Midnight Inferno | CIS Dominion of Mechis III

[Ardasz Verd]

"Quick thinking, Haas'ika! We'll make a Mando out of you yet!" Ardasz praised the younger man as he shoved the ordinance right where it could do the most damage. While their aim had been to debilitate and hamper the monstrosity in any way they could, the opportunity to actually deal damage to it was most welcome. It was the kind of fireworks display he rarely got to enjoy when he was running a screen play.

So when he got told to back off, he left the loose panel to its own devices and watched the metal slap backward, allowing himself several quick, hop steps backward to assure ample distance. It wouldn't seem like much at first glance, but he could already see the fireball boiling outward from within the machine's lower leg. The panels groaned in protest, and servomotors that we're fortunate enough to overheat before they melted down from extreme temperatures whined pitifully.

Flames belched outward from the inside and Ardasz laughed, a full blown guffaw as he appreciated the younger man's handiwork. "You kriffed that thing like a Verd Clan virgin, bur'cya-" he looked around to be certain no one else had heard him say that, then snickered again at the ridiculousness of it-

Just in time to grab [member="Haastal Verd"] by the 'gam and fling the both of them out of the way of a sweeping stroke of the massive arm. "Ha! Ner tat, one day you can tell your grandkids about that one!"

He was still laughing, even as he managed to get back to his feet with a visible limp. Moving like that in armor had its drawbacks. Still, he was alive and no worse for wear. Any day Ardasz wasn't in a coffin was a win in his book.

 

[Allya Vi'Dreya]

​

Location: Mechis City, Mechis III​

Equipment: Lightsaber, blasters, EMP grenades, Fragmentation Grenades, Dataspikes, Armor, Ion Cannon, Portable ECM​

[member="Voph"] | [member="Haastal Verd"] | [member="Kaden Farr"] | [member="Scherezade deWinter"] | [member="Daisy Americus"] | [member="Ardasz Verd"] | [member="Josh Dragonsflame"] | [member="Isley Verd"] | [member="Jerek Zenduu"]​

The battle was intense. She was still in a mood, it clouded her thoughts, and made it hard to be spurned into action, even as her Master leaped into combat. But it was those last words. Love. It's what had gotten her here. No, it wasn't a bad thing, but it made her freeze up. What would Jerek do, what would he think. It was a good starting point, but Jerek's morals were not hers. Where Jerek would never risk the lives of 100 if he could help it, Allya would do all she could to save the hundred, but she would sacrifice them to save the 100,000 if it was necessary. Jerek had allowed her to see so much more of herself, to reconcile what she felt inside with her beliefs. But she was no Jedi, and yet she kept trying to act like one. She wasn't a Sith, she wasn't a Jedi, she wasn't a good guy, she wasn't a bad guy. Allya wanted to be the monster in the dark that preyed on the other monsters. That exacted a price for every innocent life they took, that stopped their rampages so that sometime in the future she, and people like her would no longer be needed.

She was going to be the monster under the bed, waiting to devour those who harmed.​

​

As the explosion ripped the armor plating for the giant metal monstrosity, she leveled her massive Equilizer at it, braced her feet, and fired the four powerful ion shots into the beasts now exposed circuits. Once the four shots had been emptied, she threw the weapon to the side, and ran forward. She lifted the EMC, and pointed it at the sensor cluster for the mechanical beast, and ran as fast as she could. Hopefully, it would give the monster false sensor readings, making it unable to "see" exactly where she was. Force speed, mixed with micro-repulsors and a repulsor pack to drive her around the creature. Through it, not fighting it. As she got close, her squadron of 24 droid fighters came in, firing their laser blasts at its face and hands, as well as any joints. Desperately they fought to buy time.

Allya didn't have a grand plan, but she was a tech head, it was one of her defining characteristics. Emergency signals, cries for help., they would keep coming until the source was deactivated. Her droids were all sent to back up Voph, to offer cover fire for him, and his endeavors. They wouldn't be super helpful here, but as expendable forces to draw fire, or to create a plan they could work. Hunting droids were a big part of Mandalorian culture. He would know what to do with them.


As she approached the locked door, her remote slicing module began the process to unlock it. If she managed to unlock the door, if she managed to get through the assaulting droids attack, if there were no other defenses that hindered her (A lot of ifs), she would dive through the door alone, and prepare to make her way through the defended corridors, through the traps, the defenses and other things, in a desperate attempt to reach the signal device. It was the only way to save the many, even if it did not save the few who were in danger now, the longer this went on the more people would get caught up in it.

 

[Macharius Solaire]

Location: Near Southern Space Elevator​

Objective: Paradiso: Evacuate Civilians - Hold The Line​

Equipment: In Bio Link​

Tags: [member="Kathryn Foster"]​

Kawolski patched Fosters message on to Solaire. He was pleased beyond measure someone actually answered them. Better yet they were getting bomber support. Retreating behind cover for safety he waved over his commsman to assist in coordinating the bombers. "Foster, this is Solaire. We'll have laser designation painting the targets asap. You'll have to fly on instruments to pick them up. We're counting on you, as are the civilians. Make these runs count, over." A wave of rockets splashed over and around his position. Mach covered his head with a free arm. Bits of metal rained like hail. "We gotta get her to blow up that rocket launcher for sure. Pass the word on to the Captains; Kawalski. I want designation on every big threat out there. Prioritize anything pressing our east flank. Those are your orders Sergeant. Get it done!" Mach went back to firing on the droid lines. His orders would be carried out without hesitation. He trusted his men to do the job. Now Foster would just need to do hers.
[member="Kathryn Foster"]

 

[Kurenai Yumi]

Location: Streets near Dexter Memorial Star port
Objective: Defeat Metal Gear Giant Bipedal Tanks
Immediate Allies: STaCLO
Nearby Allies: [member="Kathryn Foster"], @Kaross [member="Macharius Solaire"]

The large piles of rubble and broken buildings stweren across the streets made for a poor sight, but much more useful as ammunition for getting the walking droid attention and leading them away from the evac point, something they needed quite desperately if comm chatter was to go by. In this sector the CIS processes were only able to make a feeble delaying action, and even then it came at a price, fortunately the air support was on the way, all Kurenai needed to do was keep the behemoths at bay.

With another mighty roar and display of strength the seasoned knight threw another freighter size jumble of steel and duracreat into the side of a droid, the massive construct stumbling a little but managing to stay up right. A huge creaking noise coming from it's body as the thing turned to face the new torn in its size, shooting a series of lasers at the tiny target, "at least the things as stupid and slow". Each unyielding attack from the machines being easy to doge, their large frame carrying huge amounts of inertia with each movement, which lead to the thing taken a few extra seconds to properly line up a shot. In those few moments Kurenai was out of the way and moving to her next target, adding to the mass of droids slowly converging on her position.

"This is an open channel status report, I have 5 mechs closing in on my position over, if any of you have some heavy fire power, arty or bombers ready target my grid reference and fire for effect in 2 minutes, mean time I'll be dodging and keeping them busy".

 

[Cypher Rage]

Location: C.N.S Assurance
Objective: Destroy PURGATORIO

The confines of the command chair were a bit uncomfortable. Oh how he yearned to command both army and naval units during Battle. Of course, his father had his way. But now he would prove himself. He would begin his fast track to the High Marshall's club. " Report" his order boomed. " PURGATORIO has not been severly damaged by the fighters extreme attack pattern." reported the Droid Commander " That's impossible. Move the ship into the atmosphere. Order the C.N.S Redemption to do the same." ordered Rage " Aye, Maj-" replied the Commander before being cut off. " Acting Vice Marshall Rage is how you will address me, Commander. Signal the Ground Forces to make sure that NO Mechis Citizens are in the area of the foundry." he said " Aye, Acting Vice Marshall Rage" replied the Commander " That's more like it." said Rage" Acting Vice Marshall Rage , a officer by the name of [member="Kurenai Yumi"]" requesting help" reported the Droid Commander " Commander, you have the bridge" said Rage as he prepared to go to the ground, breaking out an elegant lightsaber used by Darth Sidious centuries ago. " Acting Vice Marshall Rage you cannot - " said the Droid before being cut off yet again by Vice Marshall Rage " Commander you have your Orders, once I give you the signal blast the living daylights out of that behemoth" Rage orders before exitung the bridge

[member="Kurenai Yumi"] [member="Voph"] [member="Kiff Brayde"]

 

[Kathryn Foster]

Location: Above Paradiso, decending towards the position of general Solaire​

Objective: Return the favour​

Tags: [member="Macharius Solaire"]​

​

''Hm, how wonderful!'' she replied to the general over the comms, and instantly made some quick adjustments to the instruments and activated the FLIR-system on the screen in front of her. The engines held them on a steady roaring decent towards the area where the general and his troops were held in a tight spot. A wave of confidence washed over her, as the unexpected laser designating capabilities would make the strike even more deadly for the unlucky droids that were to be painted with its dot.

''You can count on it, general! They won't know what hit 'em!'' she stated and narrowed her eyes at the black and white screen, showcasing the battle unfolding on the ground. She turned a knob below the screen and zoomed in, flashes without sound of firing heavy repeater blasters and granades exploding on the battlefield were displayed on the screen. The droids were towering over the generals forces, some were huge and seemed to have the firepower of a whole squad of their own forces.

''Ready missile one and two. Fire on my command...'' she ordered shortly to the ships bombardier behind her. Two for hopefully cementing the droids downfall and getting ready bring down another during the second attack run.

The bomber closed in fast within the range and suddenly the bright and flashing dot from the generals laser target designator appeared on one of the larger droids. The targering computer of the bomber responded and locked quickly on the droid.

''Missile one and two - fire!''

The two broadcap-warhead missiles left the bomber with tails of fire from its thrusters and headed straight for their target. She watched the FLIR closely, following the missiles guided path towards the droid. It made her hold her breath for a second. Even though they were at a large distance from the battlefield, no one could ever argue with her that being a pilot did not bring that adrenaline going.

 

[Haastal Haran]

Flames bellowed from the giant automatons leg. The Thermal Detonators the Mandalorians had stuffed into the beast's leg were more than enough to bring it some pain. It howled out, it's systems giving a true simulation of unyielding rage. The screams continued as Achilles and Ardasz withdrew from the Purgatorio. They had narrowly escaped the explosion, yet now they were allowed a moment to gaze at the work they had done. Sweat bled under Achilles’ helmet, but still there was a pride filled glimmer in his eyes. He loved killing big things. When Ardasz spoke, he snorted at the man's words.

“Yea, usually when I go between something's legs I get good results.” One dirty joke deserved another. He pushed at Ardasz with a playful shove. When Ardasz grabbed Achilles armor he stiffened to move against the man, confused on why he was grabbing him. As the two were thrown away from the Purgatorio, Achilles cursed when they slammed into the ground, narrowly dodging the metallic hand. “Karkin' droid.” He muttered, before pushing himself to his knees. When Achilles eyes rose, he cursed vulgarly as the shadows danced around them. His hand dropped to the blaster pistol on his waist, tapping [member="Ardasz Verd"] with the back of his gauntleted hand.

“Ardasz. We may not live to have Grandkids.” God knows Achilles didn't want any of the pond spawn anyway. As he pull his blaster pistol from it's holster, he leveled it towards a nearby hill. The metallic monstrosities that came over the hill matched the Purgatorio exactly. Spitting images of the behemoth, yet they were only a few meters tall. Their metallic maws belched fire in a vicious battle cry. They quickly began bounding down the mountain, intent on claiming the Mandalorians lives.

Achilles stood beside Ardasz, priming his armor as he spoke plainly. “Ideas?” He leveled his blaster up at the droids before smirking underneath his helmet. This was about to turn into a chit job.

 

[Paragon of Virtue]

Ants. They were all ants. None of these pawns could withstand the might of PURGATORIO. The advanced systems of the giant mech's sensors spotted them all – little organics, jumping and running through the ruins around them.

They had sent weapons against the mighty PURGATORIO. Ships, guns, people. But none would suffice to take down the might of Mechis III.

With no visible effort, the mech took a single step, bringing itself to the nearest skycraped, and wrapped its hand around the base of it, pinching it off from its foundations within mere moments. As it raised the skyscraper into the air, people that had still been in it could be seen falling out through the windows and cracks, falling down to their doom,their screams heard for miles around and on any open frequency that was logging the events from close enough. PURGATORIO was taller and stronger than any of the buildings in this city.

If the mech could laugh, he would have. Emotionlessly, it hurled the skyscraper, with people falling out of it, towards [member="Kaden Farr"], [member="Daisy Americus"], [member="Josh Dragonsflame"], [member="Scherezade deWinter"], [member="Haastal Verd"], [member="Ardasz Verd"], [member="Nya"], [member="Isley Verd"], [member="Safira Varad"], and [member="Allya Vi'Dreya"].

Before the building landed, the mech grabbed two ships that flew too close, unaffected by the lasers they were shooting at it, and squished them like soft drink cans before throwing them back at the other ships that were slight distance away.

PURGATORIO would be victorious. The Confederacy... Would not.

 

[Josh Dragovalor]

A smile crossed the face of the Jedi Master as [member="Scherezade deWinter"] would react vehemently to the nickname. While she never explained why it was a bad idea, he knew that it would get under her skin. But most importantly, in the heat of the battlefield, it would immediately tell her who was speaking to her. He had just shown up unannounced, after all. But Scherezade didn't see it that way, and he figured as much. So he kept his smile, as amused as he was. "I love you too" He joked back, chuckling lightly before looking to [member="Daisy Americus"] with a grin.

"Of course, dear. Can't let them take me unawares here. Got plenty of battles left to go."

A man, [member="Kaden Farr"] would join them and he would nod in acknowledgement at them. He didn't know them, but any support was appreciated. This monster was big, it was going to be hairy, and it was a threat to a lot of people... They needed to take it down quickly before it could hurt anymore. But his attention would be taken when Daisy would toss a rock at the newcomer, proclaiming they weren't real. Josh's expression changed immediately, as he would grab her arm roughly and tug her to look at him.

"Daisy" He spoke flatly, all the playfulness in his expression and voice gone. This wasn't the man that Daisy had danced with before. This was the Jedi Master. This was the war veteran, the man who had seen many battles and seen many men die on the premise of hesitation. This was the man who knew it was time to get chit done. And while he would feel bad for grabbing her later, for now he knew that he had to do what needed to be done. "Leave it until after. Don't stop, we move. Now."

With that, he let her go and continued on without stopping a second time. He would have smiled when he saw [member="Allya Vi'Dreya"] but the reality of the situation grew more and more clear to him as they approached the monster. And that grim feeling became clear as it effortlessly picked up a skyscraper.

His eyes widened as he would see the people beginning to fall to their doom. He looked back to Scherezade, Kaden and Daisy and barked toward them.

"If any of you have access to flying mobility, you're with me! Anyone else, focus on taking that thing down!" Josh growled, as that adrenaline, that flow, seemed to course through his veins as he seemed to change in personality. Activating Force Speed and Force Flight, he would tap a pager on his belt. It released a signal to his ship above...

And the roar that sounded throughout the area indicated what was coming.

"JONGORRIIIIII!"

As he called the creature to his location, Josh would zip forward, leaping through the air at breakneck speeds as he would use his body to break the fall of as many people as he could. His arms, his legs, his back, all attempted to contain as many people as he could as he moved, using telekinesis to catch others as he saw them. A large blue dragon would zip through the air past him and continue to catch others falling from the skyscraper. While it wasn't as large as one would expect from a creature titled "dragon", the speed it's smaller size gave it was enough to ensure a quick arrival as it began to pile up people on its back, mimicking the work of its master.

But unlike Jongori, Josh was a man. A man being severely weighed down, seething as even superhuman strength was not enough to continue to hold everyone the way he did. Understanding he needed some sort of adrenaline to keep himself going, he would put a hand to his shoulder, and a massive jolt shouldered through his body. The pain was immense, and he let out a loud growl in turn. But it kept him going. He would make his way downwards, getting them as far away from the monster as possible, and instructing Jongori to do the same, before depositing them on the ground and instructing them to run so he could rise again.

He knew they couldn't save everyone... But they could save as many as they could.

And he was going to deck the crap out of this thing when he was done.

 

[Macharius Solaire]

Location: Near Southern Space Elevator​

Objective: Paradiso: Evacuate Civilians - Hold The Line​

Equipment: In Bio Link​

Tags: [member="Kathryn Foster"]​

​

Mach's lenses polarized from the explosions of Foster's missiles. Two large droids were scrapped instantly and crumpled down to the ground and crushing some of their machine brethren. More missiles from other supporting bombers struck home too. The soldiers didn't break discipline to celebrate many of the biggest machines going down. Thousands of smaller droids still swarmed forward. Uncaring if any of their numbers went down. The fighting continued on.

"Great work kid that'll take some pressure off. We can use some more runs if you can. Damn things are endless but they can't have too many big ones held back." Macharius waved some of his troops over to tighten up his position. They weren't going to lose today. He owed this pilot a drink now after all.

 

[Kyyrk]

Equipment: Armor, Lightsabers
Objective: Bring it down
Location: On the ground, under Purgatorio
Tags: [member="Isley Verd"] | [member="Nya"] | [member="Haastal Verd"] | [member="Ardasz Verd"] | [member="Allya Vi'Dreya"] | [member="Daisy Americus"] | [member="Scherezade deWinter"] | [member="Cypher Rage"]

Voph paused his climb up the side of the droid. It was slow going with the colossal being turning this way and that as it lashed out against the confederacy. His com had crackled to life, and the news it brought was...chilling. "Cypher Rage, stand down! There are Confederate Forces in the area!" Voph rolled to the side to avoid an incoming hail of debris. "If you open fire on Purgatorio, you will be firing on friendly units. I repeat, stand--" Voph was cut off by a huge impact. The wind was knocked from him as the droid's arm came up to knock him from its back.

Voph hit the ground. Hard. He laid there, stunned for a moment. His chest heaved as he attempted to draw wind again. The world was spinning around him. He shook his head, attempting to push himself to his feet, and the world came back into view. His right hand came up, shooting above him in an action of pure instinct. The Force surged from him, slamming into the massive foot that was attempting to crush him. Voph was forced to a kneeling position under the weight of the onslaught. He grit his teeth, bringing his other arm up to keep the droid off of him. He needed help. But he couldn't risk signalling someone. Any break to his concentration might prove...disastrous...

 

[Daisy Americus]

​

Wearing: Personal Mandalorian Armor​

Wielding: KC-M74S Designated Marksman Rifle | KC-77N Hybrid Pistol | EMP Grenades​

Location: Attacking some big karkin' War Droid.​

Direct Tags: [member="Kaden Farr"] | [member="Scherezade deWinter"] | [member="Josh Dragonsflame"]​

Close To: [member="Haastal Verd"] | [member="Ardasz Verd"] | [member="Nya"] | [member="Isley Verd"] | [member="Safira Varad"] | [member="Allya Vi'Dreya"]​

In the Sky: [member="Cypher Rage"]​

​

___________________________​

Daisy winced. She’d forgotten that Scherezade could have quite the set of lungs. It was impressive, considering, she was protected by her T-Visor. In retrospect she was almost certain that she’d felt the wave of the near scream through means she couldn’t really identify, but still, she hoped that Josh remembered to call her by her kad-given name in the future. If he didn’t, there was a high chance they would all wind up deaf before this mega-mech thing even got the chance to utter “Fee-Fi-Fo-Fum” and trounce them all into goo.

Josh smiled at her and Daisy nodded back, drawing assurance, from his general good nature. He seemed confident that he would pull through just fine. All of that distraction was stolen, though, as Mr. Ghost appeared. Again. Couldn’t an incorporeal being take a hint already and get lost? She’d seen him all over the place. From Triffis to Haseria. It was more than a little beginning to drive her One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest.

She was startled when [member="Josh Dragonsflame"] reached up and grabbed her arm. The contact almost made her sucker-punch him hard, straight across the jaw, but her focus was reserved for [member="Kaden Farr"]. Who was he to tell her not to throw something? Especially, when she’d been stalked and haunted, almost hunted, for months by this very same ghost? She threw the rock anyway. When the specter reached up and caught it Daisy froze. And stared.

“You can see him too?”, she questioned Scherezade while her had crept toward her slugthrower. At this point she was not opposed to drawing arms or slinging some wrist rockets. But, he said he was an ally? Whaduhek? The beskar-clad man stepped toward her and it took everything in her will power not to step back. Was she afraid? No. Mandalorians did not bow to their fear. That was why she’d thrown a rock at him…But, good holey moley, she was unsettled.

Everything about him made the hair on the back of her neck stand on end.

Hesitantly, not about to be called a coward, she snatched the rock back. He spoke again, this time, trying to explain the visions from before and she could only listen. Her understanding of the Force was hollow at best. To her eyes, even the little rock trick she’d just pulled, was far beyond her comprehension. “I don’t know how it happened. I didn’t sign up for any kind of Force Signature…”

“It just invited itself on over.”

Rude. Forcie hocus pocus was extremely rude.

Since Mr. Ghost didn’t seem like he was going anywhere, in fact, he remained close by she grit her teeth and decided to take the high road. She wasn’t nuts. That was a plus. Even if the Force was rude…She wouldn’t be. “Daisy. I’m Daisy. This is Scherezade and that’s Josh.”

“They’re…Crusaders.”

Daisy didn’t know the rest. And it’s not like all Mandalorians knew each other. Just because one wore a T-Visor didn’t mean that they were all the same.

It was about then that [member="Haastal Verd"] and [member="Ardasz Verd"] got into some hot water while trying to distract their new Droid Overlord. Daisy could see them laughing, even with the close call, and for a brief moment the scenario felt familiar. The potential for certain death, terrible odds, and no real hope in any realistic scenarios while laughing in the face of it? That…That felt like Concord Dawn. It felt like home.

[member="Allya Vi'Dreya"] appeared, and even she, seemed ready to give the mech a piece of her mind. Her younger sibling continued on though, presumably, to deal with the signal. She was good with her head—A fine choice to send her on to the more technical issues. Daisy would have just been inclined to shoot the servers to death until everything stopped working.

And then, it seemed, the Purrgil-bot got tired of being relatively ignored. Truthfully, she was surprised that they hadn’t just pulled the same YOLO-strats as the Verds on the field. Standing around doing nothing? Not really her style. Or Scherezade’s style either. The pair were a terror once they got going—Organized chaos and explosions. Lots of explosions.

Purrgil-bot ripped a skyscraper from the ground and Daisy’s eyes hardened while she watched people fall out of it as if they were nothing. It didn’t occur to her to try and use the Force to save them. They were too far away, not to mention, she just didn’t know how to do it. Not like Josh. Or Scherezade. Her burst of anger was replaced with her mando-senses going nutty.

Uh-Oh.

Josh went forward like a shot while the building flew at their current position. “MOVE!”, she shouted, as if the others didn’t have perfectly good working eyes, and activated the jet pack on her back for a burst of speed. It lifted her over terrain and debris that would have otherwise been impossible to maneuver quickly. She dropped after a moment and hit the ground running, while using the sensors in her helmet, to acquire a 360-degree view of the battlefield. The others would be fine. Perfectly fine. Totally.

The young woman made a straight line for Purrgil-bot. Enough, was enough. They could worry about shutting down the factory once this thing was offline. As she got closer she heard a comm message come through that one of the starships was planning to fire on the mech. On the mech? With what? Were they trying to do all the dirty work for Purrgil-bot? If they started hitting it there wouldn’t be much of the people left on the ground who were trying to fight it. Karking, krud. [member="Voph"] called out the act and Daisy could only hope it would be enough.

Purrgil-bot decided to punish him for it though. His big metal foot came down on the High Marshal and Daisy, for sure, thought the guy would be crushed. To her surprise he seemed to be holding it off with brute strength. She hadn’t ever really met him to know his capabilities but it was still pretty surprising. Still, he wasn’t out of the woods yet. No one deserved to get squashed like a bug… “Scherezade—Can ya’ throw that thing off balance? Purrgil-bot is going to flatten that guy like a pancake.”

Daisy pulled her Marksman Rifle off her shoulder and let it rest appropriately, while she took aim, and shot Purrgil-bot in the face. It wouldn’t do much but distract it but at the moment that’s what she hoped for. Anything to get the heat off of Voph. If they could lure it away from the hospitals and people, they could use the EMP Grenades to shut it down. Maybe.

Hopefully.

 

[Asaraa Vaashe]

Location: Mechis III
Tagging: [member="Gianna Aegis"]

Objective: Deliver supplies...better late than never?

[SIZE=11pt]It was rare for Asaraa to find herself called out on a humanitarian mission in Confederacy space, but when been asked to help oversee a convoy put together to assist their friends she’d been more than happy to deliver the doctors of the silver circle and their supplies to Mechis-III. Only…well no-one had exactly accounted for the Jedi’s utter lack of ability to navigate. She swore that they’d ended up over Tatooine before she actually manage to guide them to their actual destination. The sight of the planet filling vision as the shuttles began banking, slowing for their descent into the atmosphere filled the young Jedi Knight with a relief like you wouldn’t believe. The truth of it was they were running late, and wouldn’t she just hear about that from the council when she got home, but if they’d never arrived? She might as well turn in her Jedi card, give up her badge and forget the secret handshake, it’d be nicer than what the Assembly would do, at least none of them were here so she’d have the ride home to…”Ma’am we’re receiving the landing instructions and have located the comms beacons of Jedi Aegis and Master Dragonsflame.” Dragonsflame…of course Josh had to be here, Asaraa could feel the blood draining from her face as she gave a shallow nod, teeth sinking into the soft flesh of her lip. "Oh good…excellent umm, I’ll just coordinate with them with the supplies.” Maybe, if she was very very lucky Josh wouldn’t notice how late she was running.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=11pt]As the shuttle hit the atmosphere Asaraa padded out of the cockpit, one hand bracing herself on the wall as the other reached for her commlink. Despite being a Jedi, despite all the training and focus that brought with it, she couldn’t deny there was a spike of uncertainty, of trepidation. He just had to be on the planet didn’t he, the pink-haired Jedi let out a sigh as she opened her palm, her commlink flipping off her belt to slap into her hand as her fingers reflexively closed around the metallic cylinder. The girl’s blue eyes were drawn to a window as the fiery aura that had surrounded the shuttled receded and fell away, not that the view left behind was any better, all mountains and volcanoes as far as the eye could see. The shuttle continued on its inexorable path, gliding in towards the designated landing zone with an almost smooth path. Almost, Asaraa could hear the grumbling of the doctors from the passenger hold as they shook their way through turbulence. A soft sigh escaped her lips as she triggered the commlink, her eyes screwing up against the harsh sunlight flooding in as the rear doors opened. “Gianna Aegis? This is Asaraa Vaashe with the Silver Circle relief force, we just landed our first shuttles and I have a bunch of antsy healers and supplies just waiting for somewhere to go. Think you could find a use for them?”[/SIZE]

 

[Scherezade deWinter]

Wearing: Armor | Pathfinder Boots | The Forgemaster's Ring | Ring of Stasis | Sofitor
Wielding: 10 Czerka knives | 2 Nastirci Combat Knives| Copero's Wail | Fire and Smoke (lightsabers) | Combat Gauntlets | Knight Obsidian Sword | 2 Dissuader K-30 Pistols with Glitter Bullets
Location:
Tags (with 'em): [member="Kaden Farr"] [member="Daisy Americus"] [member="Josh Dragonsflame"] [member="Haastal Verd"] [member="Ardasz Verd"]
Tags (in the area): [member="Nya"] [member="Isley Verd"] [member="Safira Varad"] [member="Allya Vi'Dreya"]

Scherezade had been focusing on Daisy, but it was when the man spoke about being in the Netherworld that her attention turned from her to him. The Netherworld was… It was where dead Force Users went to, sort of an afterlife of kind. It was where she was supposed to have been, had she not screwed the blood spell up. "Oh chit, I would love to talk to you about it later," she said her eyes wide and glowing.

To Josh's claim of loving her too, she made a face. Yes, yes, she loved him, but no, she was not about to say it or even acknowledge it when he'd just dismembered her name just to get her attention. She was going to have to punch him later.

Turning back to Daisy, she nodded. "This is why I need to train you, Daisylicious," she reminded her friend. She remembered having told her that before the blood spell, she knew Madalena had mentioned it as well. Time was of the essence. If Daisy wouldn't get proper training, she was going to drive herself mad, or worse.

Looking over at the not-a-mech, Scherezade narrowed her eyes. Two dudes were there, [member="Haastal Verd"] and [member="Ardasz Verd"], and "Are they trying to steal our thunder?" she asked out loud, her voice giving away how unhappy she was that they'd gotten to the not-a-mech first.

But there was no time for a response.

The not-a-mech ripped a building out like it was made of cheap plastic, and hurled it their way. Josh darted forward, trying to break the fall of many of the people who were dumb enough to still be in the building. Scherezade wondered about that. The not-a-mech had been doing its damage for so long, had those people really not thought it'd be safer to get the heck out of it and run away? And now those poor sods were falling through the windows. Really, they had it coming. How had she told Josh once? In situations like these, you could choose between taking out the Big Bad, or getting its potential victims out. Scherezade was definitely in the camp of don't care about the victims. Josh… Was clearly in the other camp.

Josh's dragon appeared on the scene as well, who… Was doing what its master was doing.

Don't die because of stupid, she sent him via Telepathy, and turned to those who were still there. "Let's take that thing down!" she grinned, and shot forward.

Daisy was using her jetpack, but Scherezade was using the Force. Like Superman in his ancient days, she made gigantic leaps forward, punching whatever was in her way. The skyscraper flew over her head and she almost got splattered by someone falling out of it and on top of her, but her lightsaber worked quickly to split them in two.

Essentially, unless [member="Kaden Farr"] wasn't moving forward, their merry group was looking more or less like this.

Scherezade grinned, arriving at the not-a-mech. He'd been big from the distance, but he was massive up front. It was rare that something could make her feel so tiny. The smile on her face stretched even further.

"GO FOR ITS LEGS!!!" she Force Screamed, making sure everyone heard her, and then got on its massive left leg, and began to climb. A more focused face was rarely seen in these parts of the galaxy.

 

[Josh Dragovalor]

Tags (With): [member="Kaden Farr"] [member="Daisy Americus"] [member="Scherezade deWinter"] [member="Haastal Verd"] [member="Ardasz Verd"]
Tags (Area): [member="Nya"] [member="Isley Verd"] [member="Safira Varad"] [member="Allya Vi'Dreya"]

Josh had done everything he could. With pain rocketing through his spine, he had deposited as many people as he could and then gone up for more, repeating the pattern until if there was any remaining, well... There wasn't any remaining no matter what at that point. He had saved as many as he could. Any that were lost, he would mourn them and blame himself later, but for now he needed to prevent the loss of more lives. Jongori would land near Josh, sensing his anxiety and letting out a whine as he nudged his head with his snout. "It's okay... We did everything we could, Jongori" Josh promised, giving the dragon a pat on the head before climbing onto the saddle. "Come on, let's get up there and stop this thing."

Scherezade had cried out to go for its leg, and Josh had taken it literally. Using his mental connection to the dragon to give an order, Josh would hold on tight as Jongori would divebomb toward the beast's massive leg. Josh would begin to charge up energy. As Jongori would crash full force into its metal leg in hopes of trying to knock it off balance, Josh would loose a war scream from the top of his lungs as Force Repulse would go into effect. The recoil would send Jongori flying back, and Josh held on tight. Once he got back his bearings, Josh would hold out his hands and launch his two wrist grappling hooks at the beast's leg. Shooting forward and off Jongori's back, Josh would latch on and begin to climb after Scherezade. Jongori would fly after him once the dragon had recovered.

 

[Kathryn Foster]

Location: Circling above Paradiso and the position of general Solaire​

Objective: Making a go-around for a second bombing​

Tags: [member="Macharius Solaire"] [member="Kiff Brayde"]​

Seeing the two larger droids being half engulfed in the two fireballs that hit them brought a feeling of relief to her, even more so when she observed them through the FLIR and watching them crumble and bring some of the smaller droids with them in their fall. The generals response got her to smile a bit in the middle of the battle, hopefully her effort had slightly lessen the ground troops struggle against the overwhelming emotionless foe.

''You thought that was it? I'm staying with you for as long as I've got missiles left, general! Just keep those laser designations coming!'' she exclaimed decisively through the comms and pulled up on the shining starships joystick to head for a short go around. The g-forces were apparent but as was their training and the protection of their flightsuits. She switched a knob on the instruments to address the commander of the CNS Resilience again.

''Commander, this is Foster. We could use more air reinforcements at my position, to better aid general Solaire's evacuation of the civilians. Any ETA on those? Over!''

 

[Cypher Rage]

Location: PURGATORIO
Objective: Purge and Purify
Wielding: Standard Lightsaber. Officers Pistol,etc

Vice Marshall Cypher Rage lept over and sliced the head off a Droid with accurate precision. " High Marshall [member="Voph"], you're wasting you're breath. I already recalled the attack. The ships will stay in the atmosphere in order to evacuate the remaining citizens although-" said Rage before having to slice yet another head off a Droid. " Those fighters are not going to stop attacking. I refuse to allow this thing to take over this world." said Rage to [member="Voph"]. " Fire every heavy weapon at that thing" Rage ordered a Droid Commander. He had brought a few hundred droids and a few tanks with him from the C.N.S Assurance. " Rage to Assurance" he yelled through his com. " Assurance here" replied the Captain " Swarm. All fighters swarm around that behemoth." he ordered. This was a long battle. He yearned for a simple war not this. He loved it better. He sliced through dozens of mechs that were suranding PURGATORIO. He loved this. " Ha ha Hahaha" he laguhed. This was his destiny

 

[Gianna Aegis]

​

Location: Dexter Memorial Starport [Main Evac Area/First Aid Stations]
Objective: Paradiso - Help Evac, Medical, and Call for Reinforcements for South Tower
Allies: CIS + SJO + Friends​

​

Relief flooded her when the voice of the mercenary [[member="Alar Shysa"]] flooded back through the comms. It was a small comfort, but, she would take what she could get. The commentary drew an involuntary smile across her features, mostly, because it had been a very long time since she’d heard reference to a particularly old phrase. It reminded her of something different. A place that wasn’t besot by murderous robots and the screams of the dying. Her smile vanished. “Worry not…My beliefs are intact.”, Gianna responded, but cut the dialogue quickly, so as not to clog the channel.

There was a debate in semantics that had often been held on the subject. But, for her, it boiled down more to standing tall with one’s convictions versus never using the word “try”. There was no room for half-hearted measures. In the meantime—All she could do was ensure that ship after ship made it to orbit before the war droids crashed down on them. They would evacuate as many as they could.

And defend the rest.

She busied herself with the injured man, the one they had no supplies left for, and let the Force fill his wounds. She could see it in her mind’s eye, swirls of pain, damage, and shrapnel that did not belong. Gianna was a healer first. She could fight, as occasionally, there was no other way, but she had always poured into mending the minds, hearts, and bodies of those that needed it. This was no different. She removed a piece of shrapnel through telekinesis and felt the patient move as pain roused him. “Hold him down.”

The first aid responders looked at her strangely, but, they did so. Not seconds later the man started to scream. He didn’t know what to ask for, likely, didn’t even know where he was or why it felt like his abdomen was on fire—But his suffering was made known. The Jedi refused to falter. Her comm went off, again and again, but she couldn’t focus on the words.

All she could do was ensure that this man was stable enough to be evacuated. Gia held her breath and the soft light eventually seemed to ease the patients struggling. With the foreign object removed, and the internal damage repaired, there was only a laceration that required quick closures and a sterile dressing. One of the medical droids floating around could handle that. “He’ll be all right.”

“Just keep moving. Let the Confederate droids do what they can—”, she paused breathlessly when another message came through, confirming what she hadn’t been able to hear the first time, that the South Tower had fallen. Their last line of defense was falling back. More than that…The starport was falling apart. There were too many people and not enough ships capable of moving fast enough.

There were whispers of bombardment. Of heavy ordinance being required. Gianna couldn’t tell exactly where it was coming from but everything in her being railed against it. Sacrifice, like this, wasn’t the answer. A voice came through her comm [[member="Asaraa Vaashe"]] like a breath of fresh air. It was sweet, sweet relief. “Knight Vaashe! I was so worried. Things have gone from bad to worse. We need more ships at the Dexter Memorial Starport right away help in the evac. The doctors will have to play it by ear and some will need to travel with the wounded.”

“We need to hold the War Droids back. I’ve heard whispers of heavy ordinance being tossed around if they keep advancing because the South Tower fell. We need more troops, a solid line, between us and them. I’m working on that…But we have to get these people off this world until the droids can be shut down. They’re just chasing people, Knight Vaashe. It’s an extermination.”

Gianna, to her credit, remained calm. [member="Kaross"] was doing the best he could, to save as many as he could, but the Jedi Knight couldn’t abide losing so many. Not ever, especially, not when there was a glimmer of hope.

“Please hold off on extreme measures—We are expecting reinforcements.”, her voice would ring through, but, she once again released a call for aid from the rest of the Confederacy and her Allies. She couldn’t stand by while things went from bad to worse. Could not. “The South Tower at Dexter Memorial has fallen. We need back up yesterday. The civilian ships have yet to finish evacuating.”

She let the comm go and wiped sweat from her brow with the sleeve of her robes. Gianna could only fall back into line, ushering people to ships, while she did her best to calm the crowd. She cheated, using the Force, to push a sense of calm. It wasn’t completely successful but it seemed to be enough to stem outright blows and rioting.

To no one, and everyone, her mind whispered while she worked…’Please, hurry.’

 

[Cypher Rage]

Location: Paraidiso, Commad Tank
Objective: Evacuate Everyone

" Jedi at two a clock. Reverse Course." he ordered. " Aye, Vice Marshall." replied The Droid Commander. The Vice Marshall was agitated. He left PURGATORIO for [member="Voph"] and [member="Kiff Brayde"] to deal with. If necessary he would order all forces of the planet for an orbital bombardment, but for now he would be reinforcing the South Tower. He felt the Cannon on the Tank fire. He jumped out the of the Tank and almost immediately started slashing the heads off droids who were approaching the Jedi Master. Thank God for the Sliver Jedi Order. " Hey. Master, you need any help." he yelled to the Jedi.

[member="Gianna Aegis"]

 

[Kaden Farr]

w. [member="Josh Dragonsflame"] | [member="Scherezade deWinter"] | [member="Daisy Americus"]

Kaden continued to shift his focus from what was going on around him to the woman he had been "haunting." In truth she had just been the signature that had been the strongest for him to find, what that meant he did not know. Kaden sometimes wondered if it meant they carried a bond somehow, but he didn't feel anything of the sort. Then again, being force sensitive was a new thing for him. One of the gifts given to him by the Netherworld and his mother darkness was a connection to the force. Kaden could not explain the science or biology behind it. All he knew was that he returned changed, again. He had never gotten the woman's name and was releied when she finally introduced herself. Of course, she was still acting like she was going insane. Kaden couldn't blame her.

<<< "I'm Kaden Farr. Nice to meet you in the flesh," >>> he chuckled at his own poor joke. <<< "Can we kill this thing now," >>> he added as a hand waved a shockwave toward some debris that seemed to be headed for Daisy.

Kaden nodded to the others as the introductions were made, and watched as the other two sprung into action.

Everything happened too fast. One minute they were on the ground the next all of them were dispersed. Slapping the button at on his chest, Kaden activated his jet packed and figure his best shot was to stick with Daisy. The others didn't have jet packs after all. The bot slashed it's arm past them, and Kaden was separated from the group for a moment. His HUD locked onto Daisy's signal, then searched for Scherezade and Josh. Kaden landed just behind Daisy and pulled out his twin pistols Apollo and Artemis. Once he knew she was situated, Kaden took off toward the giant metal thing. He had been to hell twice... what was a potential third time.

Shots were fired at what Kaden thought would be the eyes or sensors it was using to track people. He had to get it to move.