If they don't dance, well they're no friends of mine [RA v IR]

[Oddball]

Forcing people to learn about the "glory" of imperialism was considered morally wrong in the eyes of most people, teaching people lies about how big brother had your back when in truth you were nothing but an expendable pawn in their game of karked up chess. So this was why the Imperial Re-education center on Sirat Wen Prime was scheduled to be shut down, effective immediately.

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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GFbs8F6I1YE"]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GFbs8F6I1YE

Location: Sirat Wen Prime, 5th planet
Time: 1300
Objective: Disturb the peace

In the sewer system beneath the Imperial Re-education center, a team workers in hard hats and shiny construction vests dredged through the muck and unmentionables of the imperial waste system, toting on their backs were heavy packs that would more than likely carry their tools. Today was a routine check up on the sewer system that had been in the logs for about a good month now, so there would be no suspicion about a team of workers being beneath the center. But sadly the pipes of this fine glorious establishment would have to wait for a cleaning, because the men and women who were supposed to be cleaning and repairing would be taking a sick day. And by sick day they were all drugged and passed out safely in their beds at home while doppelgängers showed up at the work place for them. It had taken a few weeks of planning and toiling but it was finally set up, the plan to free the people held captive here, and to destroy the damn place while they were at it. And who are "they" you ask, why none other than the battle hardened Rebel Alliance here to take down the bad guys.

Sure the Remnant got their butts booted off Crina, and sure it was generally a dick move on behalf of the One Sith, but Imperials were still imperials and that still didn't sit well with the Rebels. They were going to teach these guys to learn the error of their ways and show the people that freedom, true freedom was the way to go. So in those sewers the two teams of a dozen or so Rebels dressed as workers waded through the waters with their packs on their back and tools in hand.


////Send Encrypted Message
Subject: Bugs
Alright people, knowing the Imperials these sewers are bugged, we maintain casual conversation and radio silence until things pop off. Plan is simple, team alpha heads up inside to free the prisoners and evacuate. Team bravo sets up explosives down here at strategic base points to bring it down once alpha and prisoners are clear. Transport shuttles will be inbound from the local spaceport once we are done. Do not get captured, otherwise you'll be spending the rest of your life at the Iron Helm Prison. Let's get it done rebels.

With Oddball shooting an encrypted message to every teams HUDs he looked down at his plasma cutter torch and found the door that held the stairs that went up to the building. It was sealed of course, and he didn't know the codes to get in. That was why you had good old plasma cutter to open up all your locked doors.

"This door needs some work." Oddball said as he bent over and started to press the burning torch against the steel.

"Team B go check out those tunnels, I think I heard Johnson saying he saw some reactor leakage dripping earlier." He said giving the go ahead for team bravo to go and start their jobs.

As the torch cut through the wiring of door it slid up and open to allow Oddball and friends to shoot up the stairs and into a back service area of the center. Once in the back room Oddball dropped the packs onto the ground and opened up a cache of weapons, civilian clothing, and a few blast vests.

"Let's make some noise." The clone said with a smile plastered on his face.


OOC/Objectives

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Two objectives Alpha and Bravo both PVP, small squad sized unit NPCs can be used but it's mostly PVP

Objective Alpha
Imperials: Fight and defend Re-education center from Rebel scum

Rebels: Fight and free prisoners from imperial stiffs and evacuate.

Objective bravo:
Imperials: Fight in the sewers to stop rebels from placing bombs.

Rebels: Place the bombs then blow up the Re-education center when given the signal.

Have fun and remember to relax and take things easy.

[member="Lugus Porkins"] [member="Raymond Mosses"] [member="Juwiela Melec"] [member="Tugoro Taidarious"] [member="Blane Nightfall"] [member="Rex Power Colt"] [member="Fadeyka"]

 

[Veris Tagge]

[member="Oddball"]

Lieutenant Marik Glan sat drinking his caf, as he did every day at this time. He enjoyed the pick me up he got from it and honestly , he thought there was no way he could live through the boredom of his assignment without it. Security at the I.R.C. was a posh assignment for those who excelled in their field at patience. He had been top of his class in many way and waiting out any assignment and chore given him for as long as it had taken to finish would in him mind have been important for field work or some other assignment other than what he found himself doing now. Yes he had been promoted and his superiors had praised him and his achievements. Yes he had been lucky and happy for placement in intelligence and operations but really? A guard? They had told him how his assignment was one of the highest posting an Imperial officer could get out of training and that he was serving the glory of the Empire by excelling at his new assignment. Sometimes he wished he had fracked off just enough to not be the perfect candidate for such a prestigious position and just went to the defense corps.

Now here he was top of his class, honored recipient of awards and the only Intel Op position given to his class, board out of his mind. Nothing happened at the reset shop as some people called it. People come in, people go out. what happened to them in between was a secret buried deep inside the facility no one ever saw. To go that deep into the complex your clearance level needed clearance to have clearance to check to see if you had the clearance level needed to have clearance to the list of who had clearance in those areas. He did not, and in the three years since he had been assigned to the facility he had never meet anyone who did. The main entrance was always locked and the few guests he had seen in recreation areas were not talkative. Ha not talkative was an understatement, they were fruit loops. If drool was a language the Imperial Re-education center was the school that taught it as a primary language. The guests were normally restricted to the lower levels but for a period of time before they were released they were allowed to come and go as they pleased in the upper levels of the building. Marik knew the reason and knew the story of the guests being there for rest and recuperation was all a cover. He was not blind or stupid, and he was for sure not ever going to let on he knew anything other than what he was told. The Empire cares for the sick and strives to assist the mentally ill in every way possible.

He took the last sip of his caf and turned to set the cup down when he saw it. Out of the corner of his eyes a green light blinked then went off. Very odd. He flipped the test switch and nothing happened. The light did not turn on.

"Damn relays again, This is the third time this year."

Marik stood and walked over to the security desk and sat down. He went though the check list and the whole drawn out process of testing and double checking the alarm relays before calling the error in. Maintenance got pissed when you wasted their time and so did the higher ups. One by one he checked the relays, checked the monitors then he paused. Fear and shock ran through him as he watched the lower service area exploded as a flurry of blaster bolts riddled the room and took out the cameras. Fore the first time in his life he appreciated his assignment, but now that was just history. He was for sure getting demoted if he lived through the day. Marik slammed his hand down on the alarm and opened a channel to the watch commanders office.

"Major, we have a problem."

 

[Thane Drexel]

Location: Sirat Wen Prime, 5th planet, Spaceport
Time: 1300
Objective: Neither A nor B. I'm objective GTFO.

Standing at the ramp of a simple transport shuttle along with two other pilots of the Rebel Alliance. The trio were awaiting orders to pick up the crews that were attacking the Imperial Institute of Conformity or so the locals called it. Thane was sipping away at a bottle of cheap Imperial ale, surprised? No one is.

Inside each shuttle was three "crewman", Rebels in disguise as shuttle crew, ready in case anything decided to pop off too early before bugging out. Tucked into his trench coat are his Ambassador blaster, Geo slugthrower and the Rebel S.I. Scatterblaster lay in his duffle bag next to the Whistler. It wasn't supposed to go teets up on this end, but fortine favored the prepared.

[member="Oddball"] [member="Blane Nightfall"] [member="Juwiela Melec"] @Svens sexy Rebel soldier who's name eludes me #alcohol #icantbeliveijust#'d #ew #onlywhitepeoplewouldcreatesomethinglikethis

 

[Varius]

"Alright sparky, so what you need to know.. follow Oddball and Thane's orders mostly, those guys will make sure everything is right, try not to die of course. Oh and Kill some sith or dark jedi, or whatever those imperials have for me 'kay? And take care of funny-lekku if she's around, we won't get to see her lekku flopping around at all otherwise." He didn't got much of what Blane told him before the mission. it was Varius' first mission as a rebel, he had to do it right. Imperials still have sith? And who is funny-lekku? Those questions were always in his mind. Anyway, he continued to follow his team, the alpha team with whom he was supposed to save people which was what a jedi would do best.

excepting that he was a padawan and hated to be reminded this. He kept radio silence as suggested as it was the best option, his lightsabers still hidden well and the same steeled blue eyes which sometimes would have looked almost emotionless or lifeless peering around for anything out of common, Varius Sunwalker was ready for action.

[member="Thane Drexel"] [member="Oddball"] [member="Veris Tagge"]

 

[Stardust Solus Skirae]

Stardust sat inside the the shuttle acting as a crew man, simply just checking things , she felt baked with her big armor on and didn't like that her sabers were hidden but if it was to make a mission successful she would go along

Sir when is the shipment arriving"she missed the briefing a little and had no clue when to act
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[Veris Tagge]

[member="Oddball"] [member="stardust"] [member="Varius"] [member="Thane Drexel"]

Major Trent Jestic listened to the lieutenants story. The man was in a panic and much of what he said was rushed and made very little sense. Lieutenant Glan had been a good officer until now. Jestic began to wonder if the man had been drinking.

"Calm down Lieutenant. transmit your data and the video to my desk. I will look into it. Stay at your post and lock down the front entrance. Close the blast doors and await orders."

Lieutenant Glan saluted with a yes sir and the screen went dark. Moments later the data arrived at Major Jestic terminal. He watched the short video and indeed someone had cut through the lower service entrance and seemed to have intentionally destroyed the storage room. He shook his head and pressed in a series of numbers into his terminal. A small access panel opened up and slid out of the wall beside him. He stood and walked tot he panel and inserted his key.

"Enable ARC protocol one."

He turned his key and pressed the activation code. Instantly the facilities defenses came online locking down the center. Blast walls closed over the access stairwells and elevators, Point defense cannons powered up and the facilities complement of ARC-1 droids launched through out the building. A smile cracked the edge of Glans lips. He thought about the poor bastards down there who were about to become mist. HE opened a facility wide channel then and spoke to few security forces he had on hand.

"Attention All personnel, we are under attack. Forces have breached the lower service entrance with unknown intention. Stay at your duty stations and repel any hostiles you encounter."

They had seen several attempts on the facility but now as successful as this at getting inside. most times the misdirected fools killed themselves trying to breach the front doors, this was a new tactic. The rabble must be stepping up their game, he thought to himself as he returned to his desk. These poor souls could not see that the facility helped the people who had become disoriented with life. These insurgent losers only hurt the welfare of their people by attempting to free them. He opened up his communications panel and opened a channel to command.

"IRC watch commander Jestic for Commodore Stela'shlit'nuruodo. We have come under attack from unknown forces from the sewers below the facility. I have enacted defensive conditions seven and activated ARC protocol One. Request further orders."

Major Jestic transmitted the message and leaned back in his seat. There was not much more he could do until he heard back from system defense and security.

 

[Fadeyka]

Location: Sirat Wen Rime, 5th planet
Time: 1300
Objective: Come with the band aids and toys that go boom.

Okay so this ones haven't been with the group very long but so far after clearing up just what an her job on the planet they pick her up to Oddball. Seem that they had been more then willing to take her own, even so she had to make sure her skills where still sharp before coming on this next mission. Even so just as like anyone can't take the walk out of the stripper.

Indeed that was a different life that she had went back to but now the skills she been train with was now being put back to good use. Even with her being light on her feet that was just it. Even so one could call out in cat calls wouldn't be far off the mark. One could always say beauty was the only thing she be good at.

Finding her helmet nice tight ready to pick up her little play toy on this trip, at less this time she had a weapon in her hand then nothing but a little bit of strip of clothing. Not going to go into that day all she knew was she had to do what could to keep her little head on her shoulder not get her cute little behind shot.

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[Ayumi Pallopides]

[member="Veris Tagge"]

Ayumi looked at her mother in law, that her father had married the woman meant little but the empress and by extension her baby sister who was sitting there playing with her doll had her attention. Thought coming to them on the ship when reports from the soldiers sounded on the ships systems. Ayumi looked at the empress and bowed. "Excuse me mother." She popped back up and walked in the bodysuit while her arms corssed arriving on the bridge and looking at the captain with his reports. "I was enjoying time with my sister commander this man calling in better not have seen some small animal." The tone in her voice was harsh but she was fair to him listening and patching herself through to the trooper who had called it in. "Seal the sewers trooper and determine two things. How many grenades you have and now many of them are wearing helmets and armor. Then introduce the intruders to the business end of your weapons. I shall send Valkyrie squad to your location and a squad of Imperial knights. If you die or fail I am not as nice as my mother."

 

[Graf's Archive Account]

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I BRINGETH THE POWERHOUSE!

Location: Orbiting Sirat Wen Prime, 5th planet
Time: 1300
Objective: Keep the Peace

Colonel Arthan Corvax was sleeping in his personal quarters aboard his Victory III-class Star Destroyer when they intercepted a transmission from the Imperial Wellness Center located on Sirat Wen Prime, one of the ship's crew awoke him telling him of the news, so he got up and put on his itchy formals. 'God I hate this uniform but it's protocol' He thought begrudgingly as he walked to the bridge drowsily, scratching his brilliantly maroon hair, He had been promoted to colonel recently and was still getting used to the new responsibilities and authority that came with it.

He arrived on the bridge of the ship and walked over to the communications terminal which was operated by a naval officer, "Sir, Com-Scan has detected a transmission from the Imperial Wellness Center on Sirat Wen Prime, apparently they are under attack by insurgents." the officer reported, "Put it through" the colonel replied, the officer nodded and flicked a few switches as a slightly gargled but very clear transmission came through "IRC watch commander Jestic for Commodore Stela'shlit'nuruodo. We have come under attack from unknown forces from the sewers below the facility. I have enacted defensive conditions seven and activated ARC protocol One. Request further orders." the person on the other end stated.

"Tell them we will be dispatching a storm commando squad, me included." SC-4486 stated, "Sir, I strongly recommend you sta-" another officer started, but SC-4486 cut him off "I am aware of the danger and I am willing to take it, I may be a colonel but I am still a storm commando and YOUR superior, if I want to go down there that is MY will." He stated clearly to the officer, turning his attention back to the officer on the communications terminal, the terminal started blinking as another transmission was intercepted. "Sir, a transmission from a Imperial ship in orbit is coming through, It's the Empress' Ship." the officer stated as he played it for the colonel to hear.

"Seal the sewers trooper and determine two things. How many grenades you have and now many of them are wearing helmets and armor. Then introduce the intruders to the business end of your weapons. I shall send Valkyrie squad to your location and a squad of Imperial knights. If you die or fail I am not as nice as my mother." the woman sending the transmission stated, SC-4486 felt a wave of fear pass through him but pass instantly, "Send a transmission to her ship as well, stating that we will be assisting in the defense of the center." He ordered, the officer nodded once more and turned back to get to work on his terminal.

SC-4486 walked off the bridge and went to the armory, he geared up in his storm commando armor and armed himself with weaponry that he would need, he then headed to the attack hangar located in the bottom middle section of the ship, where he found a squad of storm commandos waiting, he and the squad loaded up onto a Lambda-class shuttle craft, it lifted off and launched out of the hangar, opening it's wings into the cold reaches of space.

Oddball
stardust
Varius
Thane Drexel
[member="Fadeyka"]
[member="Veris Tagge"]
[member="Ayumi Pallopides"]

 

[Lash]

Lash had been summoned to the bridge by his executive officer. the man had insisted Lash had a priority transmission from some major stations at the Imperial Re-education center stating it was under attack. Something was always under attack somewhere in the system. The population was a sheer nightmare in numbers and the Imperial Governors of the planets did not have the man power to deal with every uprising of disgruntled citizen. This would make the seventh time the IRC had been attacked by some group swearing they were morally right and the people inside were slaves or prisoners. Nothing was further from the truth, they were just misinformed and misguided and needed help seeing how the Imperial Government loved them and wanted the best for them. That was the tag line propaganda told the system anyway. Lash knew exactly what the IRC was and what went on there. He listened to the transmission and thought for a moment, then came the reply from [member="Ayumi Pallopides"]. IF she was personally sending forces to the prison then Lash would make sure these forces had everything they needed to face anything these vermin from the sewers through at the.

"Colonel Tagge, what are your thoughts on this."

AN officer standing to Lash's left looked over a detailed diagram of the prisons schematics before answering. Lash stood looking out into space as the man considered his words and advice. Lash knew he would not speak until he had something worth saying. That was what Lash expected of his officers, he did not waste their time therefore he did not expect them to waste his.

 

[Veris Tagge]

Tagge looked over the plans and the protocol for the defensive systems and procedures of the facility. The prison was built to keep people in not from then breaking their way in. The majority of the security was droid based with a few guards. Depending on the force infiltrating the system the men and women inside could be in trouble. He decided on the best way to assault the facility then spoke.

"SIr, The Prison has been locked down by now limited egress from the facility. This how ever limits our tactical entrance scenarios. The time it would take to get down into the sewers is unacceptable. The only way in would be from the top and the main entrance would be the best entrance point. I can take a group of marines down and we will blow the door giving us and the other imperial forces a way in. While they would not be an option to engage the forces already inside the prison, I suggest sending a backup team into the sewers just in case they try to get out that way and to limit any reinforcements from that access point."

He stood waiting on Lash's orders as the Chiss looked out the view port. A moment passed the then blue skinned man turned and answered.

"Very well Colonel you have your orders. Breach the facility and await the Knight's and Storm Corps. Colonel Corvax will have operational command once you have linked up with his force. Let the Storm Corps handle this but offer them any assistance the Marines can give. Send a four squads to the nearest sewer access points surrounding the facility and see no one goes in or out"

Veris saluted with a "Yes Sir" and turned and left the bridge. His men were already equipping and preparing for the drop and he knew that each of man and women under his command was ready for this. He felt his blood burning like fire as the excitement and pent up energy of so many months aboard ship boiled. Lash had said the Storm Corps was the lead and would be going in with the knights, that was fine but he hoped he would get to kill something.