Lucien Galtier
Commando
[SIZE=11pt]Location Unknown…[/SIZE]
[SIZE=11pt]Assigned Vectors… Phantom, Spectre, Revenant, Zeraph[/SIZE]
[SIZE=11pt]Objective Classified…[/SIZE]
[SIZE=11pt]The day was cold and windy. Rain fell from the heavens in fat droplets. All was quiet aside from the hum of the hovercopter’s engines. Drop doors opened, Lucien’s legs hung limply over the side, gently swaying in the air. He looked over to his other comrades and gave them a curt nod then continued to scan the horizon. They were told the objective would remain under wraps until they got closer to the target. The mission was black ops. Top secret spook stuff. Lucien merely shrugged, he had been on similar missions. The only thing that bugged him was the mercenary accompanying them today. Lucien did not know the man and as far as he knew Zeraph had not been augmented like the rest of them. [/SIZE]
[SIZE=11pt]He seemed more a liability then help. But, Lucien knew their was another reason the man was hired on. He fit the stringent specifications needed to survive the surgical process that would turn him into the ultimate soldier. This was a test. Should the mercenary and fugitive survive the encounter he would be offered a place under the Dominions full employ. Drops of rain splashed on Lucien’s visor and the armor’s shields cleared the liquid from his sight. A moment later a large hologram appeared in the center of the copter’s cabin. [/SIZE]
[SIZE=11pt]It was of a grizzled old man who wore an officer’s uniform with four stars on it. A large puckered scar ran down the length of the man’s face and his eyes seemed weathered with age. Despite this he still seemed a capable leader and when he spoke it was with authority. [/SIZE]
[SIZE=11pt]“Greetings soldiers, today will be a cakewalk for the likes of you. Your objective is to secure a senator that has been captured by Sith cultist,” The hologram of the man was replaced by one of a large pylon. “This is where she is located,” The disembodied voice of the General said. The hologram zoomed on the very top of the tower and illuminated a specific room. “This is where they keep the prisoners. We believe she should be within one of these cells. We are unawares as to the defensive layout of the structure other than that it is shielded,” The hologram of the tower faded and was eventually was replaced by the general again “You’ll be going in quietly. You have been given verpine rifles. Utterly silent and unstoppable by lightsabers. The Sith won’t know what hit ‘em,” The General gave them all a curt nod then began to dissipate “Good luck Ghost squadron, Kimball out,” [/SIZE]
[SIZE=11pt]The General said one last time and he was once again replaced by the image of the strange pylon structure.[/SIZE]
[member="Zeraph"] , [member="Xandari Eriss"] , [member="Tyris Hayes"]
[SIZE=11pt]Assigned Vectors… Phantom, Spectre, Revenant, Zeraph[/SIZE]
[SIZE=11pt]Objective Classified…[/SIZE]
[SIZE=11pt]The day was cold and windy. Rain fell from the heavens in fat droplets. All was quiet aside from the hum of the hovercopter’s engines. Drop doors opened, Lucien’s legs hung limply over the side, gently swaying in the air. He looked over to his other comrades and gave them a curt nod then continued to scan the horizon. They were told the objective would remain under wraps until they got closer to the target. The mission was black ops. Top secret spook stuff. Lucien merely shrugged, he had been on similar missions. The only thing that bugged him was the mercenary accompanying them today. Lucien did not know the man and as far as he knew Zeraph had not been augmented like the rest of them. [/SIZE]
[SIZE=11pt]He seemed more a liability then help. But, Lucien knew their was another reason the man was hired on. He fit the stringent specifications needed to survive the surgical process that would turn him into the ultimate soldier. This was a test. Should the mercenary and fugitive survive the encounter he would be offered a place under the Dominions full employ. Drops of rain splashed on Lucien’s visor and the armor’s shields cleared the liquid from his sight. A moment later a large hologram appeared in the center of the copter’s cabin. [/SIZE]
[SIZE=11pt]It was of a grizzled old man who wore an officer’s uniform with four stars on it. A large puckered scar ran down the length of the man’s face and his eyes seemed weathered with age. Despite this he still seemed a capable leader and when he spoke it was with authority. [/SIZE]
[SIZE=11pt]“Greetings soldiers, today will be a cakewalk for the likes of you. Your objective is to secure a senator that has been captured by Sith cultist,” The hologram of the man was replaced by one of a large pylon. “This is where she is located,” The disembodied voice of the General said. The hologram zoomed on the very top of the tower and illuminated a specific room. “This is where they keep the prisoners. We believe she should be within one of these cells. We are unawares as to the defensive layout of the structure other than that it is shielded,” The hologram of the tower faded and was eventually was replaced by the general again “You’ll be going in quietly. You have been given verpine rifles. Utterly silent and unstoppable by lightsabers. The Sith won’t know what hit ‘em,” The General gave them all a curt nod then began to dissipate “Good luck Ghost squadron, Kimball out,” [/SIZE]
[SIZE=11pt]The General said one last time and he was once again replaced by the image of the strange pylon structure.[/SIZE]
[member="Zeraph"] , [member="Xandari Eriss"] , [member="Tyris Hayes"]