Invasion of Nar Shaddaa (Reps vs. Suns)

[Lucien Cordel]

Vex was perched on the desk in his office above his club Having listened to the Vigos address . He was faced by a conundrum does he run and be branded a coward perhaps losing all he had built or does he stand and fight. Vex liked living but he also like his little empire of destitute workers, he would not stand idly by whilst a jumped up democracy trampled upon his hard work. He pushed himself from the desk quite the long fall for a little man and waddled from the room down to the bar. He signaled for one of his mercs to lift him onto a table then he spoke "Ladies and gentlemen, A force sits at our gate that seeks to drive us into the dust and so I come before you asking that you fight with me, not for me but for yourselves if the republic lands they will murder or imprison any man women or child they find be they a crime boss or humble dancer we are all scum in their eyes. Well I say no I say that we have as much right to self governance as them. so will you stand for yourselves?" He shoated the room erupted with intoxicant fueled roars. Vex had an army of scum and villainy leaping from the table he snatched a blaster pistol from the nearest merc. The people rushed from the bar to gather what weapons and friends they had. Then Vex encountered a problem He was not the type to fight with guns and knives he fought with words and tricks.

He was out of his depth but he had willingly lept in at the deep end, so he could only hope to stay afloat long enough to live. He spoke into his communicator broadcasting to any black sun who would listen "What's the plan?" He asked.

 

[Towelie]

[disregard please x]

 

[Kiyron]

Kiyron double-checked, and then triple checked his suit. Vitals were good. Environment was good. Everything was clear. Then the sniper rifle and carbine. Both good. He cinched his safety harness again for good measure, trying to ignore the nervousness that roiled through him. Small operations were one things. Infiltrations were easy. He trusted stealth. An invasion though? With a full fleet? While he sat in a dropship? Nope. Nope. Nope. He tapped his fingers restlessly.
This was not good at all. Who launched an invasion to recover three diplomats anyway? There were far betters methods to do that. Two commando teams and a few intelligence agents should be more than enough for the job.Weren't they Jedi too? Three of them? That was almost the equivalent of an entire platoon. He shrugged it off. Focus on the mission.

 

[Vexander Graves]

The order of the Grandmaster was clear: everyone, including the Padawan; had to prepare for battle. For the time being he didn't have any option but to look for the place where he would be more useful... Without the ability to land in the planet yet due to the shields, it was clear where he had to go and what he had to do.

Talking at his personal comm unit, he sent a message at his Master informing him what he planned to do, hoping that he was not interrupting any meditation or anything. "Master @[member="Syn"], I am heading towards the docking bays to board my X-Wing to launch at the Grandmaster's command." He hoped that his master didn't hae other plans, but in the end he was bound to his orders and recommendations of course, afterall; he was his mentor.

Once that he got to his ship, he took his flightsuit and helmet and began to put them on above his robes, he stored his weapons and just left his training saber clipped in the utility belt in case... a Jedi always had to have his lightsaber at hand.

Several crews were getting ready to launch as well, he was not drafted to any of the Squadrons since the decision to join was just recent, but for tactical purposes he had to join a squadron. Once that he was ready, he hopped into the canopy of the fighter and began the launching sequence.

The engines of the fighter began to heat up at the punch of a couple of buttons. And opening a link towards the bridge of the Remembrance, the young man proceeded to report his status. "Mission Command, this is Padawan Vexander Graves, call-sign: Cyan One. Ready to launch at green light. Requesting Squadron assignment and orders, over"

After that, the young man placed his helmet on and began to close the canopy of the X-Wing. At the moment it was just a waiting game... he just had to remember his training and remain calm... he knew that he would get his orders and launch, eventhough he was kind of late for the draft for pilots... if needed he would launch alone and fly without wingman... it would be like sniping on space.

@[member="Selena Halcyon"]

 

[Judas of Vahl]

Aboard the Acerbitas
Nar Shaddaa High Orbit
ORBAT:
1 x Nihilus-class Star Dreadnought (Acerbitas)
1 x Dzu'ari-class Star Destroyer (Dzu'ari)
5 x Subjugator-class Assault Ships (Vegeance, Firing Squad, Blood Funnel, Heir, and Resolve)

Oh this was too great.

All of his enemies in one place. Not the Black Suns, but the Republic. They were the very bane of his existence and here they would be obliterated. Nothing would stand in his way. @[member="Domino"] had already left the system prior to his arrival, but her message blinked around the signals of the various ships in the system. If the Black Sun's very leader was going to be leaving, he would have free reign to use whatever methods he chose to dispose of these insolent Jedi and their filthy Republic companions.

The light was disgusting. It made the Sith Emperor sick to his stomach at the feeling of a massive well of the lightside centered around a large fleet a ways away. Both fleets were far from each other to begin fighting, but he would go ahead and make use of his timely arrival to poke and prod the Republic and the Jedi.

"My dear Jedi, I do hope you've brought enough toys for me to play with. I do get a little bored when I end up breaking them. But well, you're always annexing new worlds so you can always replace them, right?" He chided over the comms to the Republic fleet. "But I am a kind and generous Emperor. I will spare your lives if you leave the Sun's territory. It's quite unlike for you peaceloving Republicans to get so aggressive, so I'd rather not stir up your wildside and have you charging at me wearing nothing but a loincloth and a glowstick."

The network clicked off and transitioned to a secure fleet unit. "Prepare all weapons, get those fighters in the air and prepare ground forces."

 

[Cedric Dorn]

Diana stood outside on the street now. After having followed her Bladesister out of that filthy disease infested hovel she felt like she could finally breath again, though Nar Shaddaa air was about as corrupt as world could get. The oxygen here was infested with pollution, misery, and near death, all brought about by the Black Sun and their control of the smugglers moon. The Jedi Knight sneered slightly as she thought of this, though her expression softened slightly as @[member="Daella Apparine"] spoke.

A speeder should not be difficult to find here, after all they were in the rats nest of Nar Shaddaa. “Stay here.”

Diana ordered Sopher and Daella for a moment as she wandered away from the two of them. By this time her robes had become filthy, her face was smudged with dirt and several cuts and bruises still lay all around her body from landing in the escape pod. For a Jedi Diana currently looked quite intimidating, and she planned to use that.

After turning a corner Diana was confronted with half a dozen Speeders parked on the side of the road. Each of them was fitted with beautiful artwork, and neon colored paint, their engines standing out of the speeders themselves. Diana raised an eyebrow, then immediately waltzed forward. “I need one of your speeders.”

Diana spoke plainly as she pulled a credit chit out of her belt. It wasn't much honestly, about what you would get for a normal speeder, far beyond one of these things, but Diana was willing to make it work.

“Yeah righ ho-”

The Man was interrupted as Diana grabbed him and smashed him again the front of his own speeder. The Jedi was in no mood, and slowly she bent over and whispered something into his ear. The man stuttered for a few moments, then nodded in agreement. Diana smiled, and gave the man the credit chit she had taken out, along with an additional one. Then she hopped into the hot rod speeder and immediately took off.

Quickly she found her way back to Daella and Sopher, calling to them “Lets go!”

 

[Jorin]

"Alpha Squad, check status light."

On the map placed in the lower left hand corner of his HUD, three green blips appeared on the map of Primer. The clone commando ran a hand through his hair and took in a deep breath as his green eyes scanned the room, looking to all of his men. '38 had taken the name Scratch, it was fitting due to his proficiency with a knife, '04 had become Splice, and '26 had remained '26, he saw no reason to change it, he was always a stick in the mud to be honest.

The four commandos watched as their white armored brothers loaded into transports by the thousands, they hadn't received all the training they had, all the time they had, or the experience most importantly. They were armed and equipped well, but nowhere near as well as the Commandos. Along with Alpha Squad, Theta, Lambada, and Delta Squads were also aboard the ship, and that wasn't all, this was the opening act for the new clone military, and all the stops had been pulled out. The commandos weren't even the most deadly among the task force, there were ARCs as well.

"You boys clear on your job?" A voice questioned. Heads swiveling the group snapped to attention at the site of an ARC trooper commander, known to the as Jarhead, for his marine like attitude. The commandos all nodded in silence as the other clone looked over them, giving a nod of approval and brushing something of his yellow cauldron which was over his shoulder. With that done, he left, moving on to the next squad.

 

[Other Space Kaiden]

As the battle raged on, a shuttle launched from a ship in the Emperor's fleet. Upon this shuttle, the reckoning of the Jedi who dared taunt the Sith with their very existence. The ashy creature rode with a squadron of stormtroopers, each as identical as the last and each not saying a word to the massive Sith Knight while the shuttle plummeted towards the planet below. If all went well for the shuttle, Krag expected to be landing within the main hubs of Nar'Shadaa, where he was sure to find a Jedi to slay quite quickly. With a sneer, Krag gazed at each of the Imperial Troopers that were with him. Each was human, at least from what Krag could gather, but despite their appearance they each seemed weak. Humans and Imperial troops had their uses but they tended to die quickly in the field of battle and that was not the way to gain the respect of one such as Krag.

The shuttle eventually made it through the atmosphere, it's hull glowing slightly from the heat of decent. With a violent gush of air, the ship landed upon one of the many landing pads scattered along Nar'Shadaa. The ramp of the shuttle fell open, exposing Krag to the vile smells and industrialist atmosphere of the Hutt planet. Krag hated the Hutt species, they were sluggish and slow and they had others do their work for them. They were the most pathetic form of life in the galaxy as far as Krag was concerned and they could go one living without their planet for an eternity for as much as he cared. Stepping down from the shuttle, Krag sniffed the air before giving an expression of disgust.

"Let us find these Jedi and end them quickly...I wish to not wallow in this filth."

 

[Nala Tu]

Nala had been sitting and waiting with Master @[member="Syn"] during the entire trip towards Nar Shaddaa. This would be her first battle in a war and while she felt prepared she was still nervous. The closest thing Nala had ever seen to war was in the book she read and the holovids she watched, seeing and hearing and reading about all the bloodshed and turmoil that went into fighting in a war. While Nala had changed from the timid clumsy type she used to be, even her newer and more stern attitude didn't prepare her for this. She hoped, and prayed, that what ever conflict she would become involved in would be quick and with at little men dying as possible.

When Syn had stood to leave she followed, wanting to stay close to her master as much as possible. "Master..." she began "I can feel it. So many scared people on the planet and....so many anxious fighters on both side. But I feel something darker. I think...."

A few moments after she'd spoken was when she could see out the nearest window of the ship, the Imperial Cruiser that had suddenly dropped from light speed. She wasn't familiar with the design, being she'd never seen one like it before, but the insignia that decorated the ship confirmed her suspicions.

"Sith!" she exclaimed. "Why are they here?"

 

[Josh Dragovalor]

DragonsFlame was, for awhile, sitting cross legged in the meditation chamber with @[member="Syn"], as well as @[member="Nala Tu"]. The Miraluka and himself had spoken, caught up, mended their fences, and Josh had joined him in meditation as the ship had made it's way to Nar Shadda.

Hours later, he could hear the messages between @[member="Selena Halcyon"] and @[member="Domino"]. Suddenly, his concentration was completely broken by the words "Ancient and noble Hutts". Normally, Josh's concentration in meditation wasn't broken by anything except danger. He had been enamored by all the presences on Nar Shadda... The energy of the denizens he could feel through the Force all around the planet... It was a unique thing...

That had been broken by Selena's words, the "Ancient and noble Hutts" she had called them, that she wanted to return this planet to. Josh had been listening to the messages in the back of his conciseness, and those few words had suddenly caused him to break out in a fit of laughter, pounding on the floor as he howled in hysterics.

Having given an apologetic look to Syn, he had returned to his meditation, to prepare for when it would be time for the Jedi Master to come out and fight, if need be...

Eventually, his meditation was again broken, voluntarily as he got to his feet, shaking the feeling back into his legs. Syn had already left, his Padawan with him, likely to begin the battle on his side of things. Josh made sure his things were set for battle, adjusting his robes and the legendary Magnus Armor under them, which would likely be a massive help to the Jedi in this battle... He adjusted the lightsaber on his belt for quick use, before shaking the cobwebs out of his head and heading to the bridge.

"Sith!" he heard someone exclaim. The Padawan. He raised an eyebrow as the Master looked out the window... An Imperial Cruiser had come into the system.

"This isn't good..." he muttered. With the peace treaty at it's end, it was likely the Sith were firing the first shots against the Republic...

"It's time I got out there" the Jedi said to himself, taking a breath as he surveyed his environment. The Republic's New Grand Admiral sighed. It was going to be a shame watching this mysterious planet be destroyed by such warfare... But it was likely used to it, knowing the nature of Nar Shadda.

 

[Grundark]

As the first wave of shots rang out from the planets Grundark grunted softly, these weren't trained soldiers under his command thats for certain. Criminals of the worst sort were employed by the Black Suns; slavers, pirates, spice merchants, mercenaries, bounty hunters, and assassins. They were an army of men out for number one, and in some ways that was a double edged sword. Most of them now were ready to fight tooth and nail against the enemy in front of them, but if the tides turned against the Suns the Force alone knew how long their loyalty would last.


Already several assets including an enormous amount of credits were being filtered off planet, should the Republic win they'd be spending a lot of money to get Nar Shaddaa back on it's feet. Besides the criminal market on Nar Shaddaa would still be open for business, it wasn't likely the Republic could waste all the effort of making a planet filled to the brim with corruption a lawful society. On the other hands the Empire had finally arrived, and maybe the could just push the Republic back. Either way there was no going back now, ::All units, light up your death sticks, and rain hell on the enemy::"


@[member="Darth Arcis"]@[member="Vex Tythion "]@Mr. Ash@[member="Thaddeus Creed"]@[member="Rayl Wilded"]@[member="YubYub the Vengeful"]@[member="Airal Thamne"]

 

[Soeht]

Flying in the Uppercity

As soon as @[member="Diana Moridena"] ran off to procure a speeder, Daella sat down on a metal drum and pulled out her Imagecaster. She pulled up a layout of the district that she and the rest of the Jedi were in. She focused on the upper levels of the district - far above where they hid in order to escape the Black Sun’s pursuit.

Once Diana pulled up the brightly colored speeder, Daella quickly stood up and hopped into the vehicle. She placed the Imagecaster back into the correct utility belt pouch. She assisted @[member="Sopher Jakobs"] if necessary into the speeder. After that, she pressed a button on her wrist comm. It activated a beacon that other Jedi could easily track - such as @[member="Vulpesen"] and @[member="Tattersong"]. Then, she switched with Diana and sat in the driver’s seat after setting down her backpack in the back seat.

Knowing where to go, Daella floored the pedal and sped off into the airways.

With her head turned slightly back, Daella yelled to Diana and Sopher, “Don’t lose the pack.”

The speed of the vehicle allowed for Daella to zoom in and out of traffic with ease. Had this been Coruscant, Daella’s maneuvers and velocity might have gotten her pulled over by security. Yet with the impending Republic invasion and general anarchy of Nar Shaddaa, Daella remained unbothered by Black Sun officials for the moment.

As Daella continued to driver the speeder, the vehicle gradually ascended into the upper levels of the Vertical City. The look of buildings slowly improved the higher they went - even if it was marginally so. Traffic became lighter as much fewer people had reason to travel to the richer parts of the planet.

“Remember: these people fight strictly for money. Exploit that and avoid as many fights as we can,” yelled Daella to Diana.

The speeder began to close in on a specific building - which would have Black Sun mercenaries posted. Daella and the Jedi gang rushed headfirst toward assured battle.

 

[Vulpesen]

Vulpesen drained his current glass and set it on the table. He was about to ask for another, when a beep sounded from his belt. "And off we go." He grinned and payed his tab then moved towards the door. It was time for the show to begin, and it with the fox on site, it would be fantastic. As he exited the bar, Vulpesen could sense the quick departure of his fellow jedi. Keeping the sensor on @[member="Daella Apparine"]'s location, Vulpesen quickly began to sprint, leapping and climbing overall several things. In a crowded place like this, he wouldn't be seen as much. Likely they thought that he was some crook or a man who owned some cartel money.

"Excuse me, Valde coming through!" He grinned as he slid through the crowds, using his alias on pure instinct. He hated being traced in situations like this, and it was good to see some of the street hadn't left him yet. With a quick flip off of a large dumpster, Vulpesen landed on another speeder with a large protest of the driver. "Just keep driving. This way." His words were stern but polite, and he allowed his lightsaber to show from his jacket, causing the man to make a quick turn in the indicated direction. "Thank you." He continued his instructions, having the man stay behind Daella @[member="Diana Moridena"] and @[member="Sopher Jakobs"]

 

[Aela Kellov]

Aela took her ship from the Black Sun's warship and, with the other forces, flew right into the heart of the battle in space. Maneuvering around she used her weapons on her Halo assault ship to take down three fighters. Twice she was tailed by other fighters but managed to avoid them by out-flying them in speed. Hearing the reports coming in from other pilots Aela began to see the Sun's fighters weren't exactly winning. Doing her best to help she flew in to save one squadron of fighters, only to lose half of them in the process. She cursed and slammed her fist against her pilot seat before getting readings of something coming out of FTL. That's when she'd seen the arrival of the Sith forces.

"Well look who's joined the party." she said to herself, seeing the dreadnaught. "Never thought I'd be this happy to see the Sith."

Feeling a bit more confident with the arrival of reinforcements she flew over and joined the Sith fighters that were engaged against the Republic's forces. At least now she felt that the Sun's had a chance with the Empire here, regardless of their own motivations at least they weren't helping the enemy.

@[member="Grundark"] @Darth Arcis

 

[Thaddeus Creed]

After some excavating, Thaddeus had found everything he'd need for whatever was coming his way. His gun and all the explosives he could carry was in tow as he exited his bunker and looked for a nice spot to hide out. Thaddeus came to the conclusion that it was the Republic finally taking their balls from their robes and showing their true faces: warmongering fanatics. "Oh what fun. I get to kill Jedi. I've yet to spill one of their blood." He grunted before making his way into the city, gun loaded and explosives ready at his waist.

It was fairly quiet save for the distant sounds of battle and civilians fleeing. Thaddeus made his way to a structure in the upper levels of the city. One where many mercs were hiding out, guns ready. Thaddeus walked in, nodded to the men and women posted, then laid his eyes on the lone togruta inside as well. Thaddeus scanned her and slowly approached, "You seem like you can handle yourself in a fight. Let's hope looks aren't deceiving. What's your name?" Thaddeus asked calmly to the togruta.

@[member="Airal Thamne"]

 

[Airal Thamne]

"The name is Aiiral, Airal Thamne. I just wish i had something to kill the damn jedi better with. All I have is these thermal detonators that should blow up before they get sent back at us with that magic they seem to be able to do. Never tested them though. " she said holding her handy KBR-04. " I just can't wait till they present themselves, I will show them what it means to fight. " As we all know that mercs have no honor, so in their fights they would have cheap shots taken and any advantage they could get. That is what happens when you fight on Nar Shadda after all. She was armed to the teeth as well, though not quite as well as @[member="Thaddeus Creed"]. She was more than a tad bit envious of him. She would have to trade ideas about what one should arm themselves with in the future. " What's yours?"

 

[Thaddeus Creed]

Thaddeus was in the middle of preparing a Thermal annihilator bomb inside of a closet in the building. A very discreet location where the Jedi wouldn't dare look. The bomb was powerful enough to take out the entire building, and everyone in it, with the click of a button. "Thaddeus Creed." He answered. The bomb he was planting would be quite devastating to the nearby area. "Listen up, mercs. I people planting these bombs in every building in the block. If we hear a giant boom, there's Pubbies nearby so ready yourselves. Airal, take these." Thaddeus stated as he finished priming the bomb and handed the togruta a bouquet of force breakers. "Hang these up by all of the doors on the ground floor so when the Jedi try to enter, they'll be hit by them. Go." he finished as he picked up his LS-150 and headed upstairs to the second floor to keep an eye out for incoming threats.

Thaddeus tuned his commlink to the Black Sun frequency "Listen up. This is Thaddeus Creed. I'm giving the orders for this block. No one, I repeat, no one open fire until the Jedi are in range. Am I clear? Keep your eyes on the streets and guns locked and loaded. They won't be taking this planet." Thaddeus finished, turning his attention to an oncoming speeder.

@[member="Airal Thamne"]

 

[Hannibal Oryen]

[[ Hired by @[member="Grundark"] to do some soldiering. ]]

@[member="Yusan Fenn"]

Smuggling three hundred military-grade battle droids through a civilized planet was difficult enough on its own, never mind doing it on a planet run by a Syndicate with the most expansive criminal intelligence network in the Galaxy and regularly employed those who knew the ins and outs of the smuggling trade like the back of their hands. Given that Nar Shadda's citizens were not typically of a reputable sort, it was also not completely out of the equation that one of Yusan's "friends" or former employees would rat him out in exchange for a a thousand Credits. Again, smugglers were rarely bound by a code of honor or anything of that sort. Money talked. And when Yusan's smugglers were talking, it was easy to identify just who was smuggling these droids, where they were going, and what purpose they would inevitably serve.

It wasn't like people wouldn't notice giant-ass crates being wheeled into a seedy warehouse in the refuge sector anyway.

Once the smugglers were talking, the Syndicate began analyzing security footage of Yusan captured throughout the sector. It was a tricky business, given his disguise, but since both he and the droid had apparently been there for months, the Black Suns had all the time they needed to be absolutely sure of who it was. A hoodie and some dirt made a normally snazzy Vice-Chancellor difficult to recognize, but not impossible. A few thieves paying a visit to the inside of the warehouse and poking around also confirmed the contents.

It was on the Sun's to-do list to go in and seize the droids before they could be used, but greed got in the way as always. They wanted all of them to be present when they were confiscated, after all. Before the sting could be launched, of course, the Republic fleet appeared in orbit and suddenly people had better things to do. As such, Hannibal was put on the case. A private, two million credit bounty was placed on the enterprising Echani senator. Hannibal was also given two thousand droids to deal with the situation- and he would also keep them if it worked.

Far be it for him to pass up such an opportunity, but Hannibal didn't need that many droids. He needed three gunships and two-hundred of the Hutt Legionnaires. They could keep most of the droids when it was done as well. Hannibal didn't need any mooks at this stage in his life. With little to no waning, three Kirtok-class Attack Ships soared towards the warehouse from the North, East, and West. As they raced towards the target, a number of concussion missiles fired off and slammed into the warehouse. If the droids weren't destroyed outright by an unavoidable chain reaction (considering the bombs implanted in their chest), they would be trapped or destroyed when the building also inevitably collapsed.

A few Graul-Class dropships followed in behind the Kirtoks, depositing squads of Hutt Legionnaires at key points around the warehouse to ensure any route of escape the Echani took would be noted. Screams were already erupting from the rest of the refugee sector as citizens thought the Republic or some other terrorist opened fire on them. They'd be filled in later, or maybe not. Hannibal didn't really care what they thought.

A dropship glided over to a position a little ways off from the warehouse, disgorging eleven Hutt Legionnaries. The droids landed with audible thuds and immediately moved to secure a perimeter and prepare to investigate further into the warehouse if it was necessary. Hannibal was among them, holding a BlasTech Retaliator in both hands and landing softly on the ground with the help of a near-silent jetpack. He held a voice amplifier to his mouth so that the Vice Chancellor, wherever he was in that possibly wrecked warehouse or surrounding area, could hear him.

"Jigs up, kid. Come on out with ya 'ands where I can sees 'em." Hannibal announced. "Nice and easy like. Ya wanted alive, dig?"

 

[Airal Thamne]

@[member="Thaddeus Creed"]

Airal did as he instructed and ran from door to door placing the grenades. It was fun, as that meant that the jedi were going to be putty in their hands. She loved a good target. She went from door to door, attaching two to each one. She even put some by some strategic windows to make use of the extras. This was going to be a great day. She was going to kill her a jedi. Her predatory teeth showed as she grinned to herself. She enjoyed selling the idea that they were toxic. As did most togruta. Their sharp teeth that they took out their prey with on their home planet were rumored to be venomous. Most togrutas were only too happy to make sure that this thought carried through the galaxy. Some even found ways to make their teeth inject venom. That is what she did. It was worth the credits and pain and the regular doses of anti venom.

 

[Serah Oricion]

Yusan pushed the rubble off of him, he could hear the troops outside and cursed himself. He should have known this wouldnt be that simple. Rummaging through the debris he found what he was looking for and stood up, waiting as the troops entered the caved in building and when Hannibal landed he merely removed his hood and made a face that was akin to someone in deep thought before he finally spoke, doing so while he gave the man a round of applause. "Well down well down, honestly i had thought that i had figured the plan all out. I mean, what could a warehouse full of droids do to a government sized military force?" A grin grew across his face, as he continued to speak in plain view of the armed men. "I mean, who am i to come to specially prepared building and just have no defenses? Oh wait." He clapped one last time then turned his wrist and pressed a button on his glove in less then a second. this simple action opened a chute under him and he dropped down into a tunnel before it closed.

What was left was a collapsed building, the area where Yusan had been standing, and a Yusan's last warning. About two minutes after Yusan had disappeared a faint repetitive beeping sounded, then several others, until it was a chorus coming from the collapsed warehouse and around where its foundations had been. The men had by the time the first beep had been heard they had fifteen seconds and by the time the ones outside where the warehouse had been sounded they had seven. Yusan had filled the ground around and in his warehouse with enough high explosives to collapse the entire level that the Warehouse was on and he intended to do so with the Black Sun troops there.

Yusan himself had ran down the tunnel and should hannibal spent the time to cut through the floor and follow him he would be in for a run, which at the end he would find a personal panic chamber that would be well away from both the blast and the warehouse. In it were two auto turrets, a Holopad, the signature armor worn by Void when he was seen, and a dozen war droids. And behind all this in clear view in the back was Yusan in a chair with the same grin on his face as he watched a camera feed from an adjacent building. @[member="Hannibal Oryen"]