False Flags [New Order, Mandos, League of Red Skirmish on Aeten II]

[Nyxie]

A fireworks display of ordinance fire lit up the passive sensors on Ashe's Eightgun. It appeared her cunning intuition was right after all; these were no Senate vessels. The Galactic Senate didn't play dirty, not even the queen Alachei, the most war-going one of the bunch. The Republic didn't randomly use ships that weren't theirs and faded navies didn't just whimsically ghost in the most opportune of times. The entire thing screamed lies and the cunning fox had been two steps ahead the entire time, she'd been right. Of course, all of the attack was none of her darn problem. Ashe was a girl, not a commando. The Eightgun bolted off for the Concordance. It didn't take a rocket scientist to figure out what it was for, and the vixen was willing to bet that was as good a place as any to make an encounter.

 

[Rafeesh]

Rafeesh stepped out of line and watched the display of might. Cannons firing, missiles exploding this is what he remembered. He knew these and was ready for them. He watched as the power of the New Order was shown. It was an awe-inspiring sight to behold. He could remember battles like this, but only much larger. Those battles are what he fought in and then he had been the most feared man on the battlefield.
He decided to make it so here as well. Rafeesh would make the enemy die to his blades, force them to watch as his power was unfolded before them. He would show himself to be the most powerful Sith in this time. One day he would stand on a pile of his enemies bodies and look down upon those followers that had pledged their loyalty to him and him alone. One day he would send forth his minions into the Galaxy and turn all those who fought him into dust. None would rebel against him for his powers would instill fear in all.
But not now, he was still relearning his powers, he was still hunting his enemies, he was still preparing for followers. He snapped back to reality and moved back into the line. Though by now more people had gone ahead of him, the men that were there moved without raising an objection. Soon he was in the assault craft prepared for the ensuing battle.

 

[Sturgis Tal'Verda]

The Mandalorian fleet was doing anything but cowering. The enemy had opened fire and the 13 ship fleet that had assaulted the Mandalorians would soon know fear. His large helmet under one arm, Sherruk commanded the current standing fleet from the Battle station. Fighters were coming in waves from the Republic, but they were no match for the flak cannons of the Krya-class light cruisers.

Looking to the screen portraying the current battle scene his gold eyes narrowed. <Move the Nynir to the back of the formation, concentrate long range turbolaser fire on the heavy frigates. They can't do anything with a single Star Destroyer against an entire fleet, no matter the size. Make sure our Korm'rk captains are mindful of the possible friendly Turbolaser fire and adjust courses accordingly. Get the Harbinger to prep the Naasts and move the Ash'amur forward, keep the Ordos close enough to take out any stray fighters!>

He nearly spat as he gave out his commands to the men and women in the station. The station served as a command hub, at least until someone with real authority arrived. <Get our ion cannons a target! Take out the shields on their flagship! Where the hell is Larraq with those reinforcements?!> The orders were carried out and the stars lit up once more as ship to ship combat commenced.

The Republic would not take this place from them, and neither would it shake their resolve. On the contrary, Mandalorians flourished when under the heat of battle. It wasn't often Sherruk had to put his training to the test. The enemy seemed to think that his firing on the asteroids would smoke out the Madnalorian ships in order for them to become easy targets. He knew the strategy well.

He used it when hunting vhe'viin.


[member="Darth Vulcanus"]

Spoiler

Forces Under The Protectors

• 2x Kryat-Class Light Frigate
• 1x Ash'amur-Class Dreadnought
• 2x Korm'kr-class Battleships
• x2 Skira-Class Battleships
• x2 Nynir-Class Battleships
• x1 Ara'novor-class Shokita Station

 

[Darth Ferus]

Darth Vulcanus

On one of ten of the Ravelin stood the might of the Blackblade Foreign Corps. Usually assigned to planets already under the control of the New Order they came today to prove one thing. How powerful they really were. At the head of the ship stood a dark clad figure with both of his hands clasped behind his back, surveying the destruction. His master was never one for mercy. A satisfied grin formed on his face as he watched all hell unleash on the small station.

"We fear not our mortality." His voice rang out true, and the legion of the BB-F soon joined in, chanting their creed with their master. Behind the black masks of each soldier their voices called out, their eyes hard as steel.

"We'll serve to the best of our ability.
We give our lives to our masters.
We vow to smite our enemies."

They clasped their legs together, pressing an upturned fist to their chest. The Foreign Corp salute. The legion was off then, filling into shuttles and preparing to land and get to the surface down below. There would be much bloodshed, and even more death. But each of the BB-F was more then prepared for the assault. They give their lives for their masters. Give their lives for peace. Darth Ferus turned from the bridge, moving to his own shuttle. He would lead their charge through the mining facility.

​Aboard the shuttles each of the BB-F tested their weaponry. Iridonian class blasters, illegal almost everywhere in the galaxy, found their way into the elite of the elites hands. They were trained in Iridonian combat, trained to be ruthless and once more put the fear of the warrior clan back into the galaxies hearts. Back into the hearts of the Mandolorians. The Zabrak took pleasure in knowing his men would bring the Iridonians back into the light of day, only there would be no infighting. No betrayal. Iridonians with a cause.

A light chuckle emerged from Ferus's lips, causing those on the shuttle with him to look over,giving questioning looks. He simple waved a hand, then called for the assault to begin. All across the Ravelin Beserker shuttles rocketed out, bursting down to the mining ship. They would tear through the ships hull and seal the holes all at once, allowing the BB-F to board and clear in a matter of moments, as they were intended to do. The Mandolorians would have hell rain down on them this day.

Hades class Gunships would rip through the air, flying right for the Concordance. They would weave through the air, avoiding the defense systems as best as they could. By the time they got close to the ship however a whole forth of the two hundred strong legion wiped out. But they did not stop. No, even with the death of their comrades the Foreign Corp continued on, sending out proton torpedoes to blast through the Concordance's hull. The Gunships would rip into the mining facility then, landing not so gracefully inside of the ship itself.

But the BB-F was trained for this. As soon as the ships landed the doors blasted open, allowing the troops themselves to come out, already gunning the surprised guards down. The infiltration itself was complete, and with a hundred and sixty troops still strong and ready to fight, Ferus stepped out of his own gunship, looking at the slaughter. Iridonians were not known for their mercy, but for their brutality. He watched as guards were blown to pieces, torn asunder by a hateful torrent of laser fire. He didn't so much as move on the offensive once, simply allowing his men to do what they did best.

With a click on his arm he would open a secure and private line to his master.

"The ship will be ours shortly."

[member="Ashe the Reaper"]

 

[Nyxie]

"Allied Mandalorian Naval forces. This is Lady Saybin-Malfrost of the Revenant Chaos. My ship is carrying twenty-two Cutter-Class Interceptors which came with the ship and do not see personal use. I would be more than happy to provide them to supplement your own forces.... I know it isn't much, but It's all I've got right now. Malfrost, out."

[member="Sherruk Vhett"]​

(((Sorry, forgot to throw this in my previous post.)))​

 

[Aedan Miles]

Aedan Miles looks up as everything suddenly powers back up. Letting a dark chuckle leave the young mans mouth he quickly barks orders. "ALL RIGHT BOYS AND GIRLS LETS DO THIS! I want you to split into two groups and head to the two main hangars stop off at Hangar A and pick up a pair of E-webs to take with you to Hangar B. If I run into Commander Chupa I will send him to assist with the holding of Hangar B." Walking over to the wall where a panel was placed within the wall Aedan pressed a button his voice transmitting throughout the ship. "Mando'ade and non-mandalorians on this ship my name is General Aedan Miles of the Red Legion. I have been informed that we are under attack and a boarding party is on its way. ANYONE WHO IS WILLING TO STAND AND FIGHT IS TO REPORT TO HANGAR ALPHA. I will give you weapons and some kind of armor then send you to either reinforce Hangar B or stay and support my personal troops at Hangar A. THIS DAY WE DO NOT LOSE THIS SHIP! TODAY WE SHOW WHOEVER IS COMING THAT THE MANDO'ADE AND THE PEOPLE WHO WORK WITH THEM ARE NOT TO BE TRIFLED WITH FOR MANDA'LORE!" Aedan smirked as he heard shouts of agreement throughout the ship as he heard the sounds of people running throughout the ship as some people made their way to the hangar.

Turning to his men he smirked and gestured turning as he strode down the corridor towards the hangar his helmet attached to his waist. Also attached to his waist were his westar pistols and two of the three lightsabers he carried with him his guard shoto and lightsaber. Hanging against his back was the saberstaff he carried with him everywhere. These weapons were generally all he needed but today he was going to pick up a rifle from the ship that carried their weapons before he sent it to take off and find elsewhere to hide. Walking into the hangar he looked over the people who had gathered there were quite large what appeared to be another 5000 soldiers added to his 2850. With a smirk he walked over to the armory ship opening it up so his men could get into it and grab weapons as well as any other gear that was in there. He walked into the hangar and sat thinking for a moment before he activated his communications device on the ship and sighed sending a signal towards the one person he knew would hopefully come to help. [member="HK-36"] and the planet he was baron of Abregado. The message was short and simple "HK this is Aedan Miles we could probably use a small helping hand over here I am not sure what is going on but someone is using Republic IFF codes I know this trick and hell I doubt it is really the Republic they have Fel Imperium ships and a single Tulak according to the reports I have. Boarding party is headed my way so yea if you can gather up some people and come this way I would really appreciate the assist."

[member="Captain Larraq"] [member="Darth Ferus"] [member="Darth Vulcanus"] [member="Chupa La'Roi"]

 

[Rusken Shaxx]

Among the melody of blaster fire, an armor-clad cloaked figure followed alongside the Zabrak in silence with an appeased expression written over his helmeted face. The display of his HUD notified him that the operation was going successfully as of this very moment. His communications relayed messages of the Iridonians and their quick victory over Mandalorian forces as his right arm brushed his cloak aside to grab the hilt of the lightsaber he had used many-a time before in similar situations; however, killing never truly changes.

It all depends on what tools you use...

The Hunter held off any offensive tactics he had in mind and instead gazed upon the slaughter of enemy forces. There was nothing to be delighted about lest one was to become cliche with their thirst for adversarial blood. The time to strike and show the passion of the Empire would come in due time. For now there was an entertaining show to admire, rather, a composition of beautifully bombastic and almost celebratory sounds as the Iridonians advanced upon their prey.

The Empire's will be done.

[member="Darth Ferus"]

 

[Aedan Miles]

Aedan Miles turned as he heard reports of the sith landing at Hangar B already and he waved his hand the men all grabbing up their gear and the people tasked with defending Hangar A ran towards one of the major cross road type areas of the ship setting up a defensive position there with 3 of the 4 E-webs while the other one was dragged along behind Aedan as he charged towards the hangar his eyes gleaming as the men already there took up positions in the hall way on either side of the hangar's entrance ready to blast anyone who exited. And blast them they did these men were unlike the hangar guards those had been volunteers these men were the trained and hardened soldiers of the famed Red Legion. They would not be as easy to take down as the others had been and they were supported by more Mandalorians then one would think possible. They had the tactical advantage and they would hold out till Aedan Miles were to show up with the last 500 volunteer soldiers.
As he strode forward Aedan reached out and seemed to enhancing his force presence as he drew upon the force and started to store its power within his body. He sensed two sith on the ship and they would be the ones he was going to face he needed to be ready as such he was drawing as much power into himself in advance while doing this made his presence easier to sense even for [member="Darth Vulcanus"] on his ship it also served to make him stronger by enhancing his strength and speed with force powers.
[member="Darth Pathollex"] [member="Darth Ferus"]

 

[Other Space Kaiden]

[member="Sherruk Vhett"] [member="Gilamar Skirata"] [member="Aedan Miles"] [member="Ashe the Reaper"]


"Mi'Lord! We are taking direct fire from Ion cannon!" the captain of the ship screamed as the shields of the Tulak-Horde Shimmered as the dark blue energy impacted the shields. Vulcanus, however, stood strong without even the slightest hint of fear or anger or even a small dose of surprise. No...no he was expecting this, hoping for this even.


"Fire all missiles, position the wings of the fleet around the Mandolorian fleet to begin flak fire from all sides as the bordering crews strike the enemies mining vessels. Then, bring up the visual package." the beast growled in a cold, calculated manner that gave the captain a pause of surprise. That pause was short lived though, he knew better than to defy his master's orders....nothing good came of such things.


Without a word, the captain brought up the package on the screen before the Dark Lord. Vulcanus grinned at the visuals that he saw before him. It was a dossier, a fake dossier that had been constructed and put together by the best Imperial Department of State Security agents. Within it were pictures taken by a Graug patrol craft on the day that Yusan, Vulcanus and Arcis met on Gratos to discuss the elimination of the Mandolorian threat. The pictures depicted the dense jungles of the Graug homeworld as the Dark Lord exited the shadows. Although the pictures obviously begin to be taken from far away, it is more than obvious that the two are having a conversation. Along with these pictures came the fake dossier written by the Sith, it said the following....


To: Republic occupied zone patrol vessel 224-J47
From: Republic Special Forces Coordination Office
Status: Classified (Eyes Only)


Operational command has confirmed the compliance of the newly assimilated Graug species in Operation: Belt Buckle. Senator Yusan Fenn has secured an alliance with the former Sith Emperor, Darth Vulcanus (Birth Name: Imperial Krag). As expected the Dark Lord was unwilling to risk the extermination of his people by the Republic for his lack of cooperation. Thus, Darth Vulcanus has agreed to rally his forces in favor of conquering Mandolorian Space to begin a Graug Empire that will be much more stable and easy to control than our current Mandolorian threat. Furthermore, reports of Ronin Fel's death have been confirmed and the Fel Imperium is now fracturing under the weight of the Mandolorian invasion of Bastion. Our agents have also secured an alliance with the Fel that will see us surrendering their old territory back to them once the Mandolorian threat has been extinguished.


All surveys of the galaxy have reported that no Sith Empire's have spawned since the fracturing of their old Empire and this treaty may be our only chance to ensure a controlled Sith Regime under Vulcanus. Your vessel is to meet with the Fel attack force near Helska where Graug warriors will also be waiting. You are to jump immediately to Aeten II where you will invade and cut off the Mandolorian's supply to the vast resources and minerals found in the system. After reports of success have been filed, the Republic main fleet will begin the push to Mandolore.


Do not send this message over the holonet, all copies of this document are too sensitive to risk compromise. Force be with you, Captain.


The pieces were set then and Vulcanus had only one last part of the plan to enact. The ship was already firing at the mando fleet and its shields taking hits from ion cannons, thus was the perfecting time to begin. "Mi'lord, the shields are holding but I-AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"


The whole crew present on the bridge began to scream in agony as Vulcanus concentrated his hatred and rage on them, heating their blood and flesh to lethal levels. Eyes boiled, blood evaporated and skin turned blistered and red as the Dark Lord calmly closed the dossier and began to fiddle with the controls of the ship. First he overrode the safety protocols, when the engines finally failed they would divert their sudden surge of energy into the reactor instead of non-critical systems. This would probably result in the ship being blown in half and it was going to douse the ship in a lethal amount of radiation that would kill everyone on board. However, the dossier would be intact and Vulcanus would be long gone by then.


Leaving the ship to fire at the mando fleet, Vulcanus quietly walked to the lift in the back of the bridge. There was nothing connecting the New Order to this and the fake dossier even worked against the existence of any other Sith Empires arising. When the Mandolorians found that message, the Republic would face the full hate of the UMC.

 

[HK-36]

[member="Aedan Miles"]

Aboard the bridge of the Siege Tower,
Orbit of Abregado-Rae

"... so yea if you can gather up some people and come this way I would really appreciate the assist."
HK nodded to himself in his captain's chair as he listened to the transmission, luck had it he was aboard his frigate as the message was received,
"Sir?"
His Yeoman asked him, turning to face him, among with other crewmen aboard the bridge,
"Your orders?"

The droid looked up to his officers, he would push himself off of the chair, speaking up,
"Mandalorians have asked for aid, Abregado-Rae shall answer. Send a transmission on return channel,"

Soon enough, Aedan would receive a following message,
"This is Iron Knight of Abregado-Rae, I am mustering my forces, we shall be on our way soon."

Back on the Siege Tower, HK would continue to issue orders to his crew,
"Begin mobilizing the Iron Company aboard the Siege Tower, contact the Protectorate, let them know that we have received a distress signal from the Mandalorians and we are sending a ship to answer it, ask for any assistance available, sent a message to the Kaeshana and Liberty Concord as well, ask for their aid, let the Iridonians know there is possibility for work."
He would command as he looked over the holo-map of Aeten 2, reviewing its orbital position and map before they would even jump into hyper-space.

[member="Drazav"], [member="Levia Sol"], [member="Tali"], [member="Noah Corek"], [member="EA-9 001"], [member="T1N-C4N"], [member="Orion"]

The Iron Company forces, as well as members of the Protectorate registered with the Iron Company and Abregado-Rae would receive notification that forces were mobilizing to answer the distress call sent by Mandalorians from Aeten 2. This did included Tali and Noah, if they wanted to have a look at the forums, they will receive Spam from it as well, as well as the droid members of the Droid Workers' Union, as well as freelancers who signed up to receive announcements about new jobs like Levia did in orbit of Corellia when the Tower stopped by there.

And as the shuttles and dropships were hurrying loading the Siege Tower with troops from the barracks on the planet, other factions would receive call from HK as well,
[member="Siobhan Kerrigan"], [member="Tempest"], [member="Anya Venari"], [member="Hecate"],

To Kaeshana HK would simply let them know of this possible conflict, and ask if aide would be possible. He didn't expected much to come from this, Kaeshana held no allegiances to Abregado except informal friendships between him and some of its members, like Siobhan, Kaida and her sister, and to some extend Anya. Single warship from the Space Elves would be satisfactory to HK, but even that would be a pleasant surprise.

[member="Calico Tal'Verda"], [member="Canal Tal'Verda"], [member="Ori'Alor Tal'Verda"], [member="Joshua DragonsFlame"], [member="Listeri Dalane"],

Librety Concord would receive a similar transmission, a call to help Mandalorians in response to a distress signal they, enemy unknown, but HK would have bigger hopes for this one. Liberty Concord spent plenty of time about Abregado-Rae, and after their last fight with the New Order, they were surely itching for more, especially when there was a chance that the Sith may be involved, although any speculations HK had about that he did not voiced, he had no evidence, just suspicions.
Either way, they were invited to join him aboard the Siege Tower, or sent any ships they could spare to help out.

[member="Ayden Cater"],
As to the Protectorate, HK would just let Fondor know that he was going to answer this distress beacon, just in case it would turn out to be a trap and HK's forces would get ambushed there, that was part of the reason why he was asking for help from Kaeshana and Concord, there was possibility of this being a trap, and if it would be so, he did not wanted to bring the Tower alone just to be surrounded, with allies they would have a chance to fight back, maybe even turn the tide against their attackers.

[member="The Destroyer"],
As per their agreement, HK sent to Iridonians a notifications that there was a job he would want to hire them out, little did he know, the Iridonians were already hired by the New Order. Well maybe at least part of them was hired out, where this would go even the writers does not know.

So that would be pretty much it, the Siege Tower would be hanging about the Abregado's orbit, waiting for the troops to finish mobilizing and see if they would get any responses from the factions they contacted.

 

[Listeri Dalane]

A small, and fast, XS Light Freighter jumped out of hyperspeed in the heat of the battle. A small message came in on his comm, telling him to go to the Mandalorian world. His hands were gripping the wheel and shaking, remembering the absolute horror of the last battle, with Krest's fall, Keziah going missing, and Zius going back to the dark side. But he wanted to get revenge on those Sith, and as he sped in, he began firing at anything that belonged to the New Order. " Radioing in to the Iron Knight, send me your status, location etc. "

[member="HK-36"]

 

[Darth Banshee]

Sabrina was enjoying her meal, when over the ships intercom this came. "Mando'ade and non-mandalorians on this ship my name is General Aedan Miles of the Red Legion. I have been informed that we are under attack and a boarding party is on its way. ANYONE WHO IS WILLING TO STAND AND FIGHT IS TO REPORT TO HANGAR ALPHA. I will give you weapons and some kind of armor then send you to either reinforce Hangar B or stay and support my personal troops at Hangar A. THIS DAY WE DO NOT LOSE THIS SHIP! TODAY WE SHOW WHOEVER IS COMING THAT THE MANDO'ADE AND THE PEOPLE WHO WORK WITH THEM ARE NOT TO BE TRIFLED WITH FOR MANDA'LORE!"
With hearing this from [member="Aedan Miles"], Sabrina headed to hanger bay A, she wanted to prove herself to them, as an ally. This was as good as time as any. Soon she was running beside his men, into battle against heretic sith force, they soon learn of her as Darth Banshee.
Darth Vulcanus

 

[Rafeesh]

Rafeesh felt something was wrong. He couldn't place his finger on it but there was a disturbance. Either way he listened as the dropship lifted off and began heading out into space. He couldn't guess where the pilot had been ordered to go. All he knew was that orders would be followed and in the end all would be well.

 

[Darth Ayra]

| [member="Darth Voracitos"] | [member="Hunter Yagami"] | [member="Ashe the Reaper"] |

Darth Ayra's senses were attuned. Instinct, mixed with the Force, made her a ready individual. That was the benefit of being the combination of a Sith, Commando and Assassin, all rolled into one. Ayra was trained for clandestine operations with this, with the knowledge of weaponry and equipment of a veteran Commando; and her talents in the Force, as well as her knowledge of the Human anatomy, made her an formidable Sith Marauder and Assassin. Her K'tara techniques were as deadly as her Lightsaber.

She heard the probe approaching and could sense the Dark side around it. It was a familiar taint, one she had met with on Ziost when a certain thought to be deceased Shadow Emperor broke into the communications and transmissions across a dozen worlds in order to lure the Sith towards him. It was still incredible that the Jedi, Republic and her current enemies, the Mandalorians, hadn't investigated the disturbance, but that was a testimony in itself to the power of the Dark side and it's ability to blind those who did not follow it. Lifting her WESTAR M5 rifle to her chest, Ayra moved behind a tree. The device stopped and then a voice came out. Ayra's normally somber, cold features creased into a frown.

Emerging from behind the tree, still on high alert in such a dangerous situation, on a dangerous world, Ayra held the rifle steady at the probe. She wouldn't miss if she shot, but alas, she wanted to know who it was. The Force could be deceiving and her enemies were clever. Paranoia never hurt anyone when confronted with such odds, so it didn't hurt her to ask. "Who are you? How did you find me?"

 

[Sturgis Tal'Verda]

<Sir! Their shields are down!>

A smirk inched its way across the large face of the Mandalorian. <Tell our ships to ignore their frigates and cruisers. Concentrate fire on their flag ship. Missiles if they have any!> This victory felt...easy, almost too easy. As the missiles and turbolaser fire wrecked the giant star destroyer and it split in half in a brilliant explosion cheers rang around the station. These cheers were short lived however, as there was still a rather sizable fleet awaiting their attention.
[member="Darth Vulcanus"]

 

[Darth Voracitos]

[member="Darth Ayra"]

"I'm dead and I watched you. I couldn't accompany you personally so I sent one of my many eyes. Our mission must be completed without fault, ensuring the security of the stygium crystals are quite obviously, our top priority on this world." The Probe responded to the hostile ally quickly and precisely, though still lacking key details of the Probes ownership, and the identity of Ayra. One could never be too careful with throwing out names into the open. This was Ayra's mission, but he wouldn't let any of his members go alone not watched and risk failure. Whatever she had planned, he wanted in. Styigium was useful, yet in enemy space.

Her infiltration technique was superb, and he knew what she was after when it was obvious she wasn't fighting directly under New Order command. He detected -or rather, didn't- a radio silence between the woman and the New Order forces... at the very least for now. She was independent and on her own, yet had the authorization to latch onto a New Order ship unharassed. All of these things he knew and detected, and he even knew about the skirmishing fleet long before the Mandalorians. With that foreknowledge, and as they got closer to their destination, his computers were able to cancel out possible destination points until only a few remained, and until finally it was concluded to be Aeten II. With that Voracitos was able to set up his eyes to witness the battle.

Now he was floating here, before a known member of the League he Founded. She had several affiliations, and this was a new one he had discovered. He liked discovering useful things about the people he worked with.

 

[Darth Ayra]

| [member="Darth Voracitos"] | [member="Hunter Yagami"] | [member="Ashe the Reaper"] |

"Dead. Watched. Couldn't come with me. Many eyes. Our mission. Stygium crystals," Ayra thought, going over the words in the briefest of seconds before it all clicked together. She was the closest thing an average height, petite female could be to a brute, but she wasn't stupid. She was a Sith and that required a certain amount of intelligence. Raising her gloved index finger to her lips, she signaled Voracitos for silence. Taking a knee, she gestured for the probe to join her down there. The rucksack on her back was then taken off and placed in between her and the device. She took out a detonator and a piece of duck tape, before tying the explosive around the probe on it's midriff.

As she was tying the detonator to the probe with the duck tape, she whispered as low, such as audibly as possible to explain. "I know who you are. We're doing this my way. If you resist, I will shoot whatever this is out of the sky, no questions; and you know I won't miss. You've been watching." Finishing the process, she took out a small, cylinder device with a clip and red button on the end. "If I press this button, whatever this is goes kaboom. If I tell you to do something, you do it. If don't, kaboom. If you try and give me away, kaboom. If you fuck with me in anyway, kaboom." Flicking the clip back over the button, Ayra folded it into a breast pocket and made sure it was secured on her chest, before closing the ruck sack and placing it onto her back.

When she was finishing putting the rucksack on her back, she began to walk. Her rifle was raised ahead and her eye was trained on the scenery ahead. Again, as low as possible, she asked the probe. "Do you have any intelligence on the enemy? How many more of these are there? Where are you?"

 

[Soell Alberio]

[member="HK-36"]

Then a pleasant surprise [member="HK-36"] would receive as a Gozanti Cruiser would enter local space at the droid's location. The small 41 meter corvette craft arriving to represent the Kaeshana Confederation. Although on board were no Eldorai, instead the vessel being crewed and commanded by Firemane's most recently acquired employees consisting of Hecate and her fellow Echani who had joined the company with her. When word had reached Firemane's command on Kaeshana for aid, Hecate had also caught the news and calmly volunteered her services to support the machine that she was aware was an ally and friend of her employers.

In reality the young Echani woman was eager to begin to be of use and possibly impress those she now worked for. Although she did find herself somewhat nervous entering into this new battlefield with little investment for either side. Especially when she knew, while durable and packing firepower for its size, her ship wouldn't exactly be of much good if they were to be expected to tackle anything larger than a Frigate. Nonetheless, her ship and sister Echani crewing it would still answer the call. Sooner or later Kaeshana would need them to act in such an order. They might as well do it sooner rather than later. They were all trained after all, and had all served in their homeworld's militia for a short time.
Satisfied with the decision long ago, Hecate stared out at the space HK-36's own group was at when they had called for help to group before she moved to open communications. "This is Hecate Ferrum from Firemane, representing Kaeshana as requested. You gentlemen now have a Gozanti Cruiser at your disposal, we're sending our specs over to you know so you know what you're working with."

 

[Nolan Detta]

Nolan Ran up to [member="Aedan Miles"] and walked with him, A tickle in the back of his brain alerted him that something big was coming, but he couldn't figure out what. He also knew Aedan was on the warpath, and Nolan wasn't going to miss that train.

"I'll be on your six the whole way general. Through hell and high waters. For Manda'lor!"

 

[Nyos Val]

Nyos had been out of action for some time, upgrading his body and equipment mainly, and was standing next to [member="HK-36"] as he went over the alert of the attack on Aeten II.

"What's the word my metal brother? Are we going full assault, or dropping on their heads...?"

Nyos had all of his gear; Heavy armored chestplate, Vibrosabre, heavy pistol, SMG, and Bolt gun. His every trusty med-pak slung across his back, and a new helmet had been constructed in place of his old mask. He had that tucked under his arm. He was ready to find out what was going on, and to smash some heads, whomever they belonged to.