Private Keep Your Rifle By Your Side

[Deryn Kaaldos]

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"They'll look high and they'll look low. They'll look everywhere you go. But when the sinners find us we won't hide!" The song resounded through the small music player on Deryn's belt. He held his BSD-02 Tactical Shotgun firmly as he strolled down the Heavy Transport Cruiser's halls, humming to the tune. The job was simple, though he was expecting a twist at some point, or at least some big difficulty. See, this was guard duty. It wasn't his usual gig, especially with his record and pay. If you wanted a Bounty Hunter that could uncomplicated broke through the defenses of any station you wished, an assassin that left no trace because there was nothing left recognizable, a hired killer that could make sure that whatever punishment you wanted to inflict could be guaranteed, Deryn was the guy. He wasn't good for defense work, too destructive and messy for this business, but the pay was much higher than usual. He needed that money, especially after he lost most of his Hutt Coins playing Pazaak back on Nevarro. It was safe to assume that his employer was expecting trouble - a lot of trouble - if he was willing to hire him at his rates for just guard duty. It made him a bit anxious too, so he brought a friend along.

"They'll come loud and they'll come fast. But we'll shoot first and we can last. Keep your rifle by your side!" The song continued. He would've whistled along but his anatomy wasn't exactly made for such complicated task. He wasn't made with lips, after all. Couldn't kiss a booboo better than he could bite someone's head off. Perhaps it was for the better. He was loud enough as it is. Speaking of loud, the internal mechanisms of this particular ship was making his sensory acuity drop. There was a consistent pumping noise, he couldn't feel as many footsteps as he would like. Of course, there were only a handful of people on this ship, selected with great scrutiny under his employer. Maybe extra eyes would've been better but the lack of overall people on this cruiser wasn't appealing to the paranoid side of him. He would've felt more comfort if he at least had one person within range of him at all times. With his "hearing" blurred, it felt a lot emptier than the ship already was. For now, he can hear heartbeats up to twenty-five meters away, half a quarter of what he can usually do. Everything else beyond that was blurred. Footsteps were out of depth, whispers of conversations from the hull of the ship, it only served to amplify the creeping feeling on his nerves. And Gen'Dai had quite a few more nerves than most beings.

"So we'll take a stand because we must protect our land. Keep your rifle by your side!" He opened up the doors to the hangars, checking up on his own ship parked inside. There were a a few of them on the ship on guard duty, counting the little missy's droid, though he'd rather count it as her weapon of choice. The employer was meticulous but a larger amount of guards would have surely been more effective than him, no matter how good he was. More eyes, more guns - granted, he was rather particular on who set foot on the ship. Still, it the internal defenses were divided. As long as one of them remained close to the cargo and they were connected by commlinks, there shouldn't be too much of a problem.

He decided to check in with his partner, as he did every ten minutes. Constant check-ups were required with so little of them. Someone could easily have been taken out during the time between checks, but the thieves if a response is missed, the thieves wouldn't have had much time to escape or get in further with only ten minutes. "Mariah, are you good over there?" The cargo was located back in the storage unit, around 100 meters from the hangar bay.

Spoiler: Heavy Transport Cruiser

Mariah of House Marr Khrussk Adi'ka Awaud Dezik Agorr Avolich Erasare

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[Adi'ka Awaud]

Adi'ka was in place just as planned. It had been easy to infiltrate the heavy transport. She never relied purely on her many gadgets. Camouflage fields and sensor dampening equipment tended to light up on good scanners like decorated lifeday-trees. But good old sneaking from the beginning of evolution never come in mind of most hightech-warriors. And so the petite Mandalorian had simply searched for blind spots, loud machinery and the routine of patrols to sneak aboard. There she hid in the technological entrails of the hammerheaded ship. As Lepi she was very good at this.

But she was also a little worried. There was at least one security detail of the guild on board too she had learned and she would never kill another guild member. That could be a complication to knock out some experienced and well equipped hunter like her without lethal force. The gas cannisters with Bothan spores she planned to feed into the life support would certainly not affect him if he was wearing protective gear. And what hunter beside stupid Trandoshans would do not wear it?

She had to improvise heavily and so she released her tiny little infiltration droids E-GG1 and BN-I1 to search for a computer terminal. The small jumping maschine BN-I1 was hoppung and climbing around and hovering E-GG1 was flying in the sensor shadows of electronic devices avoiding any surveillance equipment showing on the passive sensors.

Adi'ka herself shut down the ear dampeners of her armor and listened closely for the acustic animalies on board of the ship. She readied her silenced Verpine magna caster and adjusted the scope.

 

[Khrussk]

Location: The Terror, Hyperspace Point

Khrussk was familiar with stillness, the quiet before a hunt or the silence before the blast. As he aged, he learned the exhilaration that came with patience and the joy that came with the moment his reticle lined up. Khrussk was not the same young Trandoshan that he was two decades ago, his favoured form of Bounty Hunting was no longer borderline terrorism.

A serpentine tongue flashed over a glossy maw of teeth, Khrussk's lips were drawn back into what any other species might call a scowl. However, to a Trandoshan, it would be a look of apprehensive glee. Though his favoured form of combat was no longer so terroristic, Khrussk was perhaps as far as one could get from the terms 'stealthy' and 'subtle'. He was six feet, seven inches of reptile, after all. However, it was a childish glee that filled the aged Trandoshan when he learned of his part in the operation.

Most of the Hunters were tasked with infiltrating the large transport, trying to find and secure the cargo for extraction. Khrussk's job was far more simple and lacked the tact expected of his compatriots. Khrussk was to play the distraction.

The Terror, his freighter-turned-gunboat, was not a large nor powerful ship. In sustained combat, it would be little more than a floating wreck if it tried to face the larger ship directly. Thankfully, Khrussk's task was not so suicidal. Located at a designated hyperspace point, the Terror floated lifelessly. Under each wing was a suite of ion torpedoes, very limited weapons good at disabling engines or weapon systems for a brief time, but not much else. It was a precise operation, as Khrussk would have mere seconds upon the arrival of the other ship before its shields could be raised. Should he fail, Khrussk would be exposed and without his own shields up, easy pickings for defensive laser cannons.

A small ping on his control panel warned Khrussk of an incoming hyperspace signature, its designation unfamiliar but its impending arrival causing in him great joy. A low hiss terminated from behind his rows of sharp teeth, coming out as both a chuckle and a growl. His eyes, which were so intimidating to other lesser species, crinkled with barely restrained glee. Playing the part of the distraction was ill-fitting of an old Bounty Hunter like himself, but sometimes it was just damn fun t play the part of the anvil.

(Relevant Tags: Deryn Kaaldos , Adi'ka Awaud , Mariah of House Marr , Dezik Agorr , Avolich Erasare )

 

[Dezik Agorr]

Location: Corridors, Heavy Transport Cruiser
Objective: Guard the Cargo
Allies: Defence Team | Deryn Kaaldos
Enemies: Attack Team | Open to interaction

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"Where there is money, there is fighting"​

Walking through the empty corridors of the cruiser Dezik was pretty happy with the job. A few easy credits and free transport to Coruscant, although he'd have to be careful of law enforcement especially after he pummelled that Alliance Veteran on his last visit there. Still he appreciated the ride since he didn't have a ship of his own. He walked in silence as he patrolled, his turns and steps precise, almost as if he was marching. If there was one thing Dezik would always keep with him was his training.

Dezik checked his rifle as continued walking, there wasn't much else to do. Still a full ammo count, something unusual this late into a job for him. Dezik was a man with a big gun and boy did he like using it. To Dezik the best missions are combat missions, the adrenaline rush of an intense firefight was the best drug, although death squad jobs would always hold a special place in his heart. There was nothing like blowing a farmer armed with a pitchfork to pieces.

Once he finished patrolling his end of the ship he activated his comms with a connection to Deryn Kaaldos '. "Starboard hallways clear. How much longer are we being paid to stand around and do nothing?" he asked, a hint of sarcasm in his voice. Dezik lowered his comm link and continued walking, "I just want to shoot something for kark's sake." he said to himself. Dezik walked over to an air vent, removed his helmet and lit a cigarra. Without a helmet one could still tell he was a soldier of some sort, from the same buzzcut he had since basic training to the aurbesh tattoo above his eye which read 'bucket head'.

 

[Mariah of House Marr]

Location:
Mariah: Cargo bay, hidden in a crate in the corner in order to use White.
White-5: The Heavy Transport Cruiser, Cargo bay. (NOTE: Mariah is using White-5 directly, like an overly complicated weapon)

Allies: Defenders: Deryn Kaaldos Dezik Agorr
Enemies: Non interacting directly yet. Open.

Mariah had taken a job as a guard. It wasn't the first time she'd done this sort of thing, she didn't personally get involved in these things often however. While she knew quite well how to use a weapon, there were too many beings in the galaxy that could outmatch her physical abilities. For that reason she had a stand-in, White-5. The unusual droid carried a rifle and two blasters on him, as well as a communicator. Not that he necessarily needed on, Mariah had one on her, and she could see all his actions on her gauntlet, or through the headpiece she was using to control all his action.

White had a very specific purpose, to replace her in combat. She could set his AI system aside in place for her gaining full control of his abilities while wearing a headpiece, the thing she had on while hiding away on her own ship. Instead of walking, White would periodically go from walking, running, and jogging, at irregular intervals. This made timing when he'd be and where almost impossible. And he wasn't as loud as a usual droid, having plastoid and titanium as his primary design made him relatively normal weight for his size, while the plastoid made his

So far, everything had been quiet. They often stayed that way. But this was a special case. This case had a lot of money involved. something that Mariah very much appreciated. She heard Deryn Kaaldos ask her how things were. She'd met the man in the past when he had a malfunction on his life suit. Found out he wasn't what he said he was, didn't know what exactly he was. And he knew she was older than she looked. Interesting man, she would remember that interaction. "Good so far. No signs of any intruders. I have White running around, who I may be communicating through soon. I'm currently stashed inside an empty crate so I can maximize my use of him."

She chuckled to herself, "Guess I'm also avoiding getting shot but that'll get a lot harder if they get in here with me and White."

She didn't know the other defenders such as Dezik Agorr and wasn't sure if there would be much visiting after all this was over, one way or another. She wasn't sure how they were going to fare against whatever threat they had, but she knew that she wasn't going to make it easy on them. White would be watching every crate, every door, every vent or pipe. Listening for movement, "smelling" for irregular chemicals.


Equipment:
White-5:
IR-1
bar-58-blaster-pistol (Right side)
pv-16-sunfury-pulse-pistol (left side)
Mariah:
mariahs-necklace
mariahs-gauntlet
pv-16-sunfury-pulse-pistol
bar-58-blaster-pistol
orestiad-flight-suit

 

[Deryn Kaaldos]

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"Good. Comfy in that box o' yours?" He chuckled to himself as he activated the interlink to his ship. He felt a bit better after hearing her voice. In the mostly empty halls of this cruiser, he had been on edge. Perhaps he was just lonely. Still, he didn't feel right on this mission, but then again, perhaps he was just being self-centered with how much his employer emphasized on price on him. He took a deep breath in his mask - he didn't need to breath but it was a force of habit - and opened the door of his freighter. "How's the cargo?" Mariah was closest to their goods: small identified living creatures contained in tight tunqstoid boxes that shook and jolted non-stop from their seemingly never ending strength and energy. "Did they get tired of banging themselves against their metal boxes yet?

Stepping in, he looked for his second pair of eyes. B-Z floated over in the corner, charging and deactivated. He interlinked with it and watched it power up. On the HUD inside his armor, a small portion of B-Z's own sight and sensors could be seen. B-Z wasn't made for this kind of work, much like him, but they'll cover more ground this way. He then looked to his armory, wondering if he needs to reconsider his choice of weapons. The BSD-02 was made for ship defense as he had made it, but it was also made in greater quantities so its quality is overall reduced, though he bet that the robot Mariah of House Marr had would find it more suitable than its current weapons. Then he heard Dezik speak through the comm. "I have a feeling we're gonna be shooting at something sooner rather than later, bud." Was it his senses? He wasn't Force-Sensitive but something that wasn't moving before was moving. Still, he couldn't make it quite out. The ship was still too damned loud. "Hangar Bay clear. I'm on my ship, looking through my armory. You have an energy shield on you?" Both he and Dezik Agorr , according to records, both served in the Sith-Imperial Army, though unlike Dezik, Deryn didn't desert. He was discharged due to fatal injuries. According to the records.

"Hey, missy," He called out to Mariah of House Marr once more. Taking his own Light Repeater, he'd let his BSD-02 hang on his back. "I got a better gun for the droid if you want it. We still have a long way to go to Coruscant and we are getting into that territory." Transport ships to Coruscant were bountiful, just like this one with plenty valuable goods aside from their special cargo. It wasn't uncommon for these ships to get attacked by Pirates for it and in this area, it was particularly prolific. As he rifled through his armory, the song would bleed through the communications link to both Dezik and Mariah, no pun intended "They'll have bombs and they'll have tanks cause they have money in their banks but we won't fall as long as we can fight!"

"They'll go on and preach their hate but they won't get past the gate. Keep your rifle by your side!" It resounded through the walls. Maybe if he turned it off, he could hear better. Yet he didn't, the music kept him company.

Spoiler: Deryn's Equipment

• Light Repeater
• Modified DL-44
• Shoulder-Mounted Rotary Cannon
• Cybernetic Gen'Dai Power-Shell
• Cybernetic Gen'Dai Power-Skeleton
• Tidefall Vibroblade
• BSD-02 Boarded Spacecraft Defense Tactical Shotgun
• Implosion Grenades x5
• Wrist-Mounted Flamethrower
• Thermal Detonators x5
• M-1 Energy Shield

Allies:
Mariah of House Marr || Dezik Agorr

Enemies:
Adi'ka Awaud Avolich Erasare Khrussk
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[Avolich Erasare]

Location: Engine room
Allies: Adi'ka Awaud Khrussk
Enemies: Mariah of House Marr Dezik Agorr Deryn Kaaldos

Avolich grinned as he listened to the hum of the ship walking hi way through engineering. A standard idea of his had worked effortlessly slip into the ventilation system most ships had enough space to fit him in certain sections. “Frak slipping out is always a pain” He whispered to himself as he slips out of a vent in the ceiling and drops to the floor. Looking at the engines he heads to the locker room using the hustle and bustle of the ship to hide his movements. He was no expert but the sounds of the ship shouldn't hide his efforts to remove the ventilation panel that his gear was stashed in since it was too large to fit with him. “Hello baby did you miss me” He coos to his 5' studded club as he slips on his combat gear.


Now fully dressed for bloodshed Avolich chuckles walking back into the engine room “One, Two, Three, Four.” He counts out the mechanics in his section. Unstrapping his grenade belt he slips it into a section of the ships engine and rigs a remote using his datapad. “After that goes off they'll be dead in space for 20 minutes till they get back up systems routed less time than I'd like more time than I need.” Pulling his blaster pistol he dispatches the mechanics in the immediate area one trigger pull per. Slipping out of the room he makes his way down one of the main corridors humming a song he'd heard back when he was a assassin for the Hutts. It'd been years decades even since he's been frozen so the song was guaranteed to be a classic by now. Listening to the ship he grimaced there would be absolutely no way he'd be able to hear anyone that wasn't running up on him.


Pulling his datapad he shrugs hoping that he'd feel the opposition if they approached. His teachers called it force sensitivity but seeing as he had no real training in the use of the force it was hit or miss if it would work for him. Usually more hit than miss. Slowing down some he evens out his steps hoping to be passed off as someone who was supposed to be there.

 

[Adi'ka Awaud]

Location: Intersection Midships
Allies: Avolich Erasare Khrussk
Enemies: Mariah of House Marr Dezik Agorr Deryn Kaaldos

Sure the surrondings were safe Adi'ka shouldered her weapon beside her deck sweeper and get back to work.

The Mandalorian lagomorph followed the motions of her droids on the split screens of her HUD. The tiny units reached their postions at the next computer terminal and the control interface of the life support.

The armored Lepi herself was in position at the central ventilation access and linking the canister with the compresed Bothan spore gas to the system. Crew and hopefully some of the security and perhaps even the living cargo too would be out cold the instant the spores spread through the ship. The allies were supposed to have some kind of protection - so at least she hoped.
Her droids would override the hazard security protocols of the life support and the alert to the central computer of the ship. With access to the central computer itself Ad'ka would have control of the emergeny blast doors, sealing off areas with security staff and simultaniously opening a escape route for herself and the enigmatic brute ally of her... and of course opening remotely the hangar doors for the Terror to snatch the cargo.

The signal to begin her part of the operation would be the shutdown of the engines. The big bad sexy primate would handle that. So was at least the plan.

Equipment on mission:
Deck sweeper https://starwars.fandom.com/wiki/Deck_Sweeper_Stunning_Blaster
Magna caster https://starwars.fandom.com/wiki/Magna_Caster-100
1 ion grenade
1 cannister with Bothan spore gas
Adi'ka´s armor https://www.starwarsrp.net/threads/armor-of-adika-awaud.143979/
2 infiltration droids https://www.starwarsrp.net/threads/bn-n1.143984/ https://www.starwarsrp.net/threads/eg-g1.143982/

 

[Khrussk]

Location: The Terror, Hyperspace Point
Allies: Avolich Erasare , Adi'ka Awaud
Enemies: Deryn Kaaldos , Mariah of House Marr , Dezik Agorr


The first warning Khrussk got that something was coming was the warning ping on his dashboard, briefly illuminating the cockpit of the Terror before returning to its darkness. The Trandoshan's eyes snapped open as his tongue flickered out in a soft hiss. The console, dimly lit in its low-power mode, warning of a rapidly approaching craft in hyperspace, along with the usual warnings to move to a safe distance and other such nonsense.

The ship was still a couple of minutes out, but the moment it arrived, Khrussk would need to start his part of the plan: distraction and irritation. Going that everything went to plan, then Avolich's little present would leave the ship defenceless for a few minutes at best. Khrussk would just need to make some noise, firing off a few torpedoes, and keep their attention on him while his allies secured the package.

Easier said than done, the Terror was one scorekeeper-blessed ship, but it wasn't an interceptor. If whoever owned the oncoming ship had some actual fighters, his job would become that much harder. Then again, that was what the auto-turrets were for, Krussk supposed.

Certain the missiles were primed and ready to fire once given a target, Khrussk completely shut down all of the ship's systems barring only the extremely basic life support. He was in place, now he just needed his prey to spring the trap.

Equipment (Though most of it is really just flavour text):
1x A280 Blaster Rifle
1x SE-14C Blaster Pistol
1x Light Flak-Vest (Generic)

Ship Armaments:
2x Twin-Linked Chin-Mounted Turbolasers
3x Repeating Point-Defence Laser Cannons
1x Under-Chin Medium Ion Cannon
6x Light, Short-Range Concussion Missiles
2x Light Ion Torpedoes

 

[Dezik Agorr]

Location: Corridors, Heavy Transport Cruiser
Objective: Guard the Cargo
Allies: Defence Team | Deryn Kaaldos
Enemies: Attack Team | Open to interaction

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"In the midst of Chaos there is also Opportunity"
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After a single puff of his cigarra, a light within Dezik's helmet lit up, signalling he had an incoming transmission. "Ah kark it." he said tossing the Cigarra on the floor and putting it out with his boot. Dezik placed the helmet back on his head and picked up his rifle and restarted his patrol. "I don't got an energy shield on me. Found 'em hard to use while holding my DLT." he said, while opening a blast door. "I'm heading to the bridge, check up on the pilots." he continued.

The mundane and routine patrols of this job reminded him of his time in the Sith Empire, back when he was known as Cpl. Agorr, heavy weapons specialist. Those were good days and days he missed, there was nothing like sitting in a foxhole with your squad of fellow men and women, clad in the white Sith-Imperial Storm Armor Mk. III. He sure as hell didn't miss the pay though.

Dezik opened the door to the bridge, where a few crew members stood around piloting the ship. "How's everything up here." he asked to one of the pilots. The man took a sip from a mug and turned to Dezik. "We're all good, looks like this might be a bit of a quiet journey, sensors haven't got anything." Dezik nodded, leaning on his DLT while he spoke. "As much as I complain about the lack of action I'll never turn down easy money." The pilot swivelled back around to his console. "Yeah you look ready to fight a small war. And don't you get tired with that helmet of yours on? Breathing all that filtered air and a lack of sunlight." The mercenary shook his head. "You get use to it after 8 years, and all the air in here is just recycled so it isn't any better."

 

[Mariah of House Marr]

Allies: Deryn Kaaldos , Dezik Agorr
Enemies: Khrussk, Adi'ka Awaud , Avolich Erasare

Location:
Mariah: Cargo hold inside a crate
White: Perimeter of Cargo Hold

"Comfy as you can be in a durasteel crate." She responded to Deryn Kaaldos , "Which is actually better than it seems."

Partially because there was little chance that she would be directly attacked from where she was. And she could not only hear what White could, but might be able to hear someone trying to sneak around in the cargo hold if they somehow managed to get past White or the other members of the crew. That is, if it wasn't for the regular clanging of the creatures.

"Cargo is lively as ever. Honestly you could use these things to power a generator." she said shaking her head.

Deryn gave Dezik...comfort? about getting potential action soon. Mariah personally preferred if things went smoothly, but if they did, people wouldn't be paying people like her for jobs like this. That's just the way it was. Him and Dezik talked about personal shields for a moment. Mariah didn't have one on her personally, however White had one built in to his system. They were certainly helpful.

Deryn Kaaldos asked if her droid could use a better weapon, "Yeah probably I..." she paused as she saw the signals come up on the head piece she was coming up. His chem-receptors were coming in handy. "Foreign substances in the air. If you've got a helmet or enviro-suit, might want to use it now. The crew needs to know. I doubt this was caused by the creatures in the boxes, it was too fast. Might not be able to have White come pick up a weapon, until we know where the intruder or intruders are he may need to stay guarding the perimeter of the cargo, or he'll have to check on the crew." she said cracking her neck as she made sure the crate was closed tight. She put the helmet over the equipment used to control White directly. fortunately it was large enough. Thus protecting her from the spores that Adi'ka Awaud had released.

She started scanning for potential signals used by whatever intruders they had on board, (Khrussk, Adi'ka Awaud , Avolich Erasare ). She couldn't take control of it probably, but what she could potentially do was monitor it. Get a better read on location, and potentially try and decrypt it live so she could understand what the intruders were doing (if they were using wireless transmissions).

"Have the pilots scan for any issues in the air-vents, that's the only way they could have gotten something spreading this fast."


Equipment:
White-5:
IR-1
bar-58-blaster-pistol (Right side)
pv-16-sunfury-pulse-pistol (left side)
Mariah:
mariahs-necklace
mariahs-gauntlet
pv-16-sunfury-pulse-pistol
bar-58-blaster-pistol
orestiad-flight-suit

 

[Deryn Kaaldos]

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He wasn't quite sure how handling something like a heavy blaster rifle didn't mesh well with a personal energy shield, given heavy weapons and personal energy shields were a rather good combination but he didn't question it. Instead, he sent B-Z out on his way, patrolling much the same way that droid of the little missy's was. He stayed on his ship for just a bit longer, looking through his equipment once more as Mariah called out to them, warning that her sensors had picked up foreign contaminants in the air. He sighed, it seems like it was time. His suit didn't have a filtration system for air, mostly because he didn't need it. To avoid the bothan in the air, he simply stopped breathing. If he knew it was bothan, he wouldn't even have made adjustments as it attacked the lungs, and Deryn didn't have lungs.

"Agorr, warn the crew. I'll find whatever is in the vents." He would take a Sonic Detonator from his armory before leaping out of his ship and kicking down a vent grate. Activating the detonator, he threw it down the ventilation shaft. Adi'ka Awaud was not in range for her to be in immediate danger, but Deryn would know her range soon enough. As it began to emit a power screeching noise, Deryn would listen attentively as the blaring detonator's sounds would echo through the vent. When it bounced back to him, he would feel the emptiness where Adi was, reflecting the sounds. The bat-like ears of his specie wasn't just for show - he was echolocating. "We've got a visitor, Agorr. They're close to you, Northeast."

"You go get them, I'll guide you if you lose them." He took more Sonic Detonators from his armory, attempting to keep track of the Lepi. However, just as he was about to throw another one down the vent, B-Z encoutered someone who was not supposed to be here. Avolich Erasare . He made sure to know the crew, a head count of them all. It wasn't like there were many to remember anyways. This man surely wasn't in the line up. "We've got another visitor - I'm engaging with B-Z!"

B-Z wasn't a droid made for combat, in spite of all the weapons he put on him. He was a tracking droid and if in combat, he was supposed to work in tandem with Deryn, not operate separately. His combat viability went down but as he let out his PR-20, he would set fire anyways as it launched a volley of plasma rounds towards Avolich's large frame from about twelve meters away down the hall, flying backwards as it did to avoid engaging in close-quarters with the giant of a man. "I'm going to need some help over here, Mariah!" He said as he sent her B-Z's location.

ALLIES: Mariah of House Marr & Dezik Agorr
ENEMIES: Khrussk || Adi'ka Awaud || Avolich Erasare
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Spoiler: Equipment

• Light Repeater
• Modified DL-44
• Shoulder-Mounted Rotary Cannon
• Cybernetic Gen'Dai Power-Shell
• Cybernetic Gen'Dai Power-Skeleton
• Tidefall Vibroblade
• BSD-02 Boarded Spacecraft Defense Tactical Shotgun
• Implosion Grenades x5
• Wrist-Mounted Flamethrower
• Thermal Detonators x5
• M-1 Energy Shield

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[Adi'ka Awaud]

Ad'ka was not directly hit by the sonic detonation, but the effect was devasting enough. She had disabled the ear protection of her armor and so the sensible Lepi hearing of her was hit as if an explosion has happened direct beside her.
Her ears were ringing, she lost her sense of balance and was stunned for the moment.

What was happening? Did someone had detected her against all odds? She had not even opened the cannister nor had her comrade sabotaged the engines. Perhaps the cannister was damaged and the bothan spores were in the air and detected by the security.

All that had no meaning in the moment. She was stunned and the surprise attack was not longer a surprise.

 

[Avolich Erasare]

Location: Starboard Main Corridor
Allies: Adi'ka Awaud Khrussk
Enemies: Mariah of House Marr Dezik Agorr Deryn Kaaldos


Having walked far enough that any unfortunate chain reaction from the detonation wouldn't effect him Avolich grins and coms his Allies “Hope you are ready things are about to get messy” His voice holding a sing song like tone. Putting on a re-breather mask he waves at the cameras in time for his senses to scream one simple word DODGE. Acting on instinct he drops into a roll protecting his datapad as he slams into the wall across from him his eyes looking wildly for the source of the attack his nose picking up the tale tell scent of plasma. Comming his allies he starts for the cargo bay slamming his thumb on the button to trigger his grenades “I've been made going loud” Those words were all he could speak before the detonation knocking the engines out and dropping the ship into real space. The engines sputtering out from the blast leave the once loud ship much quieter.


With a lurch he stumbles pulling his great club and a blaster pistol aiming it at the droid and opening fire as he takes off in opposite direction the mission came first besides the accursed thing probably moved faster than him for longer. “Frak” he growls his voice dark and heavy. He could feel the bloodlust welling up in him the need to destroy, but siting the aggressor as a droid he ignores the worst of it knowing that only living creatures will do the job. Taking off at speeds that some force users would find surprising he pushes his genetically enhanced muscles. Lose the droid get to cargo the thought echoing in his mind as he darts down a side corridor hoping either to lose his attacker or lead it into a situation it couldn't get away.


Settling his weapons club in his right hand blaster his left he slows after a time hoping to catch his most likely pursuer up close around a corner. Knowing that the worst of the fighting would take place a turn or two away in the cargo bay he steels himself “Let the crazy flow.” With those words he relaxes a chuckle and a crazed grin settling on his face as his skin turns from a light tan to a deep red. He could feel his nerves fire faster his body strengthen from the adrenal rush.

 

[Adi'ka Awaud]

Adi'ka could not hear the explosion but feeled the sudden vibration and sended the signal relaid by her droids to seal the corridors with emergency blast doors and imprison the guards or least slowing them down. Leaving only the escape route to the cargo for Avolich. Staggering she tried to escape this way too. She was full of agony, sick and deaf. But her survival instincts took over. This was no simple job any longer but a fight for her live. She feeled the wet blood ticklng out of her ears into the pelt under her helmet.
Brainticks? Did the security have karked force-using fortunetellers in their ranks? Knowing not even her plan but knowing also that hearing was her strength and weakness at the same time?

She gritted her small sharp carnivore teeth and grabbed her decksweeper rifle, preparing to make her dash to the cargo hold and withdrawing her droids, leaving some really nasty virus in the ship computer out of spite.

 

[Khrussk]

Location: The Terror, Hyperspace Point
Allies: Avolich Erasare , Adi'ka Awaud
Enemies: Deryn Kaaldos , Mariah of House Marr , Dezik Agorr


Khrussk, however, remained unaware of just how FUBAR the entire operation went, the stick radio-silence he adhered to ensured that much. So it was with the expected amount of excitement that Khrussk felt when he saw the massive transport come trundling out of hyperspace. It was ten times the size of the Terror yet pathetically under armed based on when the Trandoshan could see. The issue of weapon systems and the threat therein was not an immediate concern, however, as the ferociously flicking flames to the aft of the ship told Khrussk it was out of commission for the time being.

Confident the shields were down, Khrussk kicked the engines of the Terror back online, a roar echoing through the cockpit from the rear of the ship. The weapon systems came on first, with subsidiary systems following suit moments later. In those moments, the targeting system realigned its shot and quickly found what Khrussk was aiming at.

Of its not-insubstantial payload, the Terror loosed three concussion missiles. The first twirled upwards, relative to the orientation of the two ships, towards the tower. It was paramount that the ship loses the means to call for help, after all. The second veered to the left, looping around the larger craft before diving towards its protected bridge. The last missile hurtled on a straight path towards the left-most, forward-facing cannon of the large cruiser. It was unlikely that any of these ships would do more than superficial damage, they were purpose-designed anti-fighter missiles, after all, but they would certainly cause enough panic to help Khrussk's comrades.

He hoped.

His part played and his payload unleashed, Khrussk staffed the larger cruiser with his forward-facing turbo lasers and made to retreat to a safe distance.

Equipment (Though most of it is really just flavour text):
1x A280 Blaster Rifle
1x SE-14C Blaster Pistol
1x Light Flak-Vest (Generic)

Ship Armaments:
2x Twin-Linked Chin-Mounted Turbolasers
3x Repeating Point-Defence Laser Cannons
1x Under-Chin Medium Ion Cannon
6x (-3) Light, Short-Range Concussion Missiles
2x Light Ion Torpedoes

 

[Dezik Agorr]

Location: Corridors, Heavy Transport Cruiser
Objective: Guard the Cargo
Allies: Defence Team | Deryn Kaaldos
Enemies: Attack Team | Adi'ka Awaud

___________________________________________________________________________________________________
"You can be the hunter, or you can be the hunted"
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As soon as the transmission came in from Mariah of House Marr of the foreign substance in the air Dezik knew things were about to get exciting. "Breath masks on now! Foreign substance in the air!" he said to the crew and they scrambled to their masks, the radar operator falling unconscious before he could put his on in time. Right after that the entire ship shook as the missiles came in and Dezik fell over as one hit the bridge. One of the pilots began reading out a damage report. "No major damage, comms might be a little off but we're all fine." he said while propped up against his chair. As Dezik got up heard a panicked crew member speak "Whats going on?!". The mercenary calmly switched the safety off of his weapon. "Someone's decided it's time for a fight." he said before turning back to the crew. "Get your man up and deal with that ship. Start scanning the vents and let me know when you find anything. I'm off to find our friend in the vents." he said before walking out the door and began running North East.

He activated his comms back to Deryn "10-4 I'm moving to the target now." as he said that the blast door in front of him suddenly sealed along with the one behind him. "Oh think that'll stop me?" he said before drawing out his Detpack and placing it square on the centre of the door along with 2 thermal detonators beside it. He retreated back to the furthest possible distance and clicked on the trigger, a loud explosian ripping a small portion of the blast door open. The panicked voice of a pilot came in. "Dezik what was that?! It was really close!" The stormtrooper had been knocked to the ground once more and he shook his head before speaking. "That was me you idiot. They've closed all the blast doors." he said while picking up his DLT he barely squeezed through the small hole in the door.

Dezik was now in a section close to Adi'ka Awaud with many of the doors remaining open. "Don't know how you noticed them Deryn Kaaldos but I could really use some of your magic tracking powers to find our friend up here." he said into his comms. Dezik was unaware of Deryn's true identity of a Gen'dai and as such unaware of their species being walking nerve clusters giving them the ability to sense any organism remotely nearby. Dezik had his blaster raised up, he began sweeping the area. "Whoever you are come on out and surrender and I'll take you in alive." Dezik was of course lying. He hadn't shot anyone in ages and his trigger finger was itching.

 

[Mariah of House Marr]

Allies: Deryn Kaaldos , Dezik Agorr
Enemies: Khrussk , Adi'ka Awaud , Avolich Erasare

Location:
Mariah: Cargo hold inside a crate controlling White
White-5:: Engaging Avolich Erasare

Deryn Kaaldos started his work already, attempting to locate whatever was in the vents. She'd leave him to what he was up to. She was aware it wouldn't be easy to actually beat him if it came to a fight, having gotten a good look at his life suit, and the alien muscles in an arm and one leg. She still didn't know what he truly really looked like, but she knew he was very much not human.

Dezik Agorr was quick to act it seemed, but his jobs were far from Mariah's location and there wasn't much she could do about it.

The ship was hit by Avolich Erasare 's attack, and not long after that of Khrussk. Even if they fought of the pirates or mercenaries she knew there was going to need to be some considerable work done. If things were going really badly, she might end up having to do it during the fight. But right now, that was not a good idea.

Deryn Kaaldos called for her aid and she sent White down the way. The humanoid machine ran down the path. Not impeded by the door issue that Dezik had, as he was set to be near the cargo bay, which was also exactly where Avolich Erasare was engaging the droid belonging to Deryn. The moment White turned the corner the droid body fired the IR-1 towards the massive man, one after another aimed at his chest while trying to keep its distance. That option was of course limited. Eventually he'd be forced to turn corner, hit a wall, or he'd be caught up by the enhanced speed of Avolich. And that was not exactly a fun prospect.

White was Mariah's stand in for combat. Controlled by her completely at the moment, it had considerable speed, durability, agility, strength, and precision, far surpassing that of Mariah herself. That was why she needed it. In a fight against someone like Avolich, if she were herself, she'd probably fall in moments unless she could kill or down him with the first shot or two. White was made to be above human, making him her only good solution for this situation.


Equipment:
White-5:
IR-1
bar-58-blaster-pistol (Right side)
pv-16-sunfury-pulse-pistol (left side)
Mariah:
mariahs-necklace
mariahs-gauntlet
pv-16-sunfury-pulse-pistol
bar-58-blaster-pistol
orestiad-flight-suit

 

[Deryn Kaaldos]

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"You're close, I can't - ARGH!" His own ears started to ring as more and more action came aboard. The vibrations from the bombs and the destruction of their communications tower had been ringing throughout as he let himself pay closer attention. His ears started to bleed just as Adi'ka Awaud , his ability to echolocate her area was muddled. Remembering where she was and where Dezik is according to the connection of their comms, he knew the general area. "You're near her. I can't tell where she is but be careful." He said as he saw the Terror fly over the open Hangar entrance. Dezik had the Lepi, White/Mariah had the brute, the Trandoshan was his quarry. His ears started to regenerate, the bleeding stopping as he headed on over to his ship. "Agorr, Mariah, I'm heading out to deal with the ship with the Pilot. That thing looked jacked -" He began to recall its rather odd construction from few frames he saw, "It looked like an HWK-290 but its buffed up considerably. I'm engaging it with that pilot."

Speaking of the pilot, he heard his footsteps from beyond the hangar door, now closed by the Lepi's corruption. He heard his heart just begin to lose hope as he saw the sealed off entrance, but felt a surge of awe as he saw the armored form of Deryn, using both the strength of his Power-Armor, Power-Skeleton, and his own natural strength to lift up the heavy Tunqstoid door, something that even Jedi would not be able to get pass without the use of the Force. The door croaked as it was lifted, the weight and its magnetized end pushing against Deryn's prowes. "Kark, would you hurry up!" The pilot would snap out of his trance as Deryn began to struggle keeping it up, overcoming the waves of fear, excitement and awe to dive under the tunqstoid blast door, allowing Deryn to drop it shut.

"Get to your fighter, quick!" He made his way into the Warhawk with inhuman speed and the pilot did the same to his fighter, though likely not as fast. The two took off, flying through the open entrance to engage with the Terror. The Warhawk began its flight, gaining rapid speed towards the modified HWK-290 alongside the fighter manned by his accomplice pilot.

Meanwhile, with B-Z, he would evade the shots of Avolich with the finesse Deryn made him with, weaving left and right as it fired back its own shots with the PR-20. He locked onto Avolich with its sensors as it speed up towards him, proving that it was indeed faster as Avolich suspected. When it saw Avolich turn the corner and sensed White-5 do the same on the other side, he would take caution but with certainly great intensity. He would hug the opposite wall, skidding across it just out of Avolich's range as it would fire a blast from its Scatterblaster and from this range, with both Droids pinching him from both directions, evasion would be very unlikely as it sent out an arching volley of blasts towards Avolich

ALLIES: Mariah of House Marr & Dezik Agorr
ENEMIES: Avolich Erasare , Adi'ka Awaud & Khrussk ​

Spoiler: Equipment

• Light Repeater
• Modified DL-44
• Shoulder-Mounted Rotary Cannon
• Cybernetic Gen'Dai Power-Shell
• Cybernetic Gen'Dai Power-Skeleton
• Tidefall Vibroblade
• BSD-02 Boarded Spacecraft Defense Tactical Shotgun
• Implosion Grenades x5
• Wrist-Mounted Flamethrower
• Thermal Detonators x5
• M-1 Energy Shield
• PBA-01 Hyper Pressure Cannon (Ship-Mounted)

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[Adi'ka Awaud]

All escalated even faster deeply into chaos. There was a serious resistance on board. That was for sure!

Adi'ka did no longer believe that the extraction of the living cargo was even possible. What was the cargo anyway to justify such capable (and surely expensive) protection?

The battered lagomorph slipped silently out of the vents of the vessel into the corridor.
Her quick reflexes saved her as two crewmembers with breathing masks and blaster rifles appeared araound a corner. Instinctively she fired her deck sweeper. Instead of a small blue donut of energy, a scattering of stun blasts filled the complete corridor and let the two dance in convulsions before hitting stunned the floor. Adi'ka was upon in one jump and removed their masks.
"Take a deep breath, enjoy the smell of the Bothan flora, sleemos!", she mocked.
EG und BN came flying and hoping in her direction to attach themself to her armor again.

How could these two guys - already drifting into drug induced slumper - even be here in spite of the blast doors?
Her returning hearing gave the answer as heavy gunfire and the roaring of a starting starfighter showed her how deeply the operation was going down the sarlaac. Was this "transport" a carrier for starfighter stoo?

This was a death trap! Whoever laid the bait in form of the cargo had hired guardians who could send the emperor of the sith to retreat crying for his mommy!

Adi'ka began sneaking toward the cargo hold in silent running mode. Perhaps she could evade the guards and jettison the cargo, herself included. Her armor would protect her from the cold vacuum of space.