Raid on Roche

[Preliat Mantis]

"Quiet type...guess I'll do the talking then."Preliat said, folding the rifle across his chest once more. Preliat stopped and glanced around, getting a bearing of his surroundings. Preliat stopped and thought for a moment, and then turned around, and with one hand, let off a volley that made a pile of droids, into a pile of scrap. He let the smoking gun do the talking, as he turned back around.

"Crew quarters, or any sort of storage place might have a spare map or two. Any idea of where those are, miss?"He said, marching forward. He wondered if she could give him a lift after this. He also needed to scratch his nose, but he couldn't take his helmet off. Not a good idea, really. Also, he wanted to show his pretty, roughed up mug around too, sooo much.

@[member="Triam Akovin"]

 

[Cassus Akovin]

@[member="Preliat Mantis"]

"That's a good place to start, but I think we'll just have to pick a hallway and start sacking anything with a door we see. We'll have to run into something at some point, our luck can't be that bad right?" She asked just before she knocked her knuckles on the wall next to her. She had already crashed up a ship and screwed up simply opening a door, from there it was obvious there was a lot more room for bad luck. A blaster bolt shot her in the shoulder as she was rounding a corner, and with a grunt put her back against the corner with her rifle to her chest. There was a scorch mark on her shoulder pad, but it didn't seem to hurt any more than a bruise. She stuck her rifle out again and fired several shots at a hall way with about four or five droids. It was probably smarter to go the path of least resistance. There were two other tunnels to choose from. The one she faced now had a few droids, and she though she heard clanking in one of the other halls, she thought it was the one directly ahead.

"Do you wanna pick a hallway to plow through or do I play eeny-meeny-miny-moe?" She asked either of them.

 

[Preliat Mantis]

"I think it would be rather wise to assume that the better option would be to stick together, wouldn't it, Miss Akovin?"Preliat seemed very concerned when she was hit, and flew into a bit of rage. This was when, Preliat simply acted. His rifle was released from his hands, and the magnetic locks on his boots were released. He tumbled around the hallway, moving like only a null-hockey player could. The droids couldn't hope to target him, not with the erratic movement and lack of gravity hindering their basic targeting programs. Grabbing one by the face, he gave it a brutal crushgaunt equipped beatdown, before turning and removing one of his Westar-34's, popping the rest of them in the hallway. He dropped the droid that he had beaten to a pulp, and then ran back to Triam. He turned his head down briefly, before staring at her shoulder. His eyes met hers, well, his visor did at least. His vision lingered for a moment, before drifting back to her shoulder.

"Can you move it, Triam?"He said, using her first name rather...genuinely.

@[member="Triam Akovin"]

 

[Hacker]

@[member="Triam Akovin"] @[member="Preliat Mantis"]

Hacker covered the couple he'd formed a sort of alliance with. The girl had been shot. Unlike himself, it could be a serious injury for her. His blasters let off. Felling some more droids coming down the hallway. "We need to keep moving. Get her going or carry her".

 

[Cassus Akovin]

@[member="Preliat Mantis"] @[member="Hacker"]

"I'm fine. Let's keep moving." She said a moment after witnessing Preliat go berserk and clear that hallway for her. She stood up with a barely audible grunt. She heard the droids coming again. She didn't know if she could lift her rifle with her other arm, but it was probably fine... probably. She still had one arm, low G's, and two pistols if she needed them. They'd make it out all right.

Still, she was bothered. Preliat didn't even think when it appeared she had been hurt. He risked his life (though probably not considering the durability of his armor) to avenge her and they only met today. What kind of ordeal do Mandalorians have to go through to make them like that? It almost made her jealous of Preliat's life though she knew nothing of it, that he could be so... brave. She was not brave, she was greedy, selfish, and nothing more than a thrill junky. As soon as the ride stopped being fun she'd break down, she would reveal just how not brave she was... how afraid she was of herself.

In all honesty, she didn't like that Preliat made her think. It made her uncomfortable in a way she wasn't familiar with. She didn't like unfamiliar. Hacker though, or whatever its name was, was a welcome inclusion to this entourage, as he didn't think. He was just a machine that killed.

"We should go down Prelaits tunnel, he was so kind to clear them for us. I think I hear droids in the other tunnels." She jogged down, trying her best to avert Prelaits obvious gaze.

 

[Hacker]

@[member="Preliat Mantis"] @[member="Triam Akovin"]

"Then lets get moving. I've better things to do than waste time loafing about". Hacker hefted up his pistols and save them a shake. Indicating his readiness. They'd been wasting a lot of time running around with no clear idea on where to actually go. Just halls and droid fodder. Maybe the girls luck would take a turn for the better and they'd be set on the path to their destination. Or for the worse, and something tougher than these droids came along.

 

[Cassus Akovin]

@[member="Preliat Mantis"] @[member="Hacker"]

She ran down the hall with he gun up and ready for any more incoming droids, while her shoulder burned with pain. She gritted her teeth through as she turned to a door. It looked like it needed a key card... all the rooms seemed to need a key card.

"Damn it. All these rooms need a key. We need a map, as I doubt we'll be able to make it back the same way we came. Times a wasting, and I want that phrik. Can you do more than rip up droids? A slicer would be nice right now." She directed the question at @[member="Hacker"], but glanced at Preliat if he had any ideas. She thought she heard the sound of drills nearby, but couldn't be sure. Besides, she needed to make sure she could get out of this place before she stormed into the heart of this fray with crap half ass armor.

 

[Hacker]

@[member="Triam Akovin"] @[member="Preliat Mantis"]

Hacker thumped along with the others, seemingly lost in this maze of a complex. "A slicer you say! Why were you not louder about it earlier. Destroying all these droids is nasty high volume work. The good idea of hacking through more doors than necessary had not been forthcoming to the alien. Far to much fun being had wrecking everything in sight for that. But her prodding of the notion was worth investment. "You want me to open this door. Or, ooh, that one there. But not that third one down the hall. That one is to blow up"! Insanity intensifies!

 

[Preliat Mantis]

@[member="Triam Akovin"]
@[member="Hacker"]


"OPEN THE FORCE DAMNED DOOR BEFORE I KILL YOU BOTH FOR BEING IDIOTS!"Preliat said, as a horde of droids began to descend on them. He took cover, yanking Triam down behind him, as he pulled a crate down, and then floated behind it. He seemed to excel at Zero-g combat, thanks to his Null-hockey days. He was just glad that he didn't have to worry about getting his teeth knocked out for this.

On the other hand, he could die.

But he liked his teeth a lot. He pivoted, hoping Triam was following his lead. The crate was going towards the droids, with Preliat firing over it with his M45. He fired it one handed, and was about to knock the droids over like a bowling ball upon impact. He stayed completely calm the whole time, or at least, it looked like he did thanks to his helmet. He was reminded of his hockey days, and smiled somewhat, still maintaining the firing on the droids, while the bolts whizzed overhead and into the crate. Carbon scorch marks littered the side of the crate, and the walls around him. Hopefully, it bought enough time for Hacker to do his thang.

 

[Cassus Akovin]

"Hurry up!"

She yelled as a wave of droids started to swarm the hall, much to the dismay of Preliat. She didn't like being yanked down with her shoulder hurt, but she said she was fine and they were risking their asses anyway. When Prelait moved, she tried to follow along with him as best she could, but she was no pro by any means. While her Mandalorian friend maintained an image of calm collection, Triam flailed the tiniest bit and freaked out here and there as she fired in unison with her comrade.

"Using a grenade is faster than this!" She said angrily.

@[member="Preliat Mantis"] @[member="Hacker"]

 

[Hacker]

@[member="Triam Akovin"] @[member="Preliat Mantis"]

Hacker opened one of his forearm compartments, the one containing much of his interfacing tech. His other free arm tore off the cover of the control panel. It was funny how his com padres were screaming for him to open it. It's like the meatbags were scared of dying in a hurl of blaster fire. They weren't like him though, virtually invincible and only the most extreme measures can truly eliminate him. Healing factors rock. The giant of a man knelt down to look at what he was working on. "OK uhhm... Looks like a RT-343 port, uhhhh. I have something for that". Hacker selected through a few different cables for the right one to interface with the port properly. He jammed that sucker in with all the fineness of a watchmaker, it was his equipment after all. No need to be breaking his things when he may still need them. Now for the magic, hacking this system. "Launch Shiny Poke'picks program. System two. Send code". He had a pre-programmed code for general purposes, several dozen in fact, just for door locks. This one he didn't make, he traded with a fellow slicer on another job. He was pretty cool, just named the program something dumb.

The hud interface was running by the code before his eyes. In short order the red text flashed green, the code worked the first time, now he was scared. The door wooshed open and he begun to collect his cable. "Doors open, go go go!"

 

[Preliat Mantis]

@[member="Triam Akovin"] @Hacker
(Didn't realize it was my go)

Preliat slammed the crate into the last droid, and slammed it repeatedly until he felt the droid was well and done. He turned his head, and more droids. He grabbed Triam, without even saying a word. He shoved her like an opposing null-hockey goon, and threw her towards the open door. Preliat leaned backwards, and flung himself, and pivoted to face the hallway. Using his M45 and his Westar-34, he fired his weapon like a madman, and droids fell at the end of the hallway. He flung through the doorway, most likely knocking into Triam. He activated his magnetic boots, and took cover by the door, giving Hacker a chance to run through.

He waited for Hacker to come through, and then he would shut the door behind them, but he wondered if the lights were working.

 

[Cassus Akovin]

@[member="Preliat Mantis"], @[member="Hacker"]

"Final-whoop!" Triam began in response to Hackers work, before rudely being tackled through a door into the room by Preliat. The room wasn't a room by a hallway to somewhere, but it was lined with a few crates. After regaining her balance (quite an abstract concept in zero-g) to her Mandalorians crazy action. She wasn't sure if her boots could magnetize, but it didn't matter to badly, as there was after all SOME gravity to drag her towards the center of the Asteroid, thus she slowly but surely was able to stand fairly confident on solid ground, while she tore apart a few crates. One of them had an electronic map (on a data pad) resting on top of it. Strange that this hallway would have random crates.

There was a buzzing sound coming from down the hall, that she at first thought was more droids, and thus instinctively raised her blasters, before it turned out to be a vehicle... with an insectoid driver. It was like a cargo hauler or something, with a bed and straps to store something like... crates. When he/she/it came around a corner she shot it dead, watching as the machine lazily continued to turn and drive into the side of the wall. They could use these crates to store enough phrik for the three of them, and the vehicle would speed up the process. Especially now that they knew where to go and how to get out.

"Guys, get a few crates, we can use this thing for hauling our phrik out of here! Hopefully the mines won't be so guarded..." She said, unaware of the dramatic irony, of just how guarded it would be.

(OOC: Boss room time! Just assume we're driving along now with a map, and there aren't as many hostiles yet. Once we reach the mines, there will be a prototype mining/guard droid that's really big, and we'll destroy the only model so we don't have to worry about Factory stuff. After that we book it out of here with some Phrik and finally finish this thread!)

 

[Cassus Akovin]

@Preliat Mantis, @Hacker

Triam rode the vehicle down the halls of metal, destroy and running over the occasional droid or bug-miner. The trio went deeper into the asteroid while the map was read to navigate the labyrinthine tunnels. After a while the tunnels stopped being metal, and were now rocks tunnels completely mined dry of any possibly valuable substance. The guard droids began to be few, but as they went in deeper they listen to huge explosions that they couldn't quite place, that they only assumed must have been some mining technique employed by the bugs that lived in Roche's Asteroids... the inhabitants of which they were kind of running over a bunch on the way to their deeper tunnels, where their prizes would be found.

"It looks like there is some kind of chasm that all these tunnels here converge on, before going into the newer mining areas. That's where our Phrik will be." Another explosion, much nearer startled Triam. "I think we're close." She said with only a tiny miniscule hint of worry.... which upon entering the chasm, immediately turned into very real worry.

In the chasm, there were hundreds of bugs traversing through the chasm as they exchanged tools and crates of material (phrik or otherwise). None of them seemed very armed (though alerted and slightly frightened by the intruders who muscled their way through their security measures), but they all shared one common trait with all of their bustling....

... They were all staying clear out of the way of a huge machine, dwarfing anything else in the cavity. On par or even bigger than any of the models in the SD-series of battle droids. It seemed to be outfitted for mining, though the gear it used seemed to be of a danger level the inhabitants were wise enough to stay clear of, as she watched an explosive laser pulse vaporize an indentation in the chasm, revealing a vein of phrik ore in the asteroids wall. The arms seem to be fairly expensive drills with some kind of collection system in the center of it. As it drilled through ore vein it sunk into a cavity into the center where it was filtered into a backpack. To her, it seem a lot of the equipment on the massive droid had starship grade material, like ultrachrome. The Majority of it was used for the drills, but it had scraps of it pretty much coating its body. At our disturbance, the bugs brought us to the droids intention, and thus it turned form its duty.

"We should probably kill that!" She yelled as she jumped out ready for combat. It aimed the mining laser thing at the vehicle she was just in, where the others were. She aimed her rifle at its face, intent on distracting it as she sprint-floated.

(OOC: Fun, fun, fun time!)

 

[Preliat Mantis]

@[member="Triam Akovin"]


Preliat blinked several times, and then couldn't believe his eyes. He was riding with Triam on the vehicle for one minute, and then facing a horde of bugs, blasting them apart with the heavy Mandalorian rifle the next. And then...oh joy. Oh joy, the joys of joys. A giant, scary, droid. He blinked several times, and then stared at Triam."When we get out of here, you're taking me on a date."He said, and launched out of the vehicle. He used his jetpack to jump over the droid, and blasted towards the main body of it, but he only succeeding in knocking it back. It growled in response, and he twinged behind his helmet, as the old combat droid protocols started to boot up. First, came a heavy drill that cut apart the rock where he was several seconds ago into a fine powdery mist, and then the next, a gigantic laser.

The explosion sent him tumbling, and he landed straight on his back. He looked around, and breathed deeply. He placed a hand on his chest, gathering himself for the next movement."DISTRACT IT!"He said, removing a thermal detonator from his beltline. Quite a big boom, and quite a dangerous thing to just leisurely use. But he didn't have anything else, and besides, his plan would probably work. Right? He at least was hoping so.

 

[Ashin Varanin]

A terrified nuna gribbled and gonked its way through the tunnels of Roche, seeking to evade loud noises and immeasureable confusion. Mandalorians, it vaguely understood, enjoyed tasty nuna and didn't much care about collateral damage.

Powerful little legs motored along as the nuna sought shelter.

 

[Hacker]

@[member="Triam Akovin"] @[member="Preliat Mantis"]

"Go it, distractions". Hacker ran parallel to their robotic foe to the left. All the mining bug worker things were running away. Whether that was a good thing or bad cause they may get help wasn't all to much a concern when they already had a big bad to deal with. "Hey ugly, over here"! Hacker started unloading bolts from his two blasters at the droid. They just seemed to dissipate on contact though, and piss it off. Light arms fire power wasn't gona take down this guy. Hacker kept at it though, Preliat needed to have that thing standing still.

 

[Cassus Akovin]

@[member="Hacker"], @[member="Preliat Mantis"], @[member="Nuna"]

Hacker was right, small arms wasn't going to stop this, but if anyone had the arsenal ready for a combat situation like this, it was Prelait. Triam soon decided it was a good thing to have a Mandalorian by your side, and she would have blushed either in embarrassment or anger at his statement if there wasn't a hulking destructive robot that would kill her the moment she turned into a schoolgirl.

Then she tripped on a Nuna.

"What the hell?" She managed as she fell directly face first into the ground behind the animal, before floating quickly in an upward spin. That was attractive. What the hell is a Nuna doing on a kriffin' asteroid mine?

It didn't matter, she had an interesting position as she began her descent. She decided to take advantage of it, and fired at the junction between its big laser and its shoulder.

"Over here dumb mine drill!" She yelled while Hacker assisted in the distracting.

 

[Ashin Varanin]

An armored woman tripped over the nuna, which went tumbling away, gribbling and gonking in abject terror. It widdled itself.

Soon the tunnels stank of nuna urine, not just scorched bugflesh and blasterfire ozone.

 

[Hacker]

@[member="Preliat Mantis"] @[member="Triam Akovin"]

Hacker slid to a metal grinding halt. It was time to increase fire power. With a simple command two of the forearm sections, one on either arm deployed. Rising up to reveal two barrels within. Now having the suppressive fire of three men; Hacker meant some business to this tin man. Blaster fire sprayed all over the mining droid. It was at least being knocked around a bit, throwing off its aim of that dammed laser.