar of the MPDs' engines even over the land vehicle's motor. They were close to their objective, those were the air support birds Falcor had called in. Glancing behind him momentarily, Isaac saw the two other MARVs that had been deployed along with them form up on their flanks. Volunteering to take a squad down himself when the call came through, the rest of Knight's platoon would be arriving in the dropships with the Fourth Wave. But for now, Falcor and her team needed backup.

"No Land Beyond this is Dagger One Actual," Isaac said, his RTO a little preoccupied at the moment, "Approaching AO, weapons hot."

"Contact right!"

Knight barely had time to process before the fifty cal nearly deafened him, kicking up snow and nearly decapitating trees with the force of its rounds as the gunner began tracking towards his target. Blaster fire, scattered at first then increasing, began to pockmark the side of the MARV all around him, and Isaac raised his rifle to lay down suppressing fire. Most of his initial shots went wild, but as he controlled his breathing to counteract some of the worst effects of his spiking adrenaline, a few more practiced bursts finally dropped a wardroid.

"Keep moving! Keep moving!" the Lieutenant screamed, his comm discipline lapsing slightly in the heat of combat, "Assault through! Keep us mobile, and keep that fifty cal up!"

 

[Darth Caecus]

Location: Iskeria
Objective: 2nd Wave, Entering Base from the NE
Allies: Commonwealth- [member="Cait Falcor"] [member="Isaac Knight"] (incoming)
Enemies: Black Sun- War Droid Patrol, MORE BLEEDING WAR DROIDS [member="Ghorua the Shark"] [member="Flannigan Mcnash]

Zee wasn't paying any attention to Cait and the comm-op. She had more pressing concerns. Like the sonic-shot guns leaving medium sized craters every time she tried to stop moving for instance. Or the really disconcerting-as-f*ck high pitched screaming/clicking noises coming from the Droids. Or that they were programed to be far more aggressive than she was used to, rushing in and trying to force their group to fall back in to the outer wall of the compound.

KAPWANG went the sonic shot guns. Snow filled the air.

In fairness, it had been over 500 years since Zee had fought battle droids. And those had nothing on these assholes.

She wished she'd brought more Electro Magnetic Pulse Grenades. Two suddenly seemed grossly inadequate.

Of course, she didn't know about the additional forces moving up on their location. There was no way she could. She was focused on not getting turned in to crimson snow by the enemies she was aware of.

KAPWANG went the sonic shot guns. Snow and blood and something more substantial filled the air. Best not to think about it. Somewhere in the distance, the BOOF BOOF BOOF of a .50 cal echoed.

Ducking behind a broken half wall, part of the buried compound (Ruins. They'd thought they were abandoned ruins. HA. We should have brought more than one squad with us.), Zee unhooked one of the grenades from her belt. Peering up and over her shoulder, she activated it, lobbing it toward the back half of the loose grouping of War Droids. The Droids in the front had already spread out, but the ones in the back had been slowed down behind their friends. She didn't want to risk shorting out their own equipment- they needed that sh*t. But in order to keep their own stuff safe, she knew she wouldn't catch more than the back three droids in the blast.

~*BBZZZT-WONG*~

 

[Cadan Tazi]

Cadan continued to fire towards Maris, althought they flew harmlessly past him. Finally though Thraxis had caught up. "Sounds like every fight we've been in don't it!" Cadan thought back on all the fights they had been in. How many times there were snubbed out of glory by some force useing bastard. "Think we just got ourselves a good ol' firefight." A smile crept over Cadan, his spice and adrenaline flowing through his veins.

It was the second volley that cause Cadan to realise how stupid it was to stand out in the open. The pirate dove behind a small rock and gestured for Thraxis to follow his lead a dive for cover. It would seem that Maris' volley of shots saved Cadan's life, because a few moments after he moved a small icicle fell where he was standing, shattering. More and more began to fall. Some hitting the workers, spider and silk. It was mayhem.

"Get the silk outta 'ere!" Cadan shouted to the workers. They quickly turned tail and fled out gathering the spice, saving as much as they could. Cadan leaped over his rock and charged a few meters towards Maris' postion only to hide behind another rock.

[member="Thraxis"] [member="Maris Jolner"]

 

[Thraxis]

Location: Underground Compound
Objective, Make sure no one gets in
Allies: Jackals, by extension Black Sun
Enemies: Whoever wasn't listed as an Ally

"Dunno 'bout a good one, seems like there is only one guy..." he said, looking around trying to scope out the competition, he could very well be wrong, but from the few blaster shots he saw, he could only count one. With a shrug his arms slowly raised, his hand settling down as the giddiness that rushed over his body began to morph into a collected calmness, the silence before the kill as the hammer bounced, a metal projectile slinging with a bang and then buzz as it headed straight for the boulder, its shell cracking into it, a deep enough denture causing a few cracks to emerge for his cover.

A brow raised as he quickly ducked down, the all to familiar feeling of bullet meeting Phrik rushing over him, he knocked on his armor, his fist clenched as he retorted, "Ha! Gonna need to try harder then that to kill me ya punk ass fu-" he paused for a second, looking above him as his snark quickly receded away, that sound of ice and stone cracking apart the unfamiliar sight as rocks and sickles started to cascade towards him, "Aw crap." he moaned as he quickly activated his boots, his body propelling itself forward and into a nearby rocky wall, a few sickles managing to reach their target, hitting him hard in the back of his left leg before he could make a clean escape.

As his body collided with the rock anger started to creep around, his hand rubbing against his head as he slowly got back up, a sharp and rushing pain going through his leg as he pulled himself up, "Okay... now I will be the first to admit..." he paused for a second, straightening himself up, snapping his leg back and fourth a few times, adjusting to the pain, "Using the environment, that was pretty clever. Gotta give you props for that." he said as he started to crack the rest of his body, a rushed sense of pain colliding over him as he looked back towards the boulder, his fingers still tightly clenched around his guns, "But ya gonna need to be a bit more intuitive then that to kill me." Thraxis retorted, his finger pulling back as another bullet was flung with a bang and buzz, directed towards the boulder, slowly approaching closer and closer, a subrepeater was nothing to scoff about, but neither was Phirik and it should have enough take to last a lot longer then a couple bullets.
[member="Cadan Tazi"] [member="Maris Jolner"]

 

[Mr. OOC]

Location: Iskeria
Objective: Secure Research Facility
Allies: Commonwealth and Mercenaries
Enemies: [member="Thraxis"] [member="Cadan Tazi"]

While his efforts met with desired effects, it wasn't enough to stop at least two from coming towards him. One of them, he noted, was extremely heavily armored and his shots were not doing much to stop him. Assuredly quite annoying, though not something he hadn't encountered before. Mandalorian foes he'd faced wore sturdy armor as well. Sturdy armor indeed but every armor had its weak point and he was confident that he could ultimately find this, if given enough time to do so. What he really needed was support from other forces, if they could, perhaps, finish off with their blasted spider trouble!

Little did he know that while he was busy, a company of Commonwealth marines had entered with their slugthrowers and were proceeding to make short work. Effective and quite good at what they do. This effort freed up Maris' fellow Kaleesh, and they approached to assist him. He directed them to fire upon those that were harvesting in an effort to disrupt their mission. As they fled, he directed his people to sweep around and pursue.

In the short term, he had few options available to him, though he did have an idea. Both foes were approaching him, clearly more aggressive than cautious. Perhaps they believed that they knew all they needed to for dealing with him based on his use of a subrepeater. Given armor mans armor, and speech, it was entirely plausible that this was true. But Maris was a creature of critical thinking and talents, and so drew a glop grenade from his belt. Normally these were reserved for Force users, but they were equally as effective on others.

"Intuition aside, perhaps I only want your capture, not death."

Capture would be good. Finding out what was going on here would be important. He went to pop up to throw, but ducked back down briefly as a blast clipped the rock and nicked side armor on his mask. He grumbled, waited a moment, snapped off a few rounds of suppressing fire, thumbed grenade activation switch, and tossed it at Thraxis, before spinning around rock once more to unload a salvo at Cadan.

 

[Flannigan Mcnash]

Explosive Results

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LOCATION: UNDERGROUND BASE, 2nd BREACH
EQUIPMENT: IN BIO
ALLIES NEARBY: [member="Ghorua the Shark"]
ENEMIES NEARBY: Cait Falcorhttp://starwarsrp.net/user/12322-cait-falcor/, Zeehttp://starwarsrp.net/user/12314-zee/
FORCES NEARBY: 10 WARDROIDS

"Shark." he entered the lengthening hallway, the clip of his feet across the floor burbling into the march of the Droids. "What are we facing?" he moved towards [member="Ghorua the Shark"], he took his vibro-blade in hand and through and through the blade went snicker-snack! As he tested it in the air, it faltered there levelling it in the direction of [member="Cait Falcor"]'s, [member="Zee[/SIZE]"]'s, forces.

"No matter, I know what we'll be facing in a moment. Dust." he moved over to a Droid, withdrawing a set of spheres and placing it along its frame, like large warts the robot suddenly sprouted, they glowed with luminescent light counting down in a low beeping sound that said without saying 'counting down, and once I'm finished everything near me is finished'. "Send another droid ahead, I want this one," and he prodded the one with the lumps with a long sharp finger. "to shadow it. And halt our advance we wouldn't want to get close to this." he commanded the lights from the droids burning a fierce red, like tiny miniature fires behind their eye's they began to charge towards the opposite end.

"Now, before I break every single one of you," he called into the open comlink, and into the speakers of the 2nd breach bouncing his words off the surrounding walls, like a wave it settled there. "do you know who we are?"

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"Beep-bop-boop" the droid duo sprang to life, their mechanical limbs stretching on and towards the open ground carrying their metallic forms up and over rubble and towards their foes, the one with metal spheres covering its form shadowing the other letting it soak the fire like a very big metal sponge.

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Hey, just doing some clarification. I've strapped

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thermal detonators to a Wardroid and sent them your way, deal with it how you will and no pressure from us.

[member="Horus"], [member="Corrax Talrus"], [member="Maris Jolner"], [member="Phislo Bress"], [member="Zee"], [member="Cait Falcor"], [member="Matthias Hull"], [member="Xis"]​

 

[Jaster Awaud]

Tydus had been sitting on this rock for the past hour or so overlooking the Commonwealth send down troops to the surface and concentrate most of his forces. He zoomed in on a landing point of some local marines that had recently landed and making their way to the underground facility. He had been listening to the local radio chatter and had his droids scan on a Wide Band Radio Relay for any charter. It seemed that the Black Suns lead by [member="Xis"] were protecting the facility verse the new power of the Commonwealth. It was probably an up hill battle since they had a much larger force. But Tydus had heard that Commonwealth looked poorly on people who steal weapons, even though it is an abandoned base. He looked to the Droids at his side and issued the Command, "Spin the engine of the fighters, I think our friends up stairs are getting a little bored."

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Hanger Bay, UTC Trade Station, Security Warehouse

Droids walked the flight floor pushing Plasma Torpedoes as well as power droids hooked up to Starfighters. There were a total of 20 within the hanger and the droids there moved to make sure the weapons were loaded and checklist were readied. Overlooking the droids was a Command Droid standing on the Catwalk of a Flight Control room. Behind him were Two Dead men in Black and White Uniforms and a UTC insignia on their shoulders. "Notified, starfighters spinning engiens, suggested time, 30 min."

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[member="Flannigan Mcnash"] [member="Thraxis"] [member="Cadan Tazi"] [member="Ghorua the Shark"]

Tydus then opened up a communication on a well known Black Market Channel only known to criminals. "Any Black Sun Operators, I'd like to speak with your leader please."

 

[Phislo Bress]

Location: Iskeria Facility, Third Breach
Objective: Secure Research Facility, Third Wave
Allies: Commonwealth and Mercenaries
Enemies: Black Sun Forces
Hostiles Nearby: [member="Xis"], War droids

It didn't take Lorraei more than a moment to catch up with the others as the group neared their breach point. He flowed past the Marines of Fireteam Black and came to stand at a sealed door beside Phislo Bress. He nodded to the Mandalorian once before he turned to the door blocking their path. His voice came out in a low pitch, intended only for the woman beside him, "When it starts, I'll leave the ones with rifles to you and I handle the ones with sabers. Sound fair?" He flashed a dazzling smile and jammed a security spike into the door control panel. There was a whine as the spike went to work and after a few seconds the control panel spit sparks. The doors opened with a soft hiss. The third wave had breached the facility.

"Sounds like a plan."Phislo said acknowledging [member="Lorraei"]. The moment that the data spike opened the door Phislo peaked her head around the corner and, seeing nothing immediately, turned left with her rifle drawn. "Clear."

The marines behind them moved into the hallway before Phislo and fanned out behind whatever cover they could find. Phislo took up position on the left side of the room.

 

[Doyle]

Location: Iskeria Orbit
Objective: Orbital Security and Support
Allies: Commonwealth
Enemies: Black Sun

Aboard the No Land Beyound II


"Yes, Lord Admiral." Stokely stepped away from [member="Horus"] , wanting to give him some space and room to strategize while she opened up communication on one of the consoles nearby. "I need an MPD loaded and ready to cover Falcor's position and provide air support as of yesterday!" Stokely had a habit of saying that when she meant right now. She patched through the relative information that was sent in through [member="Cait Falcor"] 's HUD.

Within minutes the dropship was loaded and on it's way down to the surface. One pass was made over Falcor's squadron's position, getting the layout of where their targets were. The second pass was not so peaceful. The MPD began to open fire.

 

[Ryan]

Location: Bridge of No Land Beyond II, Iskeria Orbit
Objective: Space superiority/ Ground Support
Allies: Commonwealth and Mercenaries
Enemies: Black Sun

Falcon's transmission was ghostly, having the combat echoed through out the bridge gave the ship's crew the reality of what their warriors down below were up to their waists in. Very few of the naval personal aboard the ship had seen combat face to face, so they could only imagine the chaos of the battle but for a few harden veterans, it was all but familiar. Captain Hull gritted his teeth at every shot her heard rung out before the transmission was cut and the Lord of Admirals put crew to task.

Matthias received report from his Master Gunner that weapons were at the ready. "Good work Chief Iversson, be on standby!"

"Helmsmen!" The old war dog barked " Course change, heading 345 mark 60! Roll to port 90 degrees!"

"Aye- aye, Captain!.... Course change heading 345 mark 60 with a 90 degree roll to port!" He relayed the orders and went to work.

The 'No Land Beyound' would begin to pitch , yaw and roll into the desired position the Captain wanted. He was lining up the ventral tubes towards the planet, so if the ground forces desired precision orbital strike, they would be in proper to give it out.

"M'Lord Admiral!" Matthias would garnish the attention of his supreme leader "You can relay to ground forces will have orbital strike capabilities in sixty second!"

 

[Horus]

Perspective: Fireteam Black
Location: Iskeria
Objective: Engage OpFor
Allies: Commonwealth / Mercenaries | [member="Phislo Bress"] | [member="Lorraei"] | [member="Corrax Talrus"] |
Enemies: Black Suns | [member="Xis"]

Hadiyya reported over the comm to the CRS No Land Beyond II, her voice would be broadcasted across the deck. It was a thick Uluru accent that struggled to form even the most simple of words in Galactic Basic. The difference between Dean and Hadiyya was that his family had moved from Alexandria to Uluru, but Uluru blood ran through her veins. "We've preached the facility, over."

To the thanks of the mercenaries they were able to easily bypass the security lock, but it wasn't them who took the lead. Dean Letham pressed forward first, his visor snapping from transparent to a dark navy blue. He was in sporting his MM110, then Hadiyya with a MM100, lastly Marguerite with the MM99. Each slughthrower respectively could drop a raging Trandoshan.

Dean raised a palm then indicated right, Marguerite was following closely beside him holding a datapad. The Navy Intelligence Field Agent was proving useful as she gave directions to the command center from the scan readout they had performed days prior. Dean ordered silence with an indication of his fingers. Footsteps were coming their way.

Just as he was about to speak Xis turned the corner followed by his wardroids. "On the droids!" Hadiyya barked. Sentients could make mistakes, they weren't perfect, but droids were computers, they rarely made mistakes. They needed to disable them before the droids mopped them up. Dean opened up with his MM110, each pull of the triggered slammed the rifle hard against his shoulder but it paid off, the 50.cal slugs shredded through the first droid.

 

[Thraxis]

Location: Underground Compound
Objective, Make sure no one gets in
Allies: Jackals, by extension Black Sun
Enemies: Whoever wasn't listed as an Ally

Well, if Thraxis was anything, surprise would be a good word. Most people sought him for death, wanted in over a trillion Galaxies he was, give or take a trillion from that equation. But if he wasn't there for his head, he could at least take solace in that, though a sense of anger washed over him, "Oh what! I ain't good enough to kill! Is that what your saying!" animosity seeping in his every breath as he fired a few more bullets before watching him toss it over, some damnable grenade, a flick of cockiness running across his face as he raised his gun, one more bullet whizzing from the chamber and making impact on what did very much become, a large mistake.

His eyes widened as his left arm braced for impact, covering enough of his body that the globule body coated his arm, rendering it useless until it was set free, he paused for a second, his eyes narrowing as he raised his other gun, "Okay then... gotta give you props... a second time..." he muttered, begrudged that he had to go through a second round of surprises, quickly his boots flared up, his rockets activating a second time as he flew behind one of the rocks, his free hand poking at it with a ginger touch, "Well, it ain't burning. Guess I just gotta make due with what I got..." he said as he pointed to one of the few remaining miners, he was right next to his duffel bag, and that was all he needed, quickly he started to make jagged movements, only to be met in vain, the man to frightened to be focused on what would seem to be erratic movements.

As he sat behind the rock, he aimed his gun over, pulling the trigger a single time, he couldn't provide suppressing fire, but he sure could hope for a lucky shot. As he done so frustration rushed over his body, he could barely load at this rate, he couldn't get into close quarters, he could just hold out for backup.
[member="Cadan Tazi"] [member="Maris Jolner"]

 

[Corrax Talrus]

Location: ​Third Breach Site
​Proximity of: ​{ALLIES: [member="Phislo Bress"] | [member="Lorraei"]} } | {Enemies: [member="Xis"]}

​​Corrax reached into the duffel and pulled out his insulate gear, throwing it on hastily as marines and the other two Merc's on board exited via the ramp. Once his gear was on, he removed the small blaster pistol from the bag and strapped it on his left hip. He then through the rifle sling over his head and arm before dawning his single lens HUD headset. The headset wrapped around behind his head and had a single square lens that covered his left eye when he folded it down. It connected to the scope in the rifle, offering standard or IR. It was a useful tool to have. Lastly, he strapped on a small ordinance pack. Just in case.

He was the last to exit the shuttle, and saw that the two Merc's had discounted him rather quickly as a resource. Fair enough. He watched as the Jedi used a security spike to open the blast doors into the facility. Alright, so he's not totally useless,​ he thought to himself begrudgingly. ​He still dresses funny ... The marines funneled in instantly, following Commander Dean with weapons raised. Seeing the close quarters, Corrax unfolded the stock at set it at position one - a short setting for more compact spaces. Moving in behind the group, he took a standing position on the wall opposite the buckethead. Raising rifle stock to shoulder, he flipped the HUD down over his eye and scanned the hallway, blinking commands to adjust the scope to 2x magnification. He saw with peripheral vision as Dean raised a palm before indicating right, and then ordering silence. It wasn't exactly a needed command, the entire group was silent as it was. Corrax understood the command, however, as a tall armored figure turned the corner flanked by wardroids. The marines opened fire instantly, leaving Corrax only a moment behind them as he fired a high powered blaster shot at the joint between shoulder and right arm on one of the rearmost droids. The flying sparks were satisfying, but not as satisfying as the arm dropping to the floor. The droid spun from the impact, allowing Corrax to loose two more shots in quick succession into the droid's back. The heavy droid fell limply to the facility floor, a shower of sparks accenting the already permeating, acrid smell of burning wires and metal.

 

[Cadan Tazi]

Location: Spider Caverns.
Objective: Gather the Silk.
Allies: Black Sun & Co
Enemies: Maris & Co

The workers were almost evacuated with what silk they could gather, which was good. It meant that there would be some spice to sell for when all this was over. Maybe they hadn't got as much as Xis would have wanted but some is better than none.

Cadan took the shots to his abdoman, a bullet piercing through his armour and puncturing his skin, a small trickle of blood began to flow from the hole. "Motherflecker." Cadan muttered as he ducked behind cover once more. Cadans breaths began to speed up once more, than pain cause his brain to create more adrenaline. This feel was a good feeling, if only there was a drug that could mimic this...

Over the comms came a voice Cadan hadn't heared asking for the leaders of the Black Sun. Maybe this was Cadan chance to get some back up in this damned caves. "Oi this is Cadan 'ere. If you ain't doin' nothin' come down to the spider caverns and give us some back up aye?" Cadan not only send that to Tydus, but he sent it to all Black Sun units in the area.

[member="Thraxis"] [member="Tydus Wryeens"] [member="Maris Jolner"]

 

[Jaster Awaud]

Tydus was a little surprised to hear from [member="Cadan Tazi"], he half expected them all to be dead by now. The Commonwealth had landed a second wave and from the looks of the ground troops were about to proved orbital support. He sat on his rock overlooking the top part of the surface only guessing what the facility itself was like. He tapped on his Coms, "Hello, wonderful to meet you Mr Cadan, if you could please inform your leadership, I will be comencing a bombing run of the surface above your facility, hopefully giving you guys some time to regroup, as payment, I would like your organizations help getting off planet with my goods, thank you, the run will happen in a few minutes."

Tydus looked into the snow, then to the sky, maybe he could bother the people up stairs after he gets a nice run on the ground. Changing channels, he radioed the Droid Commander, "NN-22, how's the prep coming?"

"Preparation are complete, fighter and bombers are ready, return to base as soon as possible." A droids voice came over the Com.

Tydus sighed, he wanted to watch a little longer, but he was the only human pilot who could fly the bomber, should be a bit of fun. He stood up from the rock and began to head back to base.