Deep Black Sea: Ghost Ship [The Kathol Outback]

[Dax Perl]

Location: Aterka, aboard the OSS Ophidia in the Hangar Bay, heading to Crew Living Quarters
Nearby: [member="Kytra Odran"], [member="Nate the Bounty Hunter"]
DMs: [member="Selka Ventus"], Bryce Bantam

Dax got the message. Droids equaled noise. As Kytra took one path to the crew's living quarter's Dax and company took another. As soon as the young man stepped through the threshold to the large mess hall, the hair on the back of his neck stood on end, the air permeated with a chaotic presence. Had the droids had any amount of instinct they'd have felt it too. A powerful Forcer was here.

Something suddenly struck Dax as odd. The immense quiet. The lack of clamor of men and women on their off-time, which should have been interrupted by the entrance of a Jedi. It was all absent, and in its place an unsettling silence. The silence had been here just as it had been in the hangar. Just as it was in the void of space. The grey walls and furniture lacked the gleaming white of stormtroopers or the black cloth of officer's uniforms. It was all gone.

Dax walked through the room, the clanking of the droid's feet on the floor echoed ominously through the room. Not a single soul aside from Dax's semed to exist here.

 

[The Great Narrator]

ATERKA SYSTEM
OSS OPHIDIA
BOARDERS THUS FAR:
[member="Dax Fyre"] | [member="Kytra Odran"] - Vehicle Storage
[member="Nate the Bounty Hunter"] (and NPC) - Engineering section

Vehicle Storage - As Dax and Kytra walked through the vehicle storage the began to hear "strange" sounds. Faint whispers of human speech, basic cursed and the hum of machinery. As they continued on (4) http://starwarsrp.net/topic/68491-iw-01a-phaedra/?hl=sithsuddenly sprang to life, weapons armed, and blocking them from crew quarters. Locking on to the two intruders then began opening fire!

Engineering section - As Nate and friend began to enter a strange chill was beginning to come over them before long a loud screaming began to fill their helmets as they are attacked by a http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Starweird

[member="John Shepherd"] | [member="Veino Garn"] - You will be lead to a shattered bridge where a half dozen or so terrified human crewman sit at the ships controls. they look like they haven't slept or ate anything in days. Sitting in the captain's chair is a ghost in jedi robes. If asked he will say nothing but the crew will tell you that he needs your help. That have taken you to the ATERKA SYSTEM and ask you silence she who commands the OSS OPHIDIA. that is the only way the spirits about their ship can rest.

 

[Kimiko Taiyou]

Dropping out of hyperspace just out of range of the OSS Ophidia in the Aterka System

The scene before the twin Razers was nothing but pure chaos. The massive battlecruiser was on a collision course with the planet, and it had begun engaging and drawing in many of the smaller sector craft around it. The security forces were fighting a losing battle, easily out-classed. But what could Kimiko do to assist?

She wanted to board the ship as well, assist her friends in stopping what, or who, was on board. But, she saw the peril of the civilians and local secfor, and immediately her decision was made.

"Split the Ophidia down the middle, the Cyaron will keep to port and the Lily White stay starboard. Raise shields to full. Charge all weapons and load whatever missiles we have left into the launchers. Our main targets are the batteries of that ship, we'll take out as many as we can, and attempt to knock out whatever is causing the gravity well around her." she paused in her orders and looked around her at the bridge crew, all of whom seemed to be clinging to her words,"We're going to help those civilians and security ships get away from her. Let's get to it!"

A resounding cheer erupted from the crew as she collapsed into her chair. Chika approached her with a determined smile and nodded approvingly,"That was rather motivating Ma'am."

Ki thanked the woman with her best smile.

The engines rumbled to life and the two ships maneuvered into their positions, preparing for their combined assault on their larger adversary. Kimiko steeled herself and silently prayed for her crew and those of her friends already on board...her thoughts drifting and reaching out to a certain someone...



Cyaron and Lily White moving to engage the OSS Ophidia and attempt to assist the non-combatants

[member="Nate the Bounty Hunter"][member="Bryce Bantam"][member="Selka Ventus"][member="The Great Narrator"]

 

[Dax Perl]

Location: OSS Ophidia, heading to Crew Living Quarters
Nearby: [member="Kytra Odran"], [member="Nate the Bounty Hunter"]
DMs: [member="Selka Ventus"], [member="Bryce Bantam"], [member="The Great Narrator"]

A loud string of expletives flew from Dax's mouth as an explosion filled the room with dust and debris, a fresh hole blown into the durasteel walls of the mess hall. The three security droids snapped to face the the explosion, "Commander! Hostiles, three o'clock, Phaedra-class Anti-Aircr-"
"Just take cover!" Dax yelled, covering his head as he ran to the wall, "Who the phrik uses an anti-aircraft turret INSIDE OF AN AIRCRAFT!"

The feet of the hexapedal monstrosity crashed heavily with the floor, sending shockwaves through the flooor. A second gun could be heard powering up, the auto targeting system reading the organic's heat sognature. Dax dashed towards the first Phaedra his orange saber springing to life. The hum of the second cannon had become a high pitched whine, threatening to reduce Dax to little more than vapor if he didn't find cover. Sliding on his knees Dax sped towards the feet of the first's legs, the saber biting into the joints of the foot, melting and molding the sensitive joints, precenting it from moving. Leaping sideways, out from underneath the 150 ton mass of metal, he barely escaped as the second Phaedra unleashed its fire, tearing through the body of its companion.

 

[Leos Palle]

Location: Aboard the Ophidia, Vehicle Hangar to Crew Quarters
Allies Nearby: [member="Dax Fyre"]

She'd honestly thought that she had her way through when she'd taken down the security droids, but man was she wrong. Before she could make it through the door, four large anti-air droids activated and turned their attention on her, and also Dax, who was approaching from behind. Fighting them seemed inconvceivable, under the circumstances. These were huge beasts of war armed with rockets and a large flechette gun. There was next to no chance of not getting hit by the bits of metal fired by one of those guns, and she didn't really want to get shredded by them anyway. Ultimately that left her with little option.

Having opened the door already with the Force, she could see that these droids were not going to make it into the hall beyond. Not without doing serious damage to the ship and spending the time to do so. Considering she wasn't planning on sticking around the crew quarters, it seemed to her that making a break for it was the best option. Dax seemed more interested in fighting, but then he had more people with him than she had, and getting them all through would be difficult. So back to being the scout.

Dax had raced ahead and was engaging the droids. Kytra reached out with the Force to push the droid nearest her in a manner that turned its cannon away from her and knocked the droid off balance enough to push it into the one next to it. As she did so, she raced towards the door. The droid was still in her way, though, so she bounded to her right, spun off the wall, and maneuvered through the air towards the door. As she did so, she swung her blade at the droids head. Lightsabers were capable of being blocked by deflector shields, and she was surprised to find hers being stopped, which gave her all the more incentive to cut and run, rather than stay and fight. Tiring herself out now would leave her incapable of facing what lay ahead.

"Don't try to fight them! They're shielded!" she called as she landed and slid through the doorway into the hall beyond. "Send the others back and follow me! Not everything can be fought!"

With that, she'd turn and start heading down the hall. She wanted no part of shielded droids like that. They weren't little droidekas, they were 160 ton monsters. No thanks.

[member="The Great Narrator"] [member="Bryce Bantam"] [member="Selka Ventus"]

 

[Dax Perl]

Location: Aboard the OSS Ophidia heading to the Crew Quarters
Nearby: [member="Kytra Odran"], [member="Nate the Bounty Hunter"]
DMs: [member="Bryce Bantam"], [member="Selka Ventus"], [member="The Great Narrator"]

As the first of the titanic droids sputtered flames and crashed to the ground, the other readied another shot as the other two Kytra had been dealing with stabalized themselves. "Not everything can be fought!" Dax swore, gazing at the hexapedal monsters before him. The woman was right. He doubted that trick he'd just pulled would work twice. "On me!" he commanded the three security droids as he began to run in pursuit of the other Padawan.

The Phaedra unleashed yet another barrage of deadly fire, tearing a gaping hole through the floor where Dax and the droids had just been standing, only a second before. The two others were preparing the next volley. In no way, shape, or form could the three metallic spiders be stopped at this rate.

 

[Nate Phantoms]

Aboard the Ophidia, moving through the Engineering sector to crew quarters.
Allies: [member="Dax Fyre"], [member="Kimiko"], [member="Bryce Bantam"], [member="Kytra Odran"]

Their steps echoed down the pristine corridor, nothing out of place, not even the slightest scuff on the damn floor. Headlamps illuminated the path before them, his black armor a siloute in their silver surroundings. Mara looked like a street light on Coruscant in her metallic silver and royal purple armor, which he had come to agree, that her silver visor was pretty bad-ass.

Stopping at a corner, he peeked around the corner, memories of his last encounter in space, with hundreds of soul eating sithspawns...he'd have to mention it to Bryce one of these days, if the young man wasn't too busy with all his other things. "This is so disturbing... No blood, not even a goddamn scratch!" Mara's voice was muffled by her helmet, but he read her loud and clear in his cool channel, having turn down the volume significantly to prevent another near deaf experience. Shrugging in response, e would hold up a fist, the sign for 'hold here'. A familiar sound reached his ears a few seconds later, was it... AA guns? Frowning, he would turn his head, the feedback he was getting reminded him of a scream; one that he had just recently got out of his head...

"Run." Turning around, he dragged Mara along with him, bolting down the corridors. Her voice rang out, asking what exactly was going on, but upon turning a corner, her question was answered as they came face-to-face with another Starweird. Putting himself in front of her, he struck out at the creature, his hands coming short, but the Force did what he couldn't. A blast of energy would plow into the creature, it's screech cut off long enough for the duo to sprint down the hallway. Luckily, they were now making much better time, their destination only a few corridors down. Unfortunately, the Starweird wasn't having that. Appearing before them with its horrible screeching, it began to sail at him, its claws just leaving scratches on his new armor. "Damn it queen. How many more of you do I have to get rid of?!?" No longer very affected by the scream, he called forth his rage, pulling out his filter, and it came rolling in like a red tide. Picturing arms grabbing hold of the creature, he would hoist it up, then with a simple thought, the creature was torn in two, again no visible signs of the beasts presence.

Upon making sure Mara was still functioning, he would trek on, her smaller frame leaning against his much larger one as he supported her weight.

 

[The Great Narrator]

ATERKA SYSTEM
OSS OPHIDIA
BOARDERS THUS FAR:
[member="Dax Fyre"] | [member="Kytra Odran"] - Crew section
[member="Nate the Bounty Hunter"] (and NPC) - Engineering section

Dax and Kytra will be able to successfully escape from the marauding AA vehicles. As you enter the crew quarters you are greeted with the smells of stale sweat and unine. The air is thick with the smell of palpable fear. Lights in the section are working but the flicker on and off creating dizzying patterns in the halls. Your eyes seem to be playing tricks on you, as shadows appear move on their own, but that can't be happening, right? Ask the http://starwarsrp.net/topic/29063-the-withered-smoke/?hl=witheredwho are surrounding you, they will know for sure.

Nate with that thing handled you need to find a way out of the repressurized engineering section. Look around there are two ways out, one to the pressurized combat crew quarters, the other to the detention center. Both sound like fun choices right!

[member="Kimiko"] - Your two corvettes are in position and trying to slow the massive battleship but it does not appear to be enough. While the ship is slowing your calculations will show you are only buying the planet some extra time before impact.

 

[Dax Perl]

Location: OSS Ophidia, in the Crew Living Section, heading to Officer's Row
Nearby: [member="Kytra Odran"], [member="Nate the Bounty Hunter"]
DMs: [member="Bryce Bantam"], [member="Selka Ventus"], [member="The Great Narrator"]

A second explosion went off to the right of Dax and the droids. The exit from the Vehicle Storage was just ahead, a durasteel-reenforced blast door. A final burst of energy jolted through Dax propelling him forward even faster. The door slid open and Dax immediately took cover behind the wall, the other three droids following suit. He would wait for Kytra before sealing off the Storage. Hopefully the doors would hold.

He feared that the woman wouldn't make it. The lights flickered with every vibration from the Phaedra's massive footsteps. A chill had settled over the man, unsettling him.

 

[Nate Phantoms]

Aboard the Ophidia, now in the detention center
Allies: [member="Dax Fyre"] and [member="Kytra Odran"], [member="Kimiko"], [member="Bryce Bantam"]
Load-out: Saber staff, a miniature wrist fired rocket, and a great rifle.


After making their way up to the Detention Center, Mara had to stop and take a rest, as she'd nearly fainted and fallen. Setting her down against the wall, he gently removed her helmet, only to find that her eyes were full of terror. "N-nate.... I'm starting to question why we're here... the thing you're so desperately trying to kill gives me the creeps." Her voice broke, and he knew that everyone had their limits. But damn, this girl was tough, most would've pissed them selves at the thought of boarding a ship set on course to collide with the planet, and having a psychotic ghost witch manning the helm? That took guts.

Not being much of a motivational speaker, he just stood slowly, his gold visor reflecting the minimal light present. Silence would have been much better, but instead you could hear whispers, faint tales that made the hair on your neck rise and make you so paranoid that you couldn't move without having your back against a wall. It was intentional, the few people on the ship were on edge,and the fact that the ship could probably tear in half or explode did not help on the slightest. "Yeah... but the sooner I put a bullet in it's head the sooner we can get back home." Pulling her up, he held out her helmet, before the duo began the trek through the Detention center.

Yet again, everything was pristine, gleaming floors and bright lights greeted them every turn. Even though, a ominous shadow looked over them, deep dark intentions were manifesting in the corners, as if a demon was waiting, watching. Passing a open jail cell, the duo had chills run up their spines, like someone or thing had passed through them, as if it was trying to posses them. "Okay...Nate we really need to get out of here, I have a killer migraine and have this feeling that I'm being watched." With that, the double their pace, only stopping if Mara felt ill.

 

[Leos Palle]

Location: The Ophidia, Crew Quarters to Officers Row
Allies: [member="Dax Fyre"]

It would seem that Dax had forgotten that Kytra was already ahead of him. In the head of battle it was easy to lose track of locations, though. With a bunch of gigantic war droids trying to crush your skull or blow your innards across the wall, it was even easier. That said, she was a little mentally preoccupied with what she was seeing at the moment, which was a bunch of very strange beings using the Force to fold in on themselves and disappear, only to unfurl at a new location, seemingly closer to her every time. This was, without a doubt, the oddest trip she'd ever been on in her life. She was going to have to ask the chef what he'd put in her food after this one.

"I swear they might as well call me Ghostbuster from now on."

She had no idea what these things were, but they were definitely different from the creature she'd faced on the Farstrider. They were just as ghastly looking, but they didn't move except in the odd folding and unfolding. She could feel the Force flowing about them whenever they did this. It disturbed her, and chills ran up and down her spine, causing a shiver. They were definitely ghostly, though. She'd used the Force to beat the last creature, so she opted for the same here. Drawing on the lightside, she reached out to the nearest one and afflicted it with deadened senses to the point where it would no longer find itself able to draw upon its ability to move. It was akin to having the ability to think stripped away.

Nearly instantly, the remaining creatures began to fold away from her. She didn't understand why this was, but she wasn't going to argue. Unbeknownst to her, these creatures had an aversion to the lightside. Strong displays of its usage would often push them away. If she knew how to use Force Light she could kill them, but she wasn't near that level of capability, and she had no idea whatsoever how to use that. She did know a good thing when she saw it, though, and started running down the hall.

"Move quickly and follow! I don't know when they'll come back!"

She raced down the long corridor and burst through the bulkhead opening into the officer's row area. They were making progress. Two more areas and they'd be able to reach the command decks. There they might find the answers they were looking for. Provided Dax moved quickly and didn't get eaten by whatever the ghost things were.

[member="Selka Ventus"], [member="Bryce Bantam"], [member="The Great Narrator"]

 

[John Shepherd]

Listening to the ghosts his hands on his ship he looked around the bridge seeing all the consoles and the other ghosts there looking back the man in the captains chair, thinking about what he should do, obviously if he left they would keep following him and possibly kill him but if he helped he could die with this damaged old rust bucket, thinking more about it he glanced around at the ghost.

"Can this thing fly? Or can you pilot it and touch it and all and get it to work? Because if so then I think I can get this to work, tell me what is damaged and I can get some of you fixing it and get the major systems back before we jump to get that piece of crap."

He glanced around at the crew his eyebrow raised in question, hoping... no praying that hey could still manage that one task in death. To save them and himself he hoped they could. Looking back down at the Jedi ghost in the captains chair his hands still not moved from his hips. Almost forgetting about his friend he looks back to see if @Vieno Garn has moved from the ship yet or is still somewhere in the Katana or in the ship somewhere looking for him or for some type of supplies or something else.

[member="The Great Narrator"] | [member="Bryce Bantam"] | [member="Selka Ventus"]

 

[Dax Perl]

Location: OSS Ophidia Crew Quarter's to Officer's Row
Nearby: [member="Kytra Odran"], [member="Nate the Bounty Hunter"]
DMs: [member="Bryce Bantam"], [member="Selka Ventus"], [member="The Great Narrator"]

Kytra's voice sounded from behind the young man, "Move quickly" Dax's head snapped towards the sound of her voice, utterly confused as to how she wound up in front of him. "Sir, I reccomend we follow Kytra Odran's reccomendation."
"Get moving then."

One by one the three droids took off after the woman. Dax began to move witb them, taking a few steps backwards, facing the entrance to make sure they had no unwanted surprises following them. Satisfied he turned to face forward, instantly stopping. With in a hairs breadth in front of him stood another appartion. One of smoke and death. A moment of frozen shock and terror kept the young man in place as the thing leaned closer, as if to kiss him. Oddly enough it was the very thought of something as disgusting as this kissing him that jolted him to his senses. Pushing the creature with the Force, the weightless apparition flew backwards down the hall disappearing in smoke.

"Great...another ghost..." the man muttered to himself before takig off after Kytra.

 

[The Great Narrator]

ATERKA SYSTEM
OSS OPHIDIA
BOARDERS THUS FAR:
[member="Dax Fyre"] | [member="Kytra Odran"] - Crew section
[member="Nate the Bounty Hunter"] (and NPC) - Detention center

Dax and Kytra after successfully avoiding the giant AA walkers now find they have gone from the frying pan into the fire as the http://starwarsrp.net/topic/29063-the-withered-smoke/?hl=withered circle them, up a flight of stairs and ahead is a door marked Officers row, would they find safety there?

Nate after escaping engineering you have now entered a world that makes the grown men soil their big boy pants, the corpes of all who died onboard seem to be stacked up with firewood while http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Sith_undead feed on them like a demonic picnic. All in all looks like great fun! Best head to the exit on the other side marked Officers row, hopefully, the undead will let you pass...

[member="John Shepherd"] - The ship did move, you are in the same sector as the Ophidia, it is now looking large on the bridge monitor you are on and the ghost captain is pointing to it.

 

[Nate Phantoms]

Aboard the Ophidia, Officers Row
Load-out: a big can of Whup-ass.


As they neared the end of the detention center, the sinister presence was overwhelming, luckily, the stench of rot and decay was masked by their helmets. Headlamps illuminated a path down the corridor, and he would stop abruptly, looking down at the floor. Mara, bewildered, opened her mouth to speak, but it instantly shut.

At their feet was a indistinguishable corpse, the body nearly just a lump of red mush. Blood pooled around he body, bloody tracks surrounding them. He wasn't scared of much, hell he wasn't scared of anything. But a half eaten corpse with Foot marks around it? That made him rethink things. Poor Mara on the other hand was struggling not the vomit, her breaths ragged as she turned away, at the brink of tears as she feared for her life.

A soft clang could be heard, and both froze, Nate switching to infrared after killing his lights. The only sound was his racing pulse, as if these things were really fucking zombies, this could be his end. In normal circumstances, he would have stayed in the Engineering Section and blown up the main reactor, flying away safely. But this was far from normal. Taking a small step forward, he would keep his sight trained on the opening before him, the darkness reaching out. Mara had risen, now only a few feet behind him. His back against the corner, hey gave a silent prayer to whoever was up above, before taking a deep breath and pushing on through the opening.

The sight before them was horrifying. Bodies, both dead and alive littered the floor, blood and disembodied limbs thrown into the mix. His pulse skyrocketed, his breathing now silent. Behind him, Mara made a grave mistake; upon seeing the mess before her, she emitted a soft scream of terror, her hand going to her mouth. Instantly, all heads snapped to face them, mutilated faces peering through the darkness. Frozen, he let out a string of curse words mentally, as he knew that the chances of him making it out were slim.

Now weeping softly, Mara choked back a sob, her attempts to remain silent futile. Now the undead were awake, dozens upon dozens rising, all locked onto the duo as they began to charge.

Time slowed down, his life unfolding like a school-girl note before his eyes. First, his family was slaughtered... then his master, his future wife... and now he wouldn't be able to return to... Her. What about his plans for the future? His loved ones would be left alone, nlonger having him beside them.

Turning on his headlamps, he tightened his finger around the trigger, blowing through his clip like it was nothing... and it was. More swarmed him, Mara no longer holding back her tears as she shot from behind him, giving him just enough time to reload. More shots, his targets falling, only to get trampled by the dozen taking their place. Some got too close, only pushing them father back against the wall, his empty shells lining the floor as two more magazines soon joined them. Smashing ones skull with the butt of his gun, he called out to Mara, who was right beside him, the flash from her rifle casting her shadow. "Mara... I'm.. I'm sorry that I brought you into this... we.. You would've been safe on the ship..." He was running low on ammunition, the onslaught of undead never to end. He heard her sniffles, before she replied softly. "No...No it's fine. I wouldn't be able to live knowing that I could've helped you... but at least I'll die honorably..." during her speech, she managed to tear off her necklace, the one she always kept around her neck. "Nate... I need you to tell my family.... That I love them." That caught his attention, and he turned worried by her words, but he never got the chance, as she had ran to him, slipping the necklace onto his wrist. Not being able to comprehend what was happening, the undead converged on the duo, one growling as it clawed at him. Shoving his shoulder into the things gut, he would flip it over him, sending a few rounds into its skull before turning and punching another in the face. That was when he saw the charges, she had dropped about four at her feet, and in such a confined space, the result would be catastrophic. Lying beside them was her helmet, and he looked up to see her mouth one word.

Run.

With a heavy heart, he took off, switching to his sabers and blindly hacking away as he rises for the door. The sounds of blaster fire behind him, Mara's voice now more determined. Finally reaching the door, he turned back, only to see a heard of the undead storm over her, her blaster fire cut off for a few seconds, but then... she hit the fuse.

Running away as fast he could, he looked down at his bloody hand, a simple chain coiled up within, now the only thing he had to remember his long time partner, his close friend. Gone.
The weight soon overpowered him, and he stopped running, falling to his knees, tears trying to push forth. All the losses, all the funerals, the names. It was too much, it pushed him past his breaking point, and he let the pain and sorrow flood out, no longer holding back the tears. Removing his helmet, he cried out, the sound echoing around him. Closing his eyes, he gave a pitiful sob, as maybe this was all just a bad dream, and maybe once he woke up it'd all be better... but he knew it wasn't ever going to be, that this was reality.

Standing slowly, he would clip the necklace around his neck, the pendant tucked away, his hands reaching out to pick up his helmet. If anyone was going to end this, it was going to be him, no matter the cost. He refused to let them all die in vain, someone had to carry on their wishes.

[member="Bryce Bantam"], [member="Dax Fyre"], [member="Kytra Odran"]

 

[John Shepherd]

Location: ​OSS Righteous Fury
DMs: [member="The Great Narrator"] | [member="Bryce Bantam"] | [member="Selka Ventus"]
Nearby: [member="Veino Garn"]

Nodding seeing that it can, definitely fly he looked at the crew realizing these ones weren't ghost they were just as close to it as they could be for someone alive. He knew they needed to see if the guns could still shoot or if these people could fix it, they would need to start slapping the OSS Opidia if they wanted any chance to get rid of her captain and hopefully distract the people that were in the sector before he jumped out. Seeing the ghost had stood up he took the captains chair looking at them all. "First things first, if the guns are operational, fire at will, if not, I want a team down their to fix them, and if you can't do that don't move and just get us in closer to help distract the good fellows on the inside of that terror of a ship." Leaning his whole body his right elbow on the arm rest his left hand on the corner of the rest looking outside scanning the ship and the space around him waiting for any signs of movement from the space outside, and within.

 

[Dax Perl]

Location: OSS Ophidia Crews Quarter's, entering the Officer's Row
Nearby: [member="Kytra Odran"], [member="Nate the Bounty Hunter"]
DMs: [member="Bryce Bantam"], [member="Selka Ventus"], [member="The Great Narrator"]

Dax walked quickly, catching up to the four figures ahead of him, the lights flickering as he passed them. "There's the door. Lets hurry up, cause I'm not waiting around for our friends to come back." he said hastily, a sense of unease descending upon the two organics like a thick curtain. Dax peered over his shoulder and would've sworn to having seen a Withered Smoke blink out of existence. A shudder went down the young man's spine as he gripped his saber in a white knuckle grip, despite it being ineffectual on the ghostly creatures.

The door was just ahead of them now. With a [i[hiss[/i] the metallic constructs slid open revealing the Officer's Row and hopefully some semblance or another of safety. Anything had to be better than those blasted things. Or the AA guns...or the Starweirds...this whole mission was a nightmare. At first he'd thought that stumbling upon the Ophidia had been a stroke of luck. The Starweird had certainly bode ill of whatever was on the derelict cruiser. But guessing the right system to jump to and chase it, and boarding the cursed vessel. The was certainly a stroke of luck, just not the good kind.

 

[Leos Palle]

Location: Aboard the Ophidia entering Officers Row
Allies: [member="Dax Fyre"]
DM: [member="The Great Narrator"] and [member="Selka Ventus"]

They ascended the stairs with the ghostly apparitions all around them once again. One got in her way and she swung her yellow Saber at it, dispatching it. Apparently these creatures didn't like to have the Force used around them and weren't a fan of lightsabers. That was good to know in case they happened to encounter them again further down the road. Considering her lucky with the ghostly sort it seemed likely.

"They'll probably follow us until they lose sight of us. I don't know if they can track through the Force but they're using it to get around so it's a possibility."

Not a possibility that she enjoyed, but it was a possibility l. They went through the door into officers row and she stopped to wait for him to come through before she closed the door behind them and jammed it with a subtle application of her telekinetic prowess inside of the locking mechanism. The door wasn't going to budge for the time being, which, at least theoretically, bought them some time to get away.

She started down the hall, heading deeper into the ship with her yellow lightsaber still active as a guide. Considering they'd been accosted at nearly every turn she wanted to be ready for whatever the officers quarters might decide to throw at them. It was sure to be something spooky if there was anything. A shiver ran down her spine again, but she pressed forward. No point in giving in to cold chills. She'd defeated enough ghosts to not be afraid of them anymore.

 

[Dax Perl]

Location: OSS Ophidia the Officer's Row, heading to the Systems Control
Nearby: [member="Kytra Odran"], [member="Nate the Bounty Hunter"]
DMs: [member="Bryce Bantam"], [member="The Great Narrator"], [member="Selka Ventus"]

Dax's own saber sprang to life with a deep rumble and a brief scream, the golden orange blade casting a ghostly glow upon his face, already angular face seemingly skeletal now. Kytra just proved that these things didn't like light or lightsabers. Which meant his favorite tool wasn't completely useless. However, he reckoned that blasters, and by extension his deoids, would be ineffectual against anything else they faced upon this ship. "Head back to the Dawn. Take an alternate route. And make sure everything is ready in case we gotta make a fast exit."
"Yes sir"
The three droids clanked away leaving the two humans walking the Officer's Row in the quiet, the only sound the rubber soles of boots contacting the durasteel floors, and the hum of their lightsabers.
"You can feel that right?" he asked of the woman, meaning the strong Force presence emminating fron the brudge of the ship.

 

[Ashin Varanin]

@Kimiko@Dax Fyre[member="Kytra Odran"][member="Nate the Bounty Hunter"][member="The Great Narrator"][member="John Shepherd"][member="Veino Garn"][member="Aeshi Tillian"][member="Aerin Kath"]

By now, enough time had elapsed so that Underground assets could pour into the Aterka system from across the sector. Some Undergrounders remained in ships, such as the haunted Wyyrlok or their own frigates. Others had boarded and fought their way to the command decks.

The bridge was empty but for a half-masked woman. Warm dark skin, bright eyes, a long drab coat that had been expensive once. She ignored the new arrivals, just stayed hunched over a navigational control station, mumbling herself as she input numbers. Beyond the panoramic windows, the starscape wheeled sickeningly as the Ophidia continued tumbling out of control.