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The Alderaan job (pm for invite)

Sabrina, one fellow apprentices @[member="Tiiona"], and group mercenaries, had manged to smuggle their way onto Alderaan. They planed to sneak in and take a shipment, from one the local warehouses. The shipment was phrik ore, from one the local mines. The plan was, to wait till it had been loaded, then strike, hopefully without anyone knowing but, the freighter crew. She new over powering the ware house staff, and then trying to seize it would be easy. This however was a training exercise, for much bigger job for her, and for this reason alone, she wanted to see how stealthy it could be done.

She gathered the group together for briefing, before they crept into warehouse. Right everyone Sabrina started The entrance is over their, first job, is to get over that fence, we can`t cut as it may set off an alarm, so me, she pointed to tiiona will jump it, we let the rest of you in by the security hutt.

She then pointed too @Jackpot Tal'Verda, here you will disable the cameras, so they don`t have any footage of us, get rid of alarm system. She new he was a solider, and they new how they thing`s worked, so it should not be bog job for him. She then continued, Their will be uniforms their, so we get changed, and then walk to freighter, then we seize it.

She then pointed to @[member="Jaina Magnus"] You will take the lead, and run interference for us all. She handed her a tazer, If they ask to much, stun them with this, no point killing unless we have to. As if their deaths, the republic will ask more question than needed, and the bounty may be bigger.

She then turned her attention to @[member="Neskar A'toll"], You are here to rig the freighter, and fly us out of here, so stay in the middle, as we need that freighter commandeered. She new he was the best, pilot with them, and he need to survive, to make good their escape.

She then looked at all of them, and told them, Remember if thing`s go south, just get to freighter, or get out. Blast your way their if you have too, or your way out of warehouse. Now remember, if that ships take`s off, and we are not on it, it`s all been for nothing. So we have to get to that ship, so if we start blasting for no reason, it will take off. Then we all look like group rank armatures, and we don`t want that do we, so no blasting unless your life depends on it. Know any questions, or shall we get started? She looked at the group, as if was anything she missed or they where unsure off, know was time to say it.
 

Neskar A'toll

Hail to the King, baby
Flying. He knew it. Well enough, at least. He could fly that freighter outta there; for a cost, obviously. He heaved the slug-throwing rifle up onto his shoulder, and delivered a short nod to each present. With a grim determination, he named himself vanguard for this mission. Not that any of the others knew, but the surprise would be worth it. Alderaan was lovely this time of evening. It was pitch-black. He ran his eyes over the tops of the buildings as he made his way down an alleyway, keeping his back to the wall, rifle cocked. Ready or not, the warehouse would be subject to a brutal and swift attack shortly, if he had anything to do with it. They had to be quick, else the alarm would be raised and the ship would abandon the site. On seconds thoughts, as he looked to the unguarded roofs, he had an idea. Swiftly flicking the button to his jetpack on his gauntlet, he rose sharply into the air and landed neatly on the top of the warehouse, making little noise. "Lovely." he murmured, and flitted his eyes over potential entry points. He knelt down, and started his radio, informing his comrades he was in position.
 

Jackpot Tal'Verda

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Clad in cheap Mandalorian-esque Durasteel armor, the man was ready for the mission. He wore the armor only to not make it apparent that he was a former Dread Guard member. he had to hide his identity around here, since he feared that someone might trace him back to his vods who were also former dread guard. He did keep his good old and trusty DC-17m, it was a pretty reliable and over all great weapon. The woman who had hired them spoke her orders to everyone, though Jackpot only really listened during the part where she explained his role. ''Ok, got it. Turn off the cameras and get us in the warehouse.'' Were his words. His voice was altered and made almost unrecognizable by the cheap voice modulator in his helmet, but the words were understandable. He moved out as soon as she was finished, paying no mind to everyone else. He had a mission to complete and he would complete it efficiently and quickly. As he eyed the Warehouse, he found a way to turn off the cameras and get them inside quickly. He moved over to a small box that was attached to the side of the building and had a couple cables going down. He took out his Vibro-Knife and opened a comm channel to the rest of his team. ''I'm in position. Get ready to move in, I'm going to turn off the lights in ten, nine, eight ...'' The others were probably already in position, if not, they'd just have to say something to stop him from continuing with his plan.

@[member="Neskar A'toll"] @[member="Sabrina Kotass"] @[member="Tiiona"] @[member="Jaina Magnus"]
 

Neskar A'toll

Hail to the King, baby
Neskar crouched upon the steel roof of the warehouse, and his hand swiftly went to his comms. "Ready. Do it now." he replied, scowling as he glared through his visor to the gaping window built into the top of the warehouse. He was ready, his rifle locked and loaded. These poor souls won't even know what hit them. His eyes flitted over the other possible entrys, and he moved further to the window, though not close enough so those inside could see him. Concealed by the dark of the night, he waited until the lights inside the warehouse would be cut, then he would drop in, and deliver a swift and punishing blow, allowing his other comrades to filter inside in a matter of seconds. It was simple. Hopefully.

@[member="Sabrina Kotass"] @[member="Jackpot Tal'Verda"]
 

Jackpot Tal'Verda

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Crouching and leaning against the warehouse's outer walls, Jackpot surveyed his surroundings. There were no guards, unusual, but not impossible. Next he looked for the freighter the Phrik was supposedly in, but he couldn't find it. It was probably on the other side of the warehouse. They'd have to look for it later. ''Seven, six, five ...'' He continued counting, but now that he was sure he didn't see any enemies, he stood up a bit, to try and look through the window next to him. He could count at least five guards before he had to duck down and turn back towards the small box. ''Four, three, two ...'' He placed the virbo-knife next to the cable underneath the box. ''One, GO.'' The Virbo-Knife cut through the cable like it was butter, then the lights inside the warehouse went out, along with all the security systems. It was a foolish move to install the central power control console outside and to have this kind of system. But that didn't matter, Jackpot was no architect, he was a soldier, so he pulled out his DC-17m and went back to the window, opening it a bit. The helmet's night-vision turned on and he was able to count seven guards, two at the back, two at the front and three in the middle. He opened the window, without making a sound, and then released a volley of shots at the two guards standing in the back.

@[member="Neskar A'toll"] @[member="Sabrina Kotass"]
 

Neskar A'toll

Hail to the King, baby
The lights had gone. It was time. Time to do what he did best. Kill, that was what. The warehouse had plunged into a sheen of darkness, and with haste, Neskar dropped through the open window, simultaneously activating his jetpack strapped to the back of his beskar'gam. The rockets of the pack lit the room up for only a millisecond, before they dimmed into insignificance, but it was enough. Along with the infra-red vision displayed in his buy'ce, allowing him to effectively and vividly spot every single body in the room, eight specifically, he had attached a laser-sight to the top of the slug-thrower rifle he had taken with him. Time appeared to slow to a stop, though his moves were just as quick as before. The red-white figures in the infra-red seemed to move with dismal slowness, and Neskar individually aimed the slug-rifle directly to the chest and the head of the figures, quickly fired a burst, and switched to the next with lightning-like efficiency. THRUMPH-THRUMPH-THRUMPH! (x8) Down they went, almost within the space of five seconds, sprawled on the floor, gaping wounds in their chest cavities and only small remnants of heads remaining. Quick. Fast. Deadly. Just how he liked it.

@[member="Jackpot Tal'Verda"] @[member="Sabrina Kotass"]
 

Darth Naomi

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Honestly Tiiona was here just for the kicks of it. Or maybe for old times sake. A heist job? Couldn't just refuse that, you know, even if her part in it was minimal. So far it seemed she was to stick with Sabrina and pretty much just infiltrate the warehouse. As her fellow Sith was giving out the instructions for the rest, the Miraluka was already scouting the base with her natural force sight. There wasn't much to comment really and they went on with the mission. In a minute the security cameras were disabled, she would jump over the fence briefly assisted with force in order not to touch it and then as she was in the lights went out. Operating in pitch black was normal to Tiiona, she had employed this tactic a number of times before, as the light had no impact to her ability to see. Finding the nearest security door she'd use to force to open it while also paying some attention to a brief fire taking place next door, where one of their mercenaries was slaughtering some guards. Unnecessary, but who the heck cares. She certainly didn't.

@[member="Neskar A'toll"] @[member="Jackpot Tal'Verda"] @[member="Sabrina Kotass"]
 
Sabrina thought her self, What the kriff, this meant to be in out job, not a raid. She saw fellow apprentice, running and taking the guard post. She have to get to freighter before took of all this was for nothing, This last time I trust kriffing gun toting mercs, as she started to make her way to the freighter. If captain got spooked, by the gun fire, we all be leaving empty handed.
@Neskar A'toll @Jackpot Tal'Verda @Tiiona @Jaina Magnus
 

Jaina Magnus

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Jaina burst into the warehouse when she heard the shots. Kriffing idiots were killing everyone. It was only a matter of time before the ship escaped. She was running to the ship, when as if on que, it took off. She launched herself onto it, digging her vibroblades into the hull. It hadn't left the hangar yet, and she wasn't about to let it. She spoke on the group's comm frequency "A bit of help here, guys?" As she said this, she was slowly cutting her way into the ship...
@Neskar A'toll @Jackpot Tal'Verda @Tiiona @[member="Sabrina Kotass"]
 

Darth Naomi

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Aaand the ship was taking off. Guess they didn't like the music and the fireworks, eh. Leaving the security door open for [member="Jackpot Tal'Verda"] to get into the warehouse Tiiona would find her way to the hangar and the ship. Obviously they obviously had to stop the obvious take off of the obviously taking off ship Obvious, obviously obviously. And with it still being within the walls, the Miraluka saw just the way in. Running to a barrel she would step on it and push off, jumping on a large crate then using her inertia to make a few steps up the wall and then push against it, jumping quite high into the air, directly at the ship. She would land right on top of it some few seconds after [member="Jaina Magnus"] let her blades sink into the metal. Hearing her teammate's voice Tiiona would look around for a way to help her up, because cutting through the hull with vibroblades would prove most ineffective, where as the top of the ship was actually move exposed, had less plating and Tiiona had her lightsaber which she summoned to her hand immediately. Her omnidirectional vision found what she was looking for, the comms tower of the ship, basically an antenna. It was in a form of a long metal spike, but it was tied to the ship with four cables. Cutting off the thing the Miraluka first off severed the ship's ability to relay messages and second made herself a tool she could use to help Jaina up, which she would do in a moment, letting two of the cables slide down the hull to where the female was, allowing her to climb up to the back of the ship.

At that point, assuming everything went as expected, Tiiona's lightsaber would sink into the metal above the ship's cargo hold making them a circular way in.
 
Sabrina could get to the shuttle in time, to make a leap to help them. She saw @Jaina Magnus, hanging on with her blades, she thew a barrel up, using the force towards her feet. This would give her a peg up, and take the strain of her hands, holding the knives. This mission gone south, due to the barbaric actions of the other mercs. She new she still have to pay them if [member="Tiiona"], got the shipment, but half her was thinking killing them for it.
@Neskar A'toll @Jackpot Tal'Verda
 

Jaina Magnus

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Stepping on the barrel and grabbing the cables, Jaina made her way up. Once the hole was cut, she jumped in. Jaina pulled the pilot out of his seat and gave him a keldabe kiss, then let his body slump to the ground. "We're in. No thanks to the idiots that shot everyone."
 

Jackpot Tal'Verda

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The soldier looked through the now open window. All of the targets had been eliminated by the Mandalorian-looking fella, so he made his way inside. He checked everything, but found no one. They had cleared the warehouse like professionals. ''All clear.'' He whispered in his comm. Afterwards, he made his way forward to the rest of the people. They were currently being very reckless, with the jumping on a freighter that was already starting and going into the air, but they seemed to have managed to get it back down. Now to go in and load the Phrik on another ship. For that, he had an idea. ''I have a shuttle ready that can carry the Phrik and us into safety. I just need to give my friend the signal and we can unload the phrik while he's coming here and then once he arrives we can load it on the shuttle, which should be in about one minute. So get to it and unload the Phrik, we can't wait for long.'' He said. Then he tapped on his wrist to give his friend the command to come to his position. When the ship was back on the ground, they'd have to start unloading the Phrik

[member="Jaina Magnus"] [member="Sabrina Kotass"] @Tiiona @Neskar A'toll
 
Sabrina head to guard house, whilst [member="Tiiona"] and Jaina Magnus, brought down the shuttle. She well verded off by, those that opened fire, it`s complication she could do with out. She used the guards, radio equipment to check for, the local security frequencies. The report`s coming, they where safe for know, no thank`s to Neskar A'toll and Jackpot Tal'Verda.
Soon the other shuttle should get here, they could use some of the loading equipment, to move cargo over. Then hopefully make a clean get away.
 

Darth Naomi

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After Jaina got up Tiiona followed her into the ship through the hole she made. While the Zeltron was taking care of the pilot, the Miraluka took care of a single guard in the cargo hold, then made her way to the cockpit and after taking the ship down opened the cargo bay doors. At that point she expected to find others at the doors, so she began unloading their swag, if you catch my drift.

[member="Sabrina Kotass"] [member="Jackpot Tal'Verda"] [member="Jaina Magnus"] [member="Neskar A'toll"]
 
Sabrina saw Jackpot Tal'Verda, shuttle arrive as [member="Tiiona"] and [member="Jaina Magnus"], brought down the one, with the phrik ore on board. She new, they have to get the droids, to unload and reload, the shuttles quickly. As the Alderaan defense force, would be on their way soon, as smoke came out of the other shuttle, and it would have been noticed.
Sabrina head to droid control bay, and started to slice the loading droids, so she could command them. To swap the cargo, from one shuttle to other. This would not take much time, if they could landed near each other.
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