Lady Troubles 2: The Reckoning

[Okuro_Ishimoto]

Okuro stood on the bridge of his ship, looking out into the neutral area of space. It was nice to be in an empty area free of blockades, most of which were usually shooting at him. The rest of his fleet was back on Kashyyk, so it was only him and his Venator with enough droids to keep it going. Things had certainly been weird for him lately. His flirtatious Master, that one cyborg lady, the Togruta who followed him around everywhere, he only didn't count Misu seeing as that was more puppy love than anything else.




"Sir, incoming ship!" One of the B1's said to him, causing him to groan. "Skrag..." He said. So much for peaceful space travels. For once he hoped to have one of the females that were always with him. As nervous as he was around them, they could all fight quite well and while he was no pushover, the droids weren't really much. "Raise the shields and keep our comms open, just in case they try to contact us." He said, watching the ship come out of hyperspace.

 

[Ravenous]

A Harrower class Dreadnought ripped itself from hyperspace and dawned its imposing figure on the ship below it. On the bridge officers pilots and engineers alike scrambled like ants as Ravenous stood amidst the chaos motionless and without fervor to deal with any implications such as this. He cocked his head to glare at his most trusted confidant and associate Nyla Sawn. She looked back at him with a expression that implied great respect in honor. She walked up beside the man as he towered over her both physically and mentally.

"Your orders sir?" She propped her neck to look up at his figure as it continued to pay no mind to her or anyone else on the bridge.

Ravenous could feel it the beacon of a force signature, Their power felt smooth tender and pure compared to his that was corrupted and warped. It was intoxicating to feel in its non primed state. Usually when he even saw a Jedi there power was aimed at him tense and in its unrefined state. Today this would not be an implication. He could sense the Jedi's power and chose to test it for himself.

"Contact the vessel. Tell them to surrender and to allow us to board, this one is mine." His orange Sith eyes glowed dimly under his mask his Rage was taking form and when at full power it was a volatile force.

"Um but to whom...my lord?" Her voice was timid and breath was coincidentally heavier than its normal rate.

His hands were clenched and he opened a channel between the two ships uninterested in answering questions at this moment as the blue projection of a figure appeared on the projector before him.

"Attention vessel i am Darth Ravenous of the Sith imperial navy and i order yo to lower your shields and prepare to be boarded." He assumed the most commanding voice he could muster and stared intently into their eyes then back at Nyla who was leaving the room. He couldn't resist checking her out on the way out. His attention went back to the projector as he awaited an answer.

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[Leo]

With any luck, her long and winding trip to Scarif, the home of her people, would bring a little life back to her otherwise dreary habits. She wasn't used to being so jaded all the time, but no longer being one of the front lines against the Empires left her with little to occupy herself with. The Horde still stood, but it was a shell of what it once was. The galaxy had no need for broken factions.

That was when she picked up a signal.

Placing both feet atop the control panel of her sturdy freighter, she leaned back and examined the ships in front of her at her leisure. She could have been wrong, but the Dreadnought at least looked to be Imperial... Having witnessed the fleets of The Sith Empire with her own eyes on several occasions, she had a pretty good idea of what a ship of theirs typically looked like. Who knows, it could always be a pirate who ended up stealing it. She would have vastly preferred that.

Attempting to contact any of the ships she saw, she greeted whoever may have been listening in her usual boisterous fashion, "Hello! What seems to be happening in this little corner of our galaxy? Trouble, maybe?" If there was an excuse to attack an Imperial Dreadnought, she was likely going to take it.

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[Ravenous]

When Leo's ship came out of hyperspace Ravenous knew he was already notified of her presence by the force. His connection wasn't the strongest never has and sadly may never be but nevertheless when someone had such an excessive amount of blood on their hands it was impossible not to pick up their force signature. He cocked his head to stare at the little ship paying almost no mind to its size compared to that of his vessel. His body rotated to face the crew who was standing at attention awaiting orders.

"Disable their ship block all communications in the sector and bring the crew of both vessels to me."

At this point it was quite confusing as to what was happening at this point he arrived to find refuge in a neutral sector be found battle followed him wherever he went it was a surprise but a welcome one his anxiety to see how things unfold was unprecedented.

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[Okuro_Ishimoto]

"Well why would you want to board--" He began to ask the Sith before communications were disrupted as the other ship appeared. "Hm...boring conversation anyway." He said, knowing he wouldn't be able to stand up to a Dreadnaught. He decided he would wait and see how this whole situation played out. "Lower shields and send an escort team to bring them to the bridge. Do NOT attack unless given the order." A squadron of B1 and B2 droids marched to where the boarding pods would attach themselves, awaiting the 'Guests'



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[Leo]

Leaning against a wall behind Leo, her sister Veriss was busy chewing on jerky when she opened her mouth to let Leo know what was on her mind. "Gonna shred this Imperial or what?" she asked.

Leo didn't take her eyes off of the ship, holding up her chin with one hand. Her ship, the Rampart, was like a boulder hurdling through space when it went into battle, shielded and armored to withstand even the heaviest of battering. It only had the most basic of weaponry at its disposal, but its strength lied in ramming into ships and tearing apart their hulls. She had never taken out an entire Dreadnought by herself with just the Rampart, but she may not have been alone in her efforts. Although...

"We could board them," she said. "Your specialty, no?"

"That takes planning. If we had the rest of the Horde's Fury here, maybe, but it's just the two of us."

Leo smirked, crossing her arms. "We wait, then. I am patient! By the time this is over, they will know the true patience of the Horde!"

Rolling her eyes, Veriss walked off to leave Leo to her intense staring contest.

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[Ravenous]

Ravenous continued to stare at the ship below him then switching his attention to the more recent contender and the more and more he looked he began to realize that the ship that just jumped in looked to be one that had imperials frantically shouting and ranting in a frenzy as they reported their ships being torn to pieces by what they call a flying battering ram. It was almost comical to hear but detrimental to experience first hand. While he highly doubted he could be destroyed by any of these two ships he opted against leaving his chance with the cruel mistress of fate.

"Nyla activate the tractor beam and bring the shell of a ship in and search it. Ill interrogate the crew once i am back."

He walked off towards the boarding pods leaving his ship to Nyla. Even though he loved her he couldn't stay in conversation too long with her because his eyes were never where they were supposed to and he refused to let his true feelings show. In fact she was the only one who knew who he truly was and it was honestly terrifying take notice of it. He entered his pod and was off taking a battalion of troops with him they flooded the enemy ship and stormed their way to the bridge where they proceeded to take the crew hostage.

"Now your mine...Jedi."

His expression under his mask was one of condensation and it ate at his core to even be near a Jedi for him took a enormous amount of strength.

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[Okuro_Ishimoto]

The "Crew" the Sith Lord had taken hostage were merely old Clone Wars Battle Droids he had salvaged and reprogrammed. He had given them more modern upgrades to be more useful, but that was really about it. He had plenty more at home. "Don't bother sealing the doors, let him come." He said, standing at the center of the bridge. With the Force, he put out a distress call. Anyone hating the Sith, which were very many, would certainly come to aid....right?

 

[Okuro_Ishimoto]

@Leo @Darth ravenous ^

 

[Leo]

Leo rubbed her chin in contemplation as they were being slowly brought closer to the Dreadnought.

"Hey, great patience," Varess called out from elsewhere in the ship. "I think they really respect us now, what with their tractor beam and all."

With a shrug of her shoulders, Leo dismissed her sister's deriding and allowed the slow ascent towards the Dreadnought to continue. Or would it be a descent? Was there really any room for directional language in the depths of space? Leo had always disliked Galactic Basic and its rules.

Once the Rampart was brought inside the Dreadnought's hangar, she stood from her seat and picked up her weapon of choice, a long, giant metal club that had seen the end of several Imperials in the past. Heaving it over her shoulder, she banged on the wall with her fist to alert Veriss. "Come! There is blood to be spilled and merriment to be had!"

Already armored up and carrying her vibro-axes at either side of her hips, Veriss made her way to the hatch and stood at the ready.

"No sudden movements," Leo warned her before the hatch unlocked itself. "They might not know we're a threat to them yet."

"Got any plans?" Veriss hissed as the inside of the hangar was becoming visible over the stairs that flung out ungracefully.

Leo merely gave her the typical Leo smirk and answered, "Patience. We see what we're up against before we strike."

Veriss sighed and narrowed her eyes. "Because that's really been working out for you so far..."

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[Ravenous]

Ravenous entered the bridged and immediately was met with the call to all force users. It was a implication to say the least but a welcome one if anything this would turn out to be a great advantage on his part. Under his mask he smiled in great pleasure at the sight. He walked towards Okuro who was enigmatic in his stance it was a very intoxication view considering he was faced with possible death by a Sith's hands. With his 4 fingers present on his right hand one of them having been removed he rubbed the mans face and taunted him.

"Thank you...For bringing more Jedi."

As this was happening the imperials back on his ship were standing at the ready blasters in hand and fingers on the trigger. Nyla grabbed her blaster and followed her troops to hanger as a pair of soldiers blew open the door that led to the Rampart, Instantly all weapons were pointed towards the two that stood in the ship battle ready. Nyla stepped forwards and looked at the two with an enigmatic stare and lifted a hand into the air.

"Stun them and search the ship." Her tone was cold and her eyes stayed intent on the blades they were carrying as around 15 troopers fired stun bolts simultaneously.

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[Okuro_Ishimoto]

"Why, you're very welcome. Maybe they'll bring snacks!~" He said, keeping his calm composure. He knew this Sith was of no real threat to him, he had other things to be concerned about. With that being said, he did enjoy when Sith would come around, prattling on about Dark Side, Tyranny, yadda yadda yadda. "You can eat, right I assume the mask is just for style." He smirked softly. "Or are you one of those 'Muh face burned off, or muh jaw got cut or a plague's eatin' mah skin so I gotta wear a mask' kinds of Sith? No wait, don't tell me! Wait till the snacks get here. I wanna be surprised!"

 

[Ravenous]

His hand reached for his hood and he pulled it down then he proceeded to remove the mask shrouding his face to reveal that half his face was black crispy and withered skin that flaked off at any given moment. He approached Okuro seemingly annoyed with his lack of grasp of the situation he was in. His hand outstretched and he peered into the Jedi's mind using his anger to tear through the fabrics of his mind.

"Tell me Jedi what are you thinking its very intriguing to hear your thought in a situation such as this."

His voice was enigmatic and he showed great apathy in his voice it was as if he had lost interest in what this man had to offer.

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[Okuro_Ishimoto]

In his mind the Sith would see one thing, and one thing only. A Porg in tiny clown shoes doing a little dance. "I know what you're thinking, and allow me to answer your first question....his name is Porgsley the Clown~" He said, snickering softly to himself.

 

[Ravenous]

Ravenous stood there quietly his displeasure with the man was growing and was evident in the clenching motion his hands were making. Suddenly he used the force to make the man extend a palm and spread his fingers out as wide as possible.

"For every dumb notion you make i will cut of one of your fingers."

 

[Okuro_Ishimoto]

"How do you know those are MY fingers?" He smirked, whistling an ominous tune before laughing softly. "Aaaanyway." He freed his hand with relative ease, flexing his fingers a bit. "How can I help you?"

 

[Ravenous]

His expression showed great indignation towards the man before him as his eyes became a bright orange. He summoned his blade to his hand and activated it holding it over his head ready to strike.

"Your dead you son of a !"

He sticked downwards attempting to slice his blade through the middle of the man's body

 

[Okuro_Ishimoto]

Okuro smirked and leaped backwards, dodging the downward strike. He couldn't believe a Sith was making such a sloppy attempt at killing him. "Now that's not very nice! I think someone needs a time-out~" He said, provoking the man. "If you want, I can get you some skincare products." He smirked more, keeping his lightsabers ready but not ignited in case he needed them. "Didn't your mother tell you it's rude to barge into people's ships and kill them.

 

[Ravenous]

Ravenous glared at Okuro with a glint of hatred emitting off of his body. His hands outstretched and his fingertips were primed and curled in a unholy fashion.

"I grow tired of these games Jedi. Now you will feel the damage the dark side of the force can inflict."

With that he began using he force to stop Okuro's heart and lift him above the ground slowly crushing his chest in the process.

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[Leo]

As soon as Nyla and her troops emerged in a display of hostility, Leo swung her club as Variss swiftly rolled behind the nearest cover. After taking her wide, wild swing to keep the invaders either at bay or knocked out altogether, Leo reached out her left hand to pull an emergency lever near the entrance to trigger the steel barrier to rise from the floor and block the way. It was a ship designed solely to be as defensible as possible, after all.

"In such a hurry to attack!" Leo exclaimed through the barrier. "Do you know who you face!? I am the boss of the Horde! I chew up and spit out Imperials just like yourselves for fun! But I am generous! I will give you until the count of three to disperse before the barrier goes down and you find your life fade from your hearts!"

She banged her club against the barrier to make the loudest noise she could, bellowing a single number from her powerful lungs. "ONE!" Again she banged her club, picking up a sturdy, hardened steel shield from the ground that had been slid to her by Variss. "TWO!"

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