Revenge Past Due [Nar Shadda]

[Miss Blonde]

Revenge Past Due ​

[media] https://youtu.be/jYwpqQlN1Dw[/media]​

Miss Blonde at the end of the day was a crime lord, she wasn't a virtuous woman, and she sure as hell wasn't generous. And as much as it pained her to think, she knew she had become the type monster that she grew up fighting, life was just sort of cruel like that. But that monster had power, and no, not the kind of hippy space magic that most people called power. She had the sort of power that when she told someone to murder an entire capital city's worth of civilians they'd do it.

But thankfully there wasn't going to be a massacre of that size today, oh but there would be blood alright and the streets of Nar'Shadda would run red with the blood of their rivals. The criminal underworld was a cutthroat industry and only the strong survived, everyone else was either pushed to the wayside or thrown in a river with a cinder block tied to their waist.

So up above in the Smuggler's Moon's sky dozens of drop barges flew overhead casting shadows from the light of the planet they orbited, and in that very forward Miss Blonde stood with the door open looking down at the bright lights as the wind blew her hair back towards the cabin of the ship. It was good to be back at Nar'Shadda, to see what she had once owned and controlled. For too long had people run amuck of her moon, and for too long had that woman's casino stood mocking her claim as to what was rightfully hers.

Today was going to be a very simple day, today they only had two objectives with very very easy to follow directions. Objective number one was to secure a proper stronghold for the Black Ties, not some wimpy casino or a bar to operate out of. A real fortress owned by a family of Hutts the most fortified place on the entire planet, Grakkus the Hutt's palace a building that had held against the test of time, it would soon be theirs.

Then there was objective two. The casino in which that accursed woman founded and ran, it was a spit in her face and she wasn't going to see it operational any longer. While yes, she could of taken it and operated and hell it would of made lots of money. But as many people may not of known, revenge was a very underrated experience that always left you feeling great, and sometimes you just couldn't put a price on it. So for that, the objective was real simple, burn the Golden Nautolan to the karking ground.

Now Miss Blonde was known for giving her long and windy speeches about this and that and how they were going to handle the situation at hand. But today she was past that, today was not the day for that. Her employees could figure it out on their own whether or not they wanted to kill civilians. But for her, she had a date with a casino. So as she loomed still looking down at the city they were above the second objective which was her stop. The remaining syndicate troops would proceed to the fortress to take it, she'd be along shortly after some unfinished business was handled. But despite her silence she would address her men with a few directions.

"Kill them all." and then she jumped.

[member="Cyrus Falcor"] [member="Ruby Senri"] [member="Nate the Bounty Hunter"] [member="Keira Ticon"] [member="Stardust Raxis"] [member="James Justice"] [member="Amberlie Zyyra"] [member="Zerrosk O'tama"]

 

[Ruby Senri]

Objective: Kill Them All
Location: Entrance

It was Ruby's first mission as a worker for the crime lord [member="Miss Blonde"]. Ruby did not want to disappoint. Ruby did not want to be the make or break of this mission. Ruby was most likely the youngest and the weakest but might happen to bet the sneakiest. When Ruby heard the words "kill them all" Ruby jumped down and activated his darksaber. Ruby started attacking the henchmen, they weren't too difficult but they'd probably get harder as they went on. The henchmen just had blasters, Ruby would easily be able to deflect the shots. Once Ruby got done with the group that ganged up on him he waited for the others to finish.

[member="Cyrus Falcor"]
[member="Nate the Bounty Hunter"]
[member="Keira Ticon"]
[member="Stardust Raxis"]
[member="James Justice"]

 

[Anya Malvern]

Anya was surprisingly still on call and this time had been tasked with a easier and more her type of job, and that was to burn and destroy a place that the boss lady didn't want standing anymore and wanted it burned to the ground and anya the scarlet flame would deliver

The woman gave a sigh and checked her gun now only having one wrist mounted flamethrower and her khalso gun she had bought, she looked to the boss lady was gave the words and jumped following down as she gave a smile and landed as she rolled and quickly made her way for the casino weapons loaded and primed as she came to the guards and and suckered punched the lights out of him and stook by the door and opened it" after you maam

[member="Miss Blonde"]

 

[Eugen Aker]

Location: Grakkus Palace, Hutta Town, Nar Shaddaa
Objective: Welcoming the Syndicate
Allies: --
Enemies: Syndicate & Friends ([member="Anya Loma "][member="Ruby Senri"] [member="Miss Blonde"])

With Hutt Space currently in a state of disarray from the dissolution of its top leadership, business had been booming for the band of Mandalorian mercenaries. Every crime boss and warlord this side of the galaxy was now at each other's throats trying to fill the vacuum of power. That meant a whole bunch of pew pew and credits, two of her most favorite things in this world.

One of Tekkadan's current assignments involved protecting the holdings of reigning crime bosses of Nar Shaddaa. Very wisely, the Hutts had decided they needed to step up their security beyond the usual riff-raff of gangbangers and gunslingers during these chaotic times. Now they had a veteran army of Super-Commandos at their beck and call.

At Grakkus Palace, patrols of battle droids (x,x,x) and recon drones tirelessly patrolled in and around the area, a perimeter stretching several blocks. Disguised droids and street urchins on the Tekkadan payroll provided a second discrete layer of surveillance. Any mass of belligerents approaching the palace would have a hard time going unnoticed.

As it were, mercenaries weren't much in the business of needlessly sticking their necks out for their employers, so the bulk of the Mandalorians themselves remained with the flotilla in orbit overhead, ready to drop down anywhere moon-side at moment's notice. The few Super-Commandos on the ground were tasked to the interior of the palace to form the backbone of the palace defense.

Despite the violence unfolding over the planet, the assignment had mostly been a quiet one. The reputation of the Mandalorians served as an effective deterrence to anyone who wasn't rolling with a professional outfit of their own. With the free time they had, Tekkadan had begun training the original group of bodyguards to make them into a more effective fighting force. Their employers had big plans that extended well beyond the Nar Shaddaa. Such plans required a lot of guns backing them up.

That quiet period looked to be done with, as word traveled about an assault underway at a well known criminal den. Someone had finally come along to challenge the status quo. Good for the Mandalorians, because they were beginning to grow bored.

As a matter of caution, the Palace was put on a state of high alert. Their Hutt employers were gathered and placed under heavy guard. A platoon of Mandalorians with droid backup was deployed to the Golden Casino by gunship. It wasn't an act of altruism, but a play by the Hutts to get their grubby fingers on the former Red Raven stronghold.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZIPfQ-HtYeM

 

[Aithne Charr]

Question, how many darmanda does it take to create a bonfire?

Now most people would probably answer ten, twenty, but in truth the correct answer was only one. Especially if you could use every part of the body in the creation of that bonfire. Stirring the coals and creating an aroma of burnt flesh.

Now, one might ask, why even worry about something like that, or if he had experience doing so and in most cases he would have to answer no. But today the answer seemed to change, especially with the arrival of a woman who if he had not been informed about would have assumed never even existed.

So apparently, the woman who attacked the Mandalorian empire two months ago was here on Nar Shadaa, interfering with the death of a hutt. In truth, he barely even remembered her attack, much less who she was. The problem was she was insignificant, someone who didn't even make their bounty board and was someone without a single lick of tactical thought behind her actions. Even now she charged head on with no attempt to secure the area, which left her now with snipers and his own droids in position to wipe her out.

Why was he here though?

He hated hutts. No he didn't hate hutts, he wanted their kind exterminated. Something the group with him was more than happy to help with as he wore a certain mask, one that would hide his identity without a worry of being caught. His men did not need such masks, considering they were common citizens of Nar Shadaa at this point. It was then that Solan learned about the incoming gunships and smiled to his soldiers. They had already set up single man anti aircraft weaponry and a number had fire and forget launchers aimed in the direction of the incoming craft on his hub. What made worse by his own Umbra class Dropships no more than a mile away.

This insignificant gnat would be gone before she even landed her men.

"Fire."

[member="Face"]

 

[Miss Blonde]

They weren't there to capture the casino, they were there to destroy it, and no mandos, droids, or security officers were going to stop them. When Miss Blonde hit the ground she removed her jump pack and pulled her pistol from her side, a large caliber handgun that she used to put a bullet in the fallen security guard that scarlet had laid out upon arrival. While Miss Blonde should of been leading the temple assault, the opportunity of revenge was just too much to pass up. Again it was really an underrated experience, and it was quite fulfilling.

As soon as the tiny crime lord walked through the door everyone was running and screaming in every which direction. Men and women dressed in fancy suits and evening wear scurried like chickens with their heads cut off, it was pretty fun to watch to be honest. But Blonde wasn't here to watch, she was here to burn and destroy everything that crossed her path and currently the not so innocents of Nar Shadda were in that path. Was she going to shoot them? No, of course not. But was she going to explode the entire casino with them inside if they didn't leave? Yes.

With her pistol drawn she gunned down a few rent a cop guards that passed for security these days in order to make it towards the bar. This wasn't going to be some epic showdown and since the Ravens were gone this was just some casino.

Reaching towards her belt the woman grabbed a small device no bigger than a shot glass and tossed it behind the bar.

"We're done here." she said in a cold tone as she started her way back towards the door.

The team of droids and commandos hadn't arrived yet and she was sure that even if back up did come there was nothing stopping this train of revenge. Even if they had to bomb the ever loving crap out of both locations from orbit and rebuild from the rubble, Miss Blonde would do it without a second thought.

It was best to not get in her way while on this warpath.

[member="Ruby Senri"] [member="Anya Loma "][member="Face"] [member="Solan Charr"]

 

[Anya Malvern]

Anya pulled her gun up and took some shots at the incoming guards quickly dispatching them with ease while she got one who got to close and punched him hard enough his jaw broke and ended him with a single shot

She kept on moving behind [member="Miss Blonde"] shooting all who dared point a weapon at her as she looked around watching people run around before she looked to miss blond and started forward with her as she looked around seeing one guard take aim she relaxed several bolts into him and didn't stop till her hit the ground as she smiled and started again" what is our next objective maam" she said as she looked around at the many people running out

[member="Solan Charr"][member="Face"]

 

[Ruby Senri]

Ruby followed close behind, stabbing and slicing anyone who came near and occasionally jumping out at some that they missed. Ruby's lightsaber slashing through, making nice easy cuts through their armor. Then [member="Anya Loma "]spoke and asked [member="Miss Blonde"], "what's our next objective mam?" Ruby nodded, "yeah, what should we do now?" Ruby kept following though. Trying not to fall behind.

[member="Solan Charr"] [member="Face"]

 

[Ardgal Raxis]

Yea, I will visit them in my fierce anger, and there shall be those of the fourth generation who shall live, of your enemies, to behold your utter destruction; and this shall surely come except ye repent, saith the Lord; and those of the fourth generation shall visit your destruction.​

Helaman 13:10​

The supply speeder trundled along, on its nomral route. It was heavy, as usual, laiden with the supplies of luxury and debachery every Hutt loved. Foods, spices, and human goods advertised all on its side like a mobile billboard for its own goods. It was standard, routine, speeders had ferried luxury goods to the Hutt palace for ages without end. And not just this Palace, but every one across the galaxy, for time without mind.

It passed through into the Hutt's palace, settling in with a shuddering humm. Two more who had moved in with it rested with a whine in the loading bay. Several workers began to move, common dock hands looking to make their wages this day without incident. Most were young men, uneducated lackey boys just looking to provide for their families.

"Wherefore, O ye Gentiles, it is wisdom in God that these things should be shown unto you, that thereby ye may repent of your sins, and suffer not that these murderous combinations shall get above you, which are built up to get power and gain—and the work, yea, even the work of destruction come upon you, yea, even the sword of the justice of the Eternal God shall fall upon you"​

Ether 8:23​

Suddenly the doors to the three loading speeders sprang open, out of them came forth the hosts of heaven, the servants of Ardgal Raxis. Canisters of CMO2-06 were tossed out, filling the area with a thick haze. The young men fled, but the gas kicked in, sending them into unconsciousness before the alarm could be raised.

The commandos quickly pushed the bodies back into the speeders and dissipated into the rest of the Hutt's Palace. They blended in perfectly, regardless of whether some darmanda had pulled up a thousand battle droids-- you couldn't argue with facial reconstruction, verified ID cards, and perfect disguises who were for all intents and purposes just guests among the rest.

"My men are in place, sir," Ardgal reported to [member="Solan Charr"] from his high tower where he observed his high tower, "We are ready when you are."

[member="Ruby Senri"] @Anya Loma [member="Miss Blonde"] @Face

 

[Silver Fall]

Allies: [member="Face"] [member="Solan Charr"] [member="Ardgal Raxis"]
Enemies: [member="Miss Blonde"] [member="Ruby Senri"] @Anya Loma

Silver was enjoying the company at Grakuss the Hutt's palace. Actually Graduxes the Hutt's palace by ownership. The great grandson of the namesake Hutt no less. But the old name stuck because in it's hey day it was what it was known by. The Sabbacc game was going alright for the Capo. She was up a few hundred credits before they were interrupted by the security alarm. "What the Kark?" Chairs spilled over backwards and Sabbacc cards were tossed aside. Silver snatched up her assault rifle from it's resting place and made sure she was locked and loaded. Whoever was causing this were gonna pay in credits or blood. A ringing noise brought attention to her wrist, the comms were lit up, incoming message. Wasting no time while on the move she took the call.

"Silver, can you hear me."

The voice was instantly recognizable. Their head of security at the palace, Hoska. "Loud and clear Hoska. What's with the alarms?"

"Were under attack in the front foyer. The guards were just wiped out there. Gather up who you can and take them out from above. They have a Saber working for them too. So Watch for that. I'll try and figure out who they work for. In the mean time. I'll patch you through to Face. Organize with her".

"Gotcha." The comms switched over to another channel remotely. "Yo Face, it's Silver. I'm making my way to the front to bring the pain. Could use you and some of your elites with me."

 

[Miss Blonde]

As the woman was stepping out of the casino she walked up to a drop ship that was waiting for her out in the parking lot. She was of course waiting for the men on the other end of the operational spectrum to be ready for the destruction of the casino, and of course her men wouldn't dare let her down.

Up above in orbit three Black Tie Hammer Heads positioned themselves broadside lining up their guns to aim them down at the Golden Nautolan, with the targeting beacon the woman tossed in place activated the ships launched dozens of turbo lasers to rain down on the casino like the Holy Ghost.

Stopping to look back before entering the drop ship she watched as the bright green spears of destruction leveled the casino into rubble and ash. She didn't smile, she didn't laugh and want to pee on the ashes, she only felt a sense of fulfillment that had long escaped her as the casino was reduced to nothing but a memory to what that woman had created.

"Let's be off Scarlet. They've begun the assault on the fortress and it seems we have a few unexpected allies in this fight." Blonde said as she entered the ship. But of course some of the younger people needed guidance.

"Take out the droids around the perimeter of the palace. My teams will be striking in surgical locations. she said on the comms to [member="Ruby Senri"]

With the ship lifting up they'd be well on their way to getting what she wanted, that stronghold along with her rightful spot at the top of Nar Shadda. There were no other criminal enterprises in this galaxy that could match the syndicate and it'd be known to the citizens of this planet that she was in charge even if they had to completely level that palace and build it again from ashes.

[member="Ruby Senri"] [member="Anya Loma "][member="Face"] [member="Solan Charr"] [member="Ardgal Raxis"] [member="Silver Fall"]

 

[Ruby Senri]

Ruby nodded and immediately went out on his mission, easily swiping through the droids. Ruby hoped it would be this easy all the way around.

[member="Miss Blonde"]
@Anya Loma
[member="Face"]
[member="Solan Charr"]
[member="Ardgal Raxis"]
[member="Silver Fall"]

 

[Anya Malvern]

The scarlet stayed by [member="Miss Blonde"] and followed her to the drop ship as she stopped when she did and looked back as she watched as the green lasers just rained down

It caused her to snile she had no attachment to it but the fact that pure hot lasers rained down brought a smile as she stepped onto the ship

Yes maam I am honored that I'll be participating in it with tou" she said as she checked her guns"

 

[Kes En'jusek]

Kill them all! That was the command given to Kes and the rest of [member="Miss Blonde"]'s henchmen. Kes mused to herself clearly not having a problem with it. Yet the number of armed henchmen Miss Blonde had compared to the opposition at the casino was overwhelming. This would be over quite quickly unless some unknown reinforcements were to present themselves suddenly. Of course one should always be prepared for that, yet Kes had decided until it happened, she was gonna indulge herself in a little fun. Fun for Kes simply put was to get up front and close to her victims and kill them slowly. Usually by the use of a strangling cord, a knife or her bare hands.

She spotted her first two set of targets. Two human rough looking humans standing in one corner. A male and a female making out. How touching she thought to herself. Kes wasn't sure if they were even armed. In-fact they could just have been patrons of the casino. However her orders were explicit and simple. Kill them all meant kill them all and she had no problem doing what she was told in this instance. Innocent bystanders or not, it would be the last kiss for the two kissing just metres away from her.

Casually she walked up to the male human who turned his head at the last minute getting Kes' attention. He didn't even know what hit him as the blade of Kes' dagger slit deeply into his throat and caused him to drop. He lay on the floor, body twitching as slowly and painfully he died. As for his female lover, before she could even scream, a forward strike to her nose was more then enough to break it as Kes swiveled behind her and wrapped her strangling cord around her neck. Forcing her on the ground and on her knees, it didn't take long for Kes to finish her off, and then dump her limp body over her already dead lover who lay on the floor in a pool of blood. That was very satisfying Kes said to herself as she then put her weapons away and moved on to search for her next victims.

 

[Keira Priest]

Obligatory theme.
Her arrival on-planet was nondescript, and she departed the dropship at the initial entry zone with no indication as to who she was or where she was going. A member of the syndicate in everything but name given the recent happenings within the Mandalorian people as a whole, her business here wasn't on part of the Black Ties, or [member="Miss Blonde"] herself, really. No, this was something more personal in the sense that it pertained directly to the Mandalorian Crusaders, within whom she held a governing position. It just so happened that governance the majority of the time tended to closely resemble unrestrained violence.

To come fully armored and decked out with her full arsenal of weaponry was probably something most would consider overkill, but Keira saw it as a part of intimidation. Most wouldn't dare cross Mandalorians on principle, but then again, most wouldn't apparently betray their own people only to turn and strike at their capital. At the end of the day a move like that was nothing short of a death sentence, whether immediate or a long time coming. And after hearing that [member="Face"] had arrived on Nar Shaddaa where the Black Ties were hosting yet another operation, well. It was an opportunity that was too perfect to pass up.

In the span of the twenty or so minutes she had been groundside she had made her way to the palace, ending the lives of any and all that crossed her path without pause or quarter. She had heard the reports from the Golden Nautolan, and was fully aware that that particular edifice of her past was now nothing more than rubble and ash. However, that wasn't the primary focus right now. The traitor was. When she crossed the threshold of the perimeter of the palace she opened up a line with Blonde, "This one's mine. It's personal."

 

[Miss Blonde]

Taking one last look at the casino Miss Blonde didn't feel anything for it besides that sense of fulfillment. Nothing for the people who were probably killed in the blast, and nothing for whoever might of disagreed with her decision. That was the point of being a leader at times, you had to make choices that not everyone would of agreed with. So with that last look of her decision she boarded the shuttle with her crew and watched it lift into the air, she had business with the Hutts and it was time that Nar Shadda was claimed for the Syndicate and its allies.

"Syndicate and allied forces on the ground, push against their perimeter and kill anyone who crosses you. My teams are landing on the roof, we'll clear the building floor by floor and force them down to you." Blonde said via the communication system they had set up.

But with reports of rogue Mandalorian mercs coming in the woman elected to make another decision on that matter. There were mandos where mandos weren't supposed to be, and apparently they were being lead by a Mandalorian war criminal that they called dip$@&#, doorknob, deadbeat, dar'something- you know it really didn't matter what they called them the point was they had made a few very bad choices to where Mandalorian forces were showing up to secure her.

"If you come across a Mandalorian mercenary I want them alive, no disintegration." she said in a firm and commanding tone.

After she issued that order she had received a ping from a good friend who was here wearing the uniform of her more respectable day job, it was slightly disappointing but hey sometimes you had to do what you had to do.

"Please try not to destroy too much of the palace, plan B went up in smoke." Blonde let Keira know what she needed, and since she wasn't here as a criminal the woman asked and used words like please.

With all that aside now the ship she was on flew above the Hutt's palace and swiftly dropped her and her men onto the roof of the palace. A solid twenty five men across the building's roof would begin the process of taking the upper floors of the palace and forcing the scum out into the streets where they'd be shot by the men bellow. Sometimes you had to gun a few people down in the streets to let people know you mean business.

[member="Solan Charr"] [member="Anya Loma "][member="Ruby Senri"] [member="Ardgal Raxis"] [member="Silver Fall"] [member="Kes En'jusek"] [member="Face"]

 

[Ardgal Raxis]

Ardgal gave a nod when he heard the order, he depressed the comm unit and replied, "That's a good copy, Miss Blonde. I would like to recommend myself or anther that can be hired to deal with prisoners."

He was ordinarily a calm deity, one who generous and rare to loose his temper. He was one of the few war leaders who believed calm and strategy would always win over boisterous rage. A calculated strike in the right place would always bring an enemy toppling down without a second thought. Like removing the archstone and watching the wall fall, sometimes only one part of a jigsaw or infrastructure had to be removed. Like the command center for these hoards of archaic droids that had been handwaved into existence.

A pair of static blips went over the comm--to anyone else that's exactly what it was. To Ardgal it was the signal that his men were in place. He replied with a second pair of static blips. Two of the towers of the Hutt Palace came crashing down in a thunderous explosion. One had been of the Sensor suit, the other the command center for the droids. Something like why the had failed at Naboo and the reason those punny gungans had won. Only so much more epic. Ardgal rose from his seat in the tower, "Bring my Behemoth around, we shall make our entrance men."

[member="Miss Blonde"]
[member="Keira Ticon"]
[member="Kes En'jusek"]
@Anya Loma
[member="Ruby Senri"]
@Face
[member="Solan Charr"]
@Anyone I forgot

 

[Kes En'jusek]

Kes had just slain 2 innocent bystanders for none other than indulging herself in the thrill of killing close up and personal. Yet it wasn't enough. She didn't get the chance to that everyday yet she craved the desire to do so. Taking away the lives of others was more of a passion or hobby for Kes than work. Suddenly she heard the comm on her wrist squelch. The voice was direct and to the point. Get out and back to the shuttle. The casino is about to go kaboom. Damn she thought to herself. Kes was only just warming up. But then again the real mission hadn't even began yet. Surely there would be more killing required once they got to the palace.

Boarding the shuttle with the rest of the crew, they wasted no time lifting off and setting course for their destination. If all went right, although things rarely ever did, they should be able to overwhelm the enemy and seize the palace. Kes would make sure to clean up any leftovers once the battle was over. Innocent bystanders or not, she would ensure that nobody would remain alive afterwards. The orders were given to very much kill everyone except any Mandolorians. A small compromise Kes thought to herself, but then again a valid enough argument as Mandolorians in general were worthy and formidable warriors and worth allowing to live. So long as they weren't any enemy of ours or collaborating with any of our enemies that was.

[member="Miss Blonde"]
[member="Keira Ticon"]
@Anya Loma
[member="Ruby Senri"]
[member="Face"]
[member="Solan Charr"]
[member="Ardgal Raxis"]

 

[Miss Blonde]

With the fortress now completely under siege and her men inside, the crime lord casually walked down the halls of its upper levels past the scores of dead bodies and destroyed droids. She was Vader in this moment and her enemies were rebels crushed beneath her boots and power. Beside her in place of stormtroopers were her villainous scumbags who would kill an entire family for looking at them the wrong way, it was always best to surround yourself with people who could handle themselves.

Regardless of all that the woman watched as a Super Commando tasked with guarding the upper corridors was dragged up to her and placed on their knees by a few guards. Apparently they had gotten lucky and taken them by surprise when a det charge took out the wall behind them. Though however they were taken it didn't matter, all that did was that Blonde held the warrior in her possession. So with a robotic sigh of her gas mask the woman bent over slightly to stare the warrior down visor to visor.

"The helmet, remove it." Blonde said in an authoritative voice.

Her men swiftly complied and the two criminals holding the commando lifted the infamous T-visor to show a young and somewhat hardened man with blue eyes and well trimmed hair. He was mildly handsome even, pity what fate potentially awaited him.

"I'll make this simple, where's the Hutt's safe room?" Blonde asked the man in a very polite and progressional voice.

"Kark yourself." the mando said in retort as they spit at Miss Blonde.

The glob of saliva landed on the woman's visor to which she took surprisingly well. With a moment of pause the crime lord stood up and held her hand out, almost asking for a pistol to blow this man's brains out for their defiance. But instead a handkerchief was given, Blonde would use it to slowly wipe away the man's spit then sigh once more.

"Well that's just not cricket." She said as she balled up the rag in her hand.

In almost a flash the woman took the balled up rag and shoved it into the Mandalorian's mouth to gag them before her criminal friends kicked him down and proceeded to beat the man with a flurry of kicks to the head, body, and other compromised areas until they were a bleeding pulp that still drew breath.

Once the beating passed the crime lord took a deep breath and wiped the blood from her gas mask's visor.

"Take him." So the boy would be taken back to the drop ship and the group of criminals would proceed to the act of clearing the fortress of hostiles.

[member="Ruby Senri"] [member="Anya Loma "][member="Kes En'jusek"] [member="Keira Ticon"] [member="Ardgal Raxis"] [member="Silver Fall"] [member="Face"]

 

[Ardgal Raxis]

The Behemoth carved the way with the rest of the speeders, charging through to the Palace. With his massive command vessel, several other troop transport speeders were following behind, laden with real Mandolorian Supper Commandos, the Raxis Alpha Company. All four hundred of them clad in their matrix armor, wielding their powerful weapons.

"You heard the order, men, take them alive," Ardgal said once his helmet was in place. "Don't weep for them, men, they are dar'manda. They decided to become aurtiisee."

Small arms fire came from a little resistance, but they did little to stop the oncoming storm; their armor plating was more than enough to withstand this attack.

"Sir, we have detected an emplacement. Looks Dar'Manda, and dug in deep."

"Hit them with the cannon, loosen them up for the infantry, take it."

"Yes sir," the heavy cannons roared, crushing the duracrete under the assault before the soldiers had a chance to storm in, blaster fire rang out. Ardgal had to resist the urge to charge in with them. It wasn't time yet. Not yet.

[member="Miss Blonde"]
@Anya Loma
[member="Kes En'jusek"]
[member="Keira Ticon"]