Private Silent Docks

[Joseph Torson]

S I L E N T_D O C K S

IMPERIAL CONFEDERATION
ALEE, HUTT SPACE

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Spoiler: Gear

• Modular Blaster-03P [1]
• G-2 Imperial Standard Blasters [2]
• 'Streiter' Vibroblade [1]
• Jūryoku 12 Repulsor Grenades [3]
• Konīde 10 Plasma Detonators [3]
• Tenebrae Commando Armor Mk. II [w/ Jetpack + Flight Attachment + Supplicant-Series Service Droid]

"Alright. We're here."

A single vessel emerged from hyperspace arriving in orbit of the world of Alee. It was a relatively obscure planet, an agriworld located at the very edge of Hutt Space with both the Imperial Confederation and the Black Sun on their doorstep both galactic powers already eying out the planet for it's resources. However this was not the reason for Joseph Torson's visit. His interest was in the abandoned shipyard that orbited the planet, which had once been operated by the now defunct Jedi-aligned Starlight Corporation.

Torson was here on a mission sanctioned by the Imperial Confederation's Security Service. He along with a team of mercenaries conveniently assembled in the aftermath of the Black Sun's attacks on Voss and the Parlemian, were tasked with surveying the shipyard and determining whether it could be restored by the Confederation and then towed into Imperial space for future usage by the Imperial Navy, all before the Black Sun could get their hands on it.

It was a simple mission and the Imperial Security Service already estimated that it would be a low-risk operation, which was a nice change of pace for Torson who was used to more high-risk and high-stakes operations. If anything this would be a simple in and out mission and before long he and his team would know it they would be back to Cholganna where the Mercenaries would collect their paycheck.

Nevertheless after their arrival at Alee, Torson would slowly pilot his infiltrator vessel towards one of Shipyards hangars before eventually parking it within the empty hangar. Once the ship had made landfall, the rear entrance ramp would protract from the main body of the ship allowing it's occupants to emerge from the vessel ready to begin their mission.

Tags | Tibera Jessen | Riven | Kiera Sifdin ​

 

[Kiera Sifdin-Skell]

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[Riven]

Tags - Joseph Torson Kiera Sifdin Tibera Jessen
Equipment: Horizon Killer, LO-22S, PNCR droid, 3x Shiva Knives, 3x Achlys Grenades.

Waiting aboard the shuttle was a relatively short Eldorai wrapped in a cloak of black feathers, hooded with a large durasteel case strapped over her shoulder. A small yellow droid clung to her back, its front claws wrapped around her neck and clutched together to keep itself in place as a long tail with a large optical lens scanned around curiously. To any that may be sensitive to the Force they'd note a stark absence of it around the short elf, a void where the Force itself didn't want to go near, she was Force Dead. Though Riven wasn't aware that she may not be the only one with such a condition present on the team...

She wasn't entirely certain that she should bring the Horizon Killer contained within its durasteel case to an abandoned shipyard, but maybe she'd get the opportunity to set it up at some point providing there was enough space to cover with it. Besides that she kept her LO-22S holstered at her hip beneath her cloak along with some shiva knives and achlys grenades. The Eldorai had introduced herself under one of her more common aliases; Ash, and as she waited alongside the others she held an unlit cigarette between her lips that she seemed to roll about with the tip of her tongue in her mouth.

Riven had already looked over her equipment, ensured everything was accounted for and operational as her droid remained clutched to her like a backpack offering light beeps and whirrs while its optical camera examined the rest of her team curiously. It seemed the elf herself was of very few words though and often avoided direct eye contact, her social anxiety always getting the better of her whenever she worked with a group. Her best hope was to set up somewhere and provide some cover if possible, otherwise she was going to be stuck using her pistol... But at least she was an extremely good shot with it.

As the shuttle touched down she adjusted the durasteel case over her shoulder with a light tug and took out her pistol as she kept it in one hand. She'd stay at the back of the group once they set out if possible; no doubt her companions were far more equipped for the front line than she was.

 

[Tibera Jessen]

Standard Wetwork...
Tags: Joseph Torson , Riven , Kiera Sifdin

"So Torson, you decided not to bring a whole Platoon this time? Must be something special about this old hulk..." Tibera didn't wait for Torson to answer her before donning her helmet, her bulky frame barely fitting in the doorway of the cockpit.

Something wasn't sitting well with Tibera, and it wasn't just the fired tigersquid she had for lunch! The Coalition wasn't in the habit of sending teams of mercs out for nothing, and a surveying job just seemed to be a waste of resources. Though, she wasn't being paid to think, so her mind would have to be occupied planning on how to spend her next check.

Her plans were halted though, when her eyes met Kiera, a masked woman who seemed to know her chit. She was checking over her pistols, fingers quickly moving to the safety switches. DL-44s were dinosaurs, but they were still the galactic standard for blaster pistols. Everyone from feral street kids on Coruscant, to trained military officers knew how to operate one.

Something told her this chick meant business with those things, and that staying out of her way if the shooting started might be a good idea. Her armor was blaster hardened, but those big pistols were definite hole punchers, nasty if you did take a shot.

These, admittedly paranoid, thoughts would be dispelled as Tibera stepped her way to a rack inside the transport. There on the wall was an odd sight to be sure, a rifle with an actual magazine! Yes, Tibera was pulling out the slugthrower for this one, just in case there were still Jedi in this old station. If the saber swingers showed up, then they'd be getting drilled full of holes for their trouble!

Once the release lever was pulled, she was able to take the well-worn rifle off the wall, her index and ring finger pulling the charging handle back. Then the bolt picked up a single steel-cased bullet.

"Locked, loaded, ready to put some slugs in fools," Tibera said to no one in particular, she'd need to get over this habit of talking to herself! Better to just collect her mix of cryoban and frag grenades and be off to first objective.

 

[Joseph Torson]

S I L E N T_D O C K S

IMPERIAL CONFEDERATION
ALEE, HUTT SPACE

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Spoiler: Gear

• Modular Blaster-03P [1]
• G-2 Imperial Standard Blasters [2]
• 'Streiter' Vibroblade [1]
• Jūryoku 12 Repulsor Grenades [3]
• Konīde 10 Plasma Detonators [3]
• Tenebrae Commando Armor Mk. II [w/ Jetpack + Flight Attachment + Supplicant-Series Service Droid]

After landing the vessel Joseph Torson was approached by Tibera Jessen, one of the mercenaries who was directly on Sularen payroll, as she commented about the nature of this mission. "The Supreme Commander simply likes to recycle and reuse old stuff." he simply responded. "Something about it being cheaper and more efficient then making newer stuff." he added. Of-course there was more this mission then simply restoring and reusing an old drydocks but Torson knew that the questions always came after the mission, not before.

He then proceeded to leave the cockpit of the vessel as he made his way towards his personal quarters within the small vessel moving forth to check and gather his equipment. A Heavy Pistol, a pair of Blaster Pistols, a lightsaber resistant vibroblade (Incase Force-users got involved), six grenades and old NIO-era Armor outfitted a jetpack an a Service droid attached to the dorsal part of his armor. It wasn't the absolute best gear in the galaxy, but it would still be sufficient enough to carry on this task for the Supreme Commander.

After making the final checks to his gear and equipping himself, Torson proceeded to exit his infiltrator, walking down it's entrance ramp as he approached the trio of mercenaries the Supreme Commander had hired. Upon reaching them, he took out a small hand-held holopad and began to speak. "Okay, so our mission is very simple. To determine whether this Station is in good enough condition for a little Imperial makeover." he began. "To that end our immediate priority would be to restore power to the station and disable it's defenses." he added.

Then with a click of a button, the holographic device activated displaying a full map of the drydocks for the three mercenaries to view. "Right now we're here, in one of the hangars within the drydock's Central Hub." he said pointing to a specific portion of the map. "Our current destination will be the bridge where we'll be able to manually restore the power and hopefully be disable the defenses." he added. "However we don't know if the station has any contingencies or boobytraps to prevent foreign intruders from accessing it, hence why we were sent here in advance. Any questions?"

Tags | Tibera Jessen | Riven | Kiera Sifdin-Skell ​

 

[Kiera Sifdin-Skell]

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[Tibera Jessen]

Standard Wetwork...
Tags: Joseph Torson , Kiera Sifdin-Skell , Riven

Tibera looked over the Holomap that Torson was projecting, looked like tight quarters and lots of spots for ambushes. Overall, it shouldn't be a difficult op. The one thing she was glad of though, looked like there was no OPFOR anywhere nearby. Unless this place had security droids, it was unlikely that there would be anyone shooting at them. The mountainous lady relaxed her shoulders as things seemed less serious now.

Best thing to do now was just play it cool and head towards the first objective, that being the bridge. Before she could even start walking, one of the other girls managed to lift up the door to the first hallway bare-handed! That got a resounding whistle of surprise out of Tibera.

"Well, looks like I'm not the only one here who likes to lift heavy chit..." She then looked over to Joseph, he smirk hidden behind her helmet. "The Commander must have a type," She said slyly, joking of course. Sully probably only cared for women as far as he could use them for meat shields.

Putting aside the feat of strength she just witnessed, and the minor shock thereof, Tibera made her way through the doorway. She'd gladly take point on the operation, she was used to meeting the unknown head first. Wearing the scars of past instances with pride. Kriff it was dark in here, glad that she could turn on the headlights!

Tibs placed her fingers on a button on her helmet, causing two lights near the bottom to flick on. The light was substantial enough to light the way, and make sure no horrid gribblies would come to bite their face off, at least, not without prior warning! Metal creaked and floors groaned as the group walked forward. Seemed like the station wasn't doing so hot. Being left derelict would do that. If anything, this place was in too good a state!

Was someone keeping this place going? Maybe clankers, or maybe some Jedi who want to restore it, just like they did! It was puzzling, the station should have some signs of disrepair, but the whole place was spotless, like everyone moved out yesterday!

"Places like this give me the creeps, too may spots for people to hide..."

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[Riven]

Tags - Joseph Torson Kiera Sifdin-Skell Tibera Jessen

As Torson approached to brief the team Riven turned to listen intently. While she looked towards him as he explained their mission her gaze lingered towards the floor, only being redirected once the holomap was pulled up. Her crimson eyes then focused on their destination; the bridge, and she gave a nod of affirmation in response. There were no questions from the short assassin, mostly because she really didn't want to prolong discussion...

But it seemed that the rest of the team were just as assured in their mission as Riven turned to watch Kiera already making her way to one of the doors. A brief glance was turned back towards Torson with a light shrug before she followed after her, giving a light tug to the durasteel case strapped over her shoulder while her droid offered a brief whirr as the optical camera at the end of its tail peered over her other shoulder, always alert and paying attention to the Eldorai's surroundings.

She watched as Kiera lifted the door plainly and was surprised by her strength, and it appeared that from Tibera's words that she too was just as strong perhaps. The commander indeed might have a type but Riven herself was certainly the outlier in that regard considering how small she was. With a brief glance of acknowledgement she moved forward and through the opened door behind Tibera as she held her pistol at the ready, likewise flicking on a small light beneath the barrel as it helped illuminate the ominously dark hallways.

Giving a brief glance to her droid companion she spoke for the first time, her voice very soft and quiet; "Watch for heat signatures..." she instructed as the droid gave a low beep in response. This station would be cold, awfully so, without the power running. Riven was sure that if there were possible hostiles within this ghostship that they'd stick out like a sore thumb for her droid's scanner, whether organic or not, most machines run hot after all.

As perhaps expected she'd stick to the back of the group once they were through the door, keeping the rear covered, but her droid was constantly swiveling its scanner around to keep an eye out in every direction.

 

[Joseph Torson]

S I L E N T_D O C K S

IMPERIAL CONFEDERATION
ALEE, HUTT SPACE

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Spoiler: Gear

• Modular Blaster-03P [1]
• G-2 Imperial Standard Blasters [2]
• 'Streiter' Vibroblade [1]
• Jūryoku 12 Repulsor Grenades [3]
• Konīde 10 Plasma Detonators [3]
• Tenebrae Commando Armor Mk. II [w/ Jetpack + Flight Attachment + Supplicant-Series Service Droid]

Once Torson finished the briefing, the other mercenaries got to work with Kiera heading towards one of the non-powered doors and forcing it open through her sheer strength alone. It was an impressive display of her strength which Torson took a mental note of, he was certain that Sularen would be interested in making use of such talent to further advance the goals of the Confederation. Tibera was quick to acknowledge Kiera's strength with some banter regarding Sularen. He couldn't help but chuckle a bit at that comment considering the entire team with the exception of him was comprised of women.

Setting the jokes aside, Torson would proceed to move forward joining the team as they made their way into the narrow hallways of the drydock, which surprisingly looked in a better condition then they should be. While metal creaked and floors groaned as the team advanced through the hallway, it did seem a bit strange that the station was in such a condition. But if that meant that the mission could proceed more smoothly then Torson didn't mind.

As the team advanced slowly through the hallway they would arrive at an hallway intersection with a set of elevators visible up ahead. Taking another look at the holomap, Torson took note of a nearby set of stairs that would give him and the team direct access to the level containing the control room. Thus, Torson proceeded to round the corner of the intersection to the right where the hallway would lead him and the team towards the stairs. In time they would be in the control room ready to begin the process of restoring power to the station and evaluating it's status. ]

However when Riven crossed corner of the intersection, the station suddenly began to rumble as a once dormant subsystem was activated which caused lights to start to flicker and blast doors to suddenly close right in the middle of the team formation splitting them up in two. Alerted to this sudden development, Torson quickly turned around just to see the two individual at the rear disappear behind the heavy blast door as they closed shut right infront of him.

"Well that's certainly not concerning" he said sarcastically.

Tags | Tibera Jessen | Riven | Kiera Sifdin-Skell ​

 

[Kiera Sifdin-Skell]

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[Tibera Jessen]

Standard Wetwork...
Tags: Joseph Torson , Kiera Sifdin-Skell , Riven

Suddenly Tibera and Kiera were separated from the other two operatives. That did not bode well for anyone, though it at least came with the lights coming back on. Now she was stuck with a less-than-talkative creepy chick that could mangle powered doors, great. Putting that aside, Tibera looked to Kiera, who had just kicked in the opening to the vent.

"You want my big self to fit in there?? You gotta be joking..."

Tibera wasn't exactly dainty even without all the armor, but with all of it on she was broad as a tank! Not likely for her to be able to fit in there alone, besides the fact Kiera would be there too. Tibera thought for a second, looking along the wall to where the vents led. It would be a lot longer to get to the objective. Curses...

"Blast me to bits, alright... Just give me a sec..."

Tibera worked at removing the layers of powered armor that usually protected her from harm. It left her in a black all-over bodysuit that came up to her chin. It was stab-proof, but wouldn't stand up to blaster fire, just gotta be more careful than usual.

The mercenary followed Kiera into the vents and grumbled, having to carry a small flashlight from her kit in her mouth. Every movement in the vents felt like she was being gently strangled from all angles. The metal would creak and buckle as the two moved through it. There was one thing that was certain, this frakking sucked...

 

[Riven]

Tags - Joseph Torson Kiera Sifdin-Skell Tibera Jessen

Riven blinked as the power came back online and the blast door in front of her suddenly closed, leaving both herself and Joseph separated from the others. The droid clinging to her back gave a low whirring sound as she glanced around to check if any defenses or the like had been activated too. But despite the split of the team this did at least present an opportunity they hadn't had before.

The short Eldorai looked towards Joseph and then gestured back towards the elevator, perhaps it had power now? She cautiously started walking back towards it and moved a finger to start pushing at the buttons in an attempt to call it. With any luck the power returning meant that they could just take the express route to the control room.

Though she couldn't help but ask her fellow teammate one very pressing question; "... Why did the power come back on...?" she asked with a glance. Was the station in some form of fluctuating malfunction? Was there another presence aboard it trying to bring it back online? These thoughts came to her while she waited, and hoped, for the elevator to respond. They had been cut off from the stairs after all, and she really didn't much like the idea of trying to find another set through the unexplored halls of the station.

 

[Joseph Torson]

S I L E N T_D O C K S

IMPERIAL CONFEDERATION
ALEE, HUTT SPACE

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Spoiler: Gear

• Modular Blaster-03P [1]
• G-2 Imperial Standard Blasters [2]
• 'Streiter' Vibroblade [1]
• Jūryoku 12 Repulsor Grenades [3]
• Konīde 10 Plasma Detonators [3]
• Tenebrae Commando Armor Mk. II [w/ Jetpack + Flight Attachment + Supplicant-Series Service Droid]

After the blast doors shuttled right Torson's team walked past the bulkhead, splitting the group into two and leaving Torson with Riven who he thought was at the rear of the group when they first left the hangar. Nevertheless the power suddenly switching on was indeed concerning especially since the team had done little to trigger any dormant security systems.

Despite this sudden occurrence Torson and Riven pressed on, with the former already certain that they could eventually link up with Kiera and Riven at the bridge, which would be easier now that they could use the elevators. Before long, Riven found herself at the elevators and began pushing some buttons in an attempt to call it. As they both waited for the elevator, Riven spoke once more this time asking the golden question.

"... Why did the power come back on...?"

"No idea." Torson simply responded to Riven's question while raising his weapon and keeping an eye on the hallway for any signs of movement. "Regardless we need to stay alert. We don't know what kind of nasty surprises awaits us here." he responded. Then a single ringing sound could be heard as an elevator arrived on their level it's doors opening to allow Torson and Riven to step inside. With a single press of a button, the elevator's doors would soon close behind the pair with the elevator itself moving upwards heading towards their intended destination : The floor level containing the bridge.

Tags | Tibera Jessen | Riven | Kiera Sifdin-Skell ​

 

[Tibera Jessen]

Standard Wetwork...
Tags: Joseph Torson , Kiera Sifdin-Skell , Riven

Tibera continued moving through the vents, grumbling to herself before busting out towards the end of the ventilation shaft. She was definitely closer to the main power core. Only thing it cost her was her armor and rifle. Now was one of those times that she regretted quitting smoking. Still, the annoying part was over, or so she hoped.

The bridge of the station would be just down the halls here unless she missed her guess. Something still felt just a tad off about this, she expected there to be something here that would be shooting at her. A distinct lack of such things made it all feel so creepy. This place was as quiet as a tomb, but more than that, it was bloody empty.

With a slight shiver, the mercenary looked around the hall she'd been spat out in. One room stood out right next to her. It was a manufacturing room, one lit well enough to be noteworthy, and with a lot of equipment still running as if people had been using it.

A few mechanical arms were working, whirring and buzzing as they moved along a conveyer line. There were also 3D printing suits beeping as they went through their automated checks. A whistle came from Tibera as she watched these machines do their well-practiced dance as if their masters were in the next room.

"Looks like something has been turning on the manufacturing section. Now is that automated or...?" Tibera stopped herself, it was about them that she saw a keycard on the nearby desk. Better to keep this thing in case she needed it! She slipped it into a pouch she had on her waist, those were surprisingly numerous on her bodysuit, thanks to a small belt she wore.