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Jackals

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Nar Shaddaa​
A woman had supplied a frigate. A whole freakin' frigate. How lucky of him to reach out. He had a team now. Some walked with him, some were meeting him at the frigate to take off to Coruscant. They were all there because he asked, some he offered with the spoils of the people he was about to take down. Coruscant was too hot to begin on, all the players in one place would raise too many eyebrows, raise too much suspicion. And raise too many guns in his direction. He designated the team's callsign as 'Jackal'. He was Jackal Actual. The team came from all over. A Herglic. A clone- a no poodoo clone from way back when. Death on legs. A few other mercs here and there. They all had something to offer. They all had something to prove. And they all wanted something.

All Kaiden wanted, was bodies.

He stopped near the frigate, waiting for it's Captain, [member="Kat'Lariah Syphex"] to come down. The young woman was most helpful, and at the moment, the most important member of the team in terms of resources. But he suspected that a frigate wouldn't be so good when they were assaulting a compound of one of the largest criminal groups in the inner rim. He looked up at the frigate from behind his visor, wearing the near-legendary Havoc squad colors and emblem on his armor. He felt powerful again. He felt...alive. He felt purposed.

He was ready. He hoped everyone else was too. He waited patiently, for them all to show.
 

Kat'Lariah Syphex

Don't. Even. Think about it.
The Blazing Shard floated in dry dock, the metal beast slumbering as it awaited its passengers. It's captain, already aboard, gazed out of the viewport, a beautiful view of an ugly planet presented before her. The flame-haired captain glanced down towards the durasteel port beneath her, the distinctive armor of a Havok trooper standing out amongst the lesser armored pedestrians. Her client had arrived.

Descending down to the port, the woman left her leather jacket on the bridge, and appeared before the trooper with her revolver in her belt. "[member="Kaiden Rohn"] is it? No military rank goin' before that?" the young woman asked as she approached.
 
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NarrShada the planet that never sleeps. mostly for fear of being shanked.
Kami hated this place but business deals were nothing to be sniffed at and Havoc company was a pretty big deal to her.
The TAL docked at the given location kami was about to leave the ship in the hand of her AR-CE droid.
" i wont be long. i just want to see what all this is about." she informed the droid.
she clamped on her helmet and left the ship in the droids more than capable hands.
she checked the message running the slice trace another 5th time.
it checked out. still if this was a trap.. well she was more than capable.

[member="Kaiden Rohn"] [member="Kat'Lariah Syphex"]
 

Commander Firestorm

ARC Trooper Out of Time, Commander of the Unbroken
A lone figure in hybrid phase 1-phase 2 armor with distinctive 608th Battalion markings on it approached [member="Kaiden Rohn"] and [member="Kat'Lariah Syphex"] from the entrance of the landing zone. The figure was a clone ARC trooper, Commander Firestorm. He walked up to the two. "So you requested my assistance with an mission?" Firestorm had 2 custom DC-17 blaster pistols in holsters on either side of his hips and a lightsaber that resembled a thermal detonator magnetized to the back of his belt.
 
As she walked through her new home of Nar'Shadda, becoming an ever increasingly more welcome place to be, including the various street robberies that happened throughout the day she spotted a group of people assembled in some old clone gear. She shook her head and blew a piece of bubblegum next to them before popping it.

"Uh Mr. Clone men, cosplaying isn't allowed here. Also nice ship, where'd ya get it?"

She would then emit a child like giggle, laughing heavily to herself waiting for a response from them.

[member="Commander Firestorm"] [member="Kami Meran"] [member="Kaiden Rohn"] [member="Kat'Lariah Syphex"]
 

Commander Firestorm

ARC Trooper Out of Time, Commander of the Unbroken
"Who said I was cosplaying." He pulled off his helmet revealing the face of a Jango Fett clone. "I'm an actual clone." He turned back to the other two. "Yeah, even I have to say that's an impressive vessel."

[member="Serenity LoveHeart"] [member="Kami Meran"] [member="Kat'Lariah Syphex"] [member="Kaiden Rohn"]
 
Kami approached the group slipping in to her swaggering personality. hiding all her mental insecurities.
" You lot of skevers call for a professional? " she joked swaggering over in her full Beskergam.
she moated the ship. it was allright all things said.
[member="Commander Firestorm"][member="Serenity LoveHeart"][member="Kat'Lariah Syphex"][member="Kaiden Rohn"]
 
She would look at the clone in confusion before bursting out laughing once more.

"It was a joke sillyboo!" When she says this she would attempt to ruffle his hair when he takes his helmet off.

"Oh you clones are always so funny, but not as funny as me. What'ya doin' anyway? Special ops or something?"

She would snicker as she says this, placing her hand over her mouth attempting to control her laughter while keeping one hand on her Rotary laser cannon. But suddenly her face would light up as she laughs and stops immediately putting on a semi-serious face

"Special ops? Oh that was a great idea. Can I come can I come? I promise I won't make fun of you until you want me to"

She would then cup her hands together and look at at the clone with sad eyes before whispering.

"Promise..."

[member="Commander Firestorm"] [member="Kami Meran"] [member="Kat'Lariah Syphex"] [member="Kaiden Rohn"]
 

Commander Firestorm

ARC Trooper Out of Time, Commander of the Unbroken
Firestorm mumbles to himself, "I never quite got why the Mandalorians always think they're better than everyone else." He simply shrugs and puts his helmet back on while casually using the force to pull one of his blaster pistols out of its holster and started polishing it with a cloth he pulled out of a pouch on his belt. "Also I wouldn't see why not as long as Kaiden is okay with it, I couldn't help but notice the Z-6 rotary cannon your carrying around. Also what's your name."

[member="Kami Meran"][member="Serenity LoveHeart"][member="Kat'Lariah Syphex"][member="Kaiden Rohn"]
 
boobs kami tried to avoid looking at cleavage. damm her love fore flat chested girls.
" this better not be a trap."n she joked. wishing she could pull off a bikini top herself.
looking at [member="Commander Firestorm"] she looked confused. " ... im not carrying a Z9? i use them in a few builds though. "
 
She would reply before unstrapping her pink and graffitied rotary cannon putting it up in his face.

"Cool huh? I call him Zaps because he vaporizes people, and I'm Serenity. But most of my friends call me Crazylady. Can't think why though, you should see my sister. Once, she blew up the School's cantina because her boyfriend dumped her"

While saying this she would look over to the mandelorian, catching a glimpse of her looking at her chest.

"Hey! Mommy told me doing stuff like that was bad! Stop it!"

Commander Firestorm Kami Meran Kat'Lariah Syphex Kaiden Rohn
 

Commander Firestorm

ARC Trooper Out of Time, Commander of the Unbroken
Firestorm turned to the Mandalorian after putting the cloth and blaster away, "Well I'm Commander Firestorm, so who might you be." "Or should I just call you The Mandalorian," he said sarcastically.

[member="Kami Meran"][member="Serenity LoveHeart"][member="Kat'Lariah Syphex"][member="Kaiden Rohn"]
 
Damit... kami panicked. trying to not look like she was looking.
" That's not going to offer much protection." she tried shifting the conversation.
" So? am i here for the great great grandad shoe ore do you have a particular mission?" she asked.
" and its Meran, Kami Meran. or Kamminoska Okolo Verasa Solaski Gerasa Talili Osssollo Johann Gambolputty de von Ausfern-schplenden-schlitter-crasscrenbon-fried-digger-dingle-dangle- dongle-dungle-burstein-von-knacker-thrasher-apple-banger-horowitz- ticolensic-grander-knotty-spelltinkle-grandlich-grumblemeyer- spelterwasser-kurstlich-himbleeisen-bahnwagen-gutenabend-bitte-ein- nurnburger-bratwustle-gernspurten-mitz-weimache-luber-hundsfut- gumberaber-shonedanker-kalbsfleisch-mittler-aucher von Hautkopft Meran. but prefers simply Kami. with only one m."
[member="Serenity LoveHeart"][member="Commander Firestorm"]
 
Sergeant Valkren Calderon emerged from the shadows, sporting what seemed to be a full suit of Heavy Assault armor that looked to be battered and bruised in all sorts of ways. The grey distinguished markings on it seemed to give away the fact that it was a Republic special forces unit that he hailed from.

His chest plate was rigged with all sorts of gadgets and equipment for any operation or objective that came his way. Attached to his chest rig by a sling was his 'Valor' Assault blaster, shortened for close quarters combat. Along with his gadgets, he also carried on his back a full kit, with a modified Z-6 Rotary cannon hanging from the back of it. The man seemed to be a walking tank, and for good reason. As an Ex-Republic Commando, tagged under the callsign 'Saber One,' he once had access to some of the greatest weaponry and resources that the galaxy had to offer.

But no longer, now operating with the Directorate and elements of remaining Republic forces, he was but a thing of the past, even if he was still in his twenties. The young commando from Alderaan approached the group, blinking from behind his visor as his Head's-up-display outlined each and every person awaiting their turn to board the ship, before focusing on [member="Kaiden Rohn"].

Havoc squad, a prestigious group of warfighters that were famous, to say the least, among gunfighters and warriors alike all across the galaxy. Valkren had studied many of their public operations during his brief stint in the Officer training school on Alderaan, and had even applied many of their tactics to his own operations.

He had the members of Havoc squad to thank for the successful operations he had run, and for getting his own team home safe. Even if they didn't directly assist them.

"Sergeant Valkren Calderon, reporting." His voice rang out, a vocoded layer covering it.

[member="Kami Meran"] | [member="Commander Firestorm"] | [member="Serenity LoveHeart"] | [member="Kat'Lariah Syphex"]
 

Commander Firestorm

ARC Trooper Out of Time, Commander of the Unbroken
"I'm physically only 19 and if your asking about the mission you need to talk to Kaiden." Firestorm motioned over to Kaiden and Kat'Lariah.

[member="Kami Meran"][member="Serenity LoveHeart"][member="Kat'Lariah Syphex"][member="Kaiden Rohn"]
 
Serenity would glance [member="Valkren Calderon"] blinking in quick succession. She put her hand on her lip before speaking out loud.

"Another Mister Clone? How many of you are there? Wait... you're not planning on killing people, are you?"

Her mouth would drop as she came to this realization. She also managed to spot the new clone's Z-6 rotary cannon as she unstrapped her's and put it next to her face, the two being distinctly different, her's sporting a new pink painjob with various local Alderaan graffiti, which you would recognise if you were a local.

"Oh you got one two. My daddy bought it after I got an A in my fashion course"

She would then begin to hug Zaps as she spoke.

"It'd be nice if you could tell me what we're doing here, Mister Clone."

[member="Kami Meran"] [member="Commander Firestorm"] [member="Kat'Lariah Syphex"] [member="Kaiden Rohn"]
 

Commander Firestorm

ARC Trooper Out of Time, Commander of the Unbroken
"If your wondering how I'm only that old it was because I was stuck on board a derelict Venator-Class Star Destroyer in a cryogenic stasis pod and was stuck there since before the Clone War ended." He pulled his lightsaber, which resembled a thermal detonator, from his belt and ignited its blue blade. "This is why I was stasis."
[member="Kami Meran"][member="Valkren Calderon"][member="Serenity LoveHeart"][member="Kat'Lariah Syphex"][member="Kaiden Rohn"]
 
D'vok sighed to himself. He was wondering why he agreed to this. One second he's in the middle of deep space, with all the corellian whiskey he can drink, and all the credits he could want, and the next he's answering a call from a republic ambassador. They hadn't expected for anyone to pick up, but D'vok still had his dad's old holocom. Since he was there, they offered him good money and a republic pardon chip if he helped. D'vok had always been impartial to the republic, but he still considered himself neutral. This is where he had to start taking sides, he thought. He strapped on his dad's old Mk.II Clone armor. The armor was tattooed with various designs in faded purple ink, something D'vok always found interesting. He sighed, slinging his trusty EE-3 carbine across his back. He holstered his DL-44, and his lightsaber, loaded up on thermal detonators and various other goodies, and strolled up to the group.
"You guys are here for the thing too? Damn, and I thought I was special."
 

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