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Operation Grek: Into the Abyss

Turin Val Kur

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Location: Companion Grek
As the Mandalorian ships exited hyperspace deep within the Companion Grek satelite Galaxy they were dropped off in what looked like a ship graveyard. An asteroid field halted the larger ships of the small exploration group and forced the use of smaller transports. The souls of the thousands dead could not be heard this day, but the sheer scale of the battle was evident by the amount of wrecked ships. Luckily their destination was clear...A large station with dim lights commanded the attention of all en route. The massive station seemed to double as a shipyard, the remnants of the strange ships that had invaded the Mandalorian's home Galaxy lay in waste, unusable and un-salvageable.

The scene was eerie, sending hairs up on the necks of even non Force sensitives. As the shuttles left their respective ships and headed for the station a feeling of dread hung over the lesser men and women of the boarding parties. Frozen and mangled bodies of species not native to the Mandalorian's home galaxy gazed through the view ports of the shuttles.

Just what had caused all of this destruction? It was obvious that it had been long ago...But as the Mandalorians neared their goal something sinister awakened. Mutated from decades of experimentation, the strange beings began to cry, their voices reaching out to every Force user with the Mandalorians. Deep within the station Kayne's ancient eyes inched open, one of these creatures glaring right into his tube. Its claws scratched along the super strong glass. A smirk inched its way across his face.

It was time.


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Aden Dawson Basaba Willamina Mirshen Serock Hoath Jaden Taacyn Davin Skirata Xander Lok Ordo Azrael Nolan DettaKable Detta Skosk FettRianna Ordo
 
Aedan Miles was on his way to the bridge of the Mythosaur-class from his room when suddenly he felt it the cry of something echoing through the force. Grabbing his head as his violet eyes widened the young man went down to a knee bending and pressing his forehead against the knee as he tried to free himself from the pain of the cry. Finally free of it sweat coating his face and his violet eyes angry he stood up and sprinted towards a meeting room pressing a button he calmly stated over the ship wide coms. "I need the following people to come to the meeting room. Ordo, Rianna Ordo, Azrael, Allison Willamina, and anyone else from the fist meeting who wants to be here." Cutting the coms Aedan leaned down as more pain flowed over his form the cries over powering his meager defenses that he had quickly set up.

[member="Mirshen"] [member="Aden Dawson"] [member="Allison Willamina"] [member="Jaden Taacyn"] [member="Davin Skirata"] [member="Xander Lok"] [member="Ordo"] [member="Azrael"] [member="Nolan Detta"] [member="Kable Detta"] [member="Rianna Ordo"] [member="Skosk Fett"]
 

Basaba Willamina

A'den and Alor be aliit Willamina
Basaba looked at where they were and she stood there now starring at the meeting. A ship graveyard was strange... kind of. Mostly because if there were such things the ASA/CIS would have tried to exploit it. This was closest to their facilities on Kamino. This was their own galaxy to exploit and take that needed protection. It brought her attention while she sat there now looking on. "What is the plan."
 

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