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City of Tadarc, Timora, Skiritoku Spur, Wild Space

Tag: Drego Ruus Drego Ruus

Minerva stirred with a groan inside the escape pod. Sitting up and rubbing the side of her neck she then noted others waking up as well.

"Alright, whoever is not dead sound off."

"Sumi here." Her Astrian hacker answered before checking on her small droid Hanzo. Then Patch, the Chargian medic grumbled.

"I'm alive despite your flying captain."

The warrior rolled her eyes when other voices groaned. Looking behind were the rookies Cris Tarii, Palay Ioku, Lixa Deken and Vogad Sou. The first was a near orange haired near-human with olive skin from Corellia. The second is a Pantoran whose forehead is tattooed with a full moon symbol in gold color and while the third was a Iridonian Zabark female with brown hair wrapped in a ponytail. Finally Vogad, a blond haired and bearded human from Fondor.

They looked fatigued and concerned but otherwise well enough. Rain poured down upon the surface without mercy outside the escape pod mixed the roar of battle consuming the city.

"We can't stay here best to get moving before someone finds us. Alright Talons on me let's move."

Minerva led the way and activated the pod's hatch that made a hissing sound as it opened. Tears of the heavens splashed all over her armor as she came out. With a blaster rifle drawn she looked around, turning on night vision in her helmet's HUD.

A park or more specifically a ruined park. A smashed hover-tank in the foundation and multiple craters all over the lines pavement and soil. The playground set in the center was either twisted or demolished by the fighting that happened here. Once her fellow Talons came out she signaled them to advance west on a battered road leading to a former residential quarter.
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An hour later…

Checking their corners and keeping a steady pace group stayed close to a wall before Minerva stopped at the edge. With another hand signal she issued an order to Sumi beside her with rain unceasing. Out from the slicer's backpack was a small probe droid, codenamed Hanzo. Floating out the machine clicked and beeped before Sumi whispered in her language to him. At her direction Hazno flew off toward the next street.

Thunder boomed as did an explosion that erupted yards away where Hanzo headed. A Ssi-ruuk gunship dive in at high speed, firing its cannons in a strafing run. However, its cockpit burst into flames upon being hit by a missile and it crashed out of sight. Quickly Hanzo sent footage of a large battered four buildings linked together by tubes. The probe identified it as an academy for rich kids.

It was being attacked by a large continent of heavily armed Ssi-Ruuks both on foot and on turret mounted speeders assisted by their battle droids toward the academy's gym. Repeater volleys, sniper bolts and rockets poured from the makeshift fortress toward the scaly invaders and their machines, tearing the front into the shreds. The attackers took cover amongst wreckage and ruined shops to exchange shots with the defenders.

Lightning flashed and thunder roared amidst the carnage below. Minerva whistled, murmuring.

"Now that's a fight."
 
A Real Motherfucking Stormtrooper
Within the Academy, a lone Mando stood waiting, ready for whatever came next. He'd helped the students barricade the doors, and had been taking potshots at the raiders for hours now. Lucky for him, he'd overprepped, bringing his full loadout and more or less dumping as much of it as he could into the school. So far, he had only wasted a handful of slug rounds.

But now he waited for the storming of the building. They could shell it all they want, nothing was getting in. Shotgun in hand, he waited.

Minerva Fhirdiad Minerva Fhirdiad
 

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