elirrocks
Taking a break(Kinda)
"Yeah but this Is an mission that will require Secrecy, He turns to D'vok "I will have to ask you to leave"
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Eli-Mae Forrest
Well-Known Member
"Ok then"
[member="Cryil Lynn"]
[member="Cryil Lynn"]
The Upright Man
Section Zero - Classified
Location: Coruscant
Arsenal: (1) DXR-2, (2) ECD, (2) MT-14, (2) V-1, (1) Cycler rifle, (1) GSL, (Armor) CCB, (Gloves) Crushgaunt.
Theme: Hunger of the Pine
It was not unusual for coded messages to stream across the holosphere on Coruscant. In fact, Solo had been piecing many together for a series of months. Sometime ago the Sith had sent out a bounty on all Republic and Jedi officials, just one of several. The rewards were high, but to track down these people could take months, or even years, but when you get paid near a million creds for such a job, the time devoted was worth it. It was one of the few jobs he had on his list. His mind wrapped around another coded message that came through, and with One Sith basic communications unable to scramble it, he thought he would give it a try. No matter how many years the Sith held Coruscant, there would always be some still hiding out there, heck, he had even tracked one of the down, but that was a long time ago, not long after the Temple fell.
His fingers slashed across the holographic keypad on his terminal. Each time he thought he was close to cracking the code there was a set back. Two steps forward, one step back. It was like trying to decipher another language, one that you had never come across before - it was no easy feat. But by utilizing a series of tricks of the trade, you could get an idea for what they were trying to communicate across. He was applying it to the code, condensing numerical anomalies and separating them from what he perceived to be the actual message hidden beneath. Letters began to unfold, and with each dash of his keypad, more and more were appearing. It was like a domino effect, once he had the ball rolling, it was all downhill from there. In a matter of minutes the message rolled across his screen.
In a manner of speaking, he followed the rabbit down the hole. Every transmission sent had an entry and exit node. While it was possible to hide the entry node, you could even make such a sophisticated code it could take years to crack, but it was not impossible. It was coming from a ship making port, registration listed it as Eclair. He quickly accessed private cameras at the dockyard. While he was indeed operating to capture on behalf of the Sith, he still needed to perform certain illegal activities to complete his task. He would take the fine in his stride, it wouldn't impact his credit statement significantly. When the ship made port, he watched the duo leave and head down the street, becoming lost in the crowd. He saw them long enough to get an idea for their appearances.
Before Solo could even warm the engines of his BT-7, the authorities were scramming on their radios, something about a fight in a cafe. It was only a few blocks from the dockyard of the Eclair. It was too much of a coincidence. He lit the engines, an explosion of blue flame roared from the ships aft. The bow sprung up from its launchpad in the Imperial Sector, and as the Thunderclap took to hovert, the landing gears retracted into the belly. Large wings extended, guns hot. "Take Helios to this dock, keep her parked but warm," Solo instructed of his droid pilot. He entered the coordinates and name of the dockyard where the Eclair sat. "Punch it," he ordered, and the ship burst into flight. It was a matter of minutes after the cafe altercation when the BT-7 arrived at the dock, and just in time to see the duo enter back into the ship. What have we here, he mused. "Take us down, keep her hot, I want to see where they're going. Be ready to stalk."
Arsenal: (1) DXR-2, (2) ECD, (2) MT-14, (2) V-1, (1) Cycler rifle, (1) GSL, (Armor) CCB, (Gloves) Crushgaunt.
Theme: Hunger of the Pine
It was not unusual for coded messages to stream across the holosphere on Coruscant. In fact, Solo had been piecing many together for a series of months. Sometime ago the Sith had sent out a bounty on all Republic and Jedi officials, just one of several. The rewards were high, but to track down these people could take months, or even years, but when you get paid near a million creds for such a job, the time devoted was worth it. It was one of the few jobs he had on his list. His mind wrapped around another coded message that came through, and with One Sith basic communications unable to scramble it, he thought he would give it a try. No matter how many years the Sith held Coruscant, there would always be some still hiding out there, heck, he had even tracked one of the down, but that was a long time ago, not long after the Temple fell.
His fingers slashed across the holographic keypad on his terminal. Each time he thought he was close to cracking the code there was a set back. Two steps forward, one step back. It was like trying to decipher another language, one that you had never come across before - it was no easy feat. But by utilizing a series of tricks of the trade, you could get an idea for what they were trying to communicate across. He was applying it to the code, condensing numerical anomalies and separating them from what he perceived to be the actual message hidden beneath. Letters began to unfold, and with each dash of his keypad, more and more were appearing. It was like a domino effect, once he had the ball rolling, it was all downhill from there. In a matter of minutes the message rolled across his screen.
"Any Anti-Sith forces nearby I have a someone in need of protection.
We may encounter some sith resistance and any help would be greatly appreciated."
We may encounter some sith resistance and any help would be greatly appreciated."
In a manner of speaking, he followed the rabbit down the hole. Every transmission sent had an entry and exit node. While it was possible to hide the entry node, you could even make such a sophisticated code it could take years to crack, but it was not impossible. It was coming from a ship making port, registration listed it as Eclair. He quickly accessed private cameras at the dockyard. While he was indeed operating to capture on behalf of the Sith, he still needed to perform certain illegal activities to complete his task. He would take the fine in his stride, it wouldn't impact his credit statement significantly. When the ship made port, he watched the duo leave and head down the street, becoming lost in the crowd. He saw them long enough to get an idea for their appearances.
Before Solo could even warm the engines of his BT-7, the authorities were scramming on their radios, something about a fight in a cafe. It was only a few blocks from the dockyard of the Eclair. It was too much of a coincidence. He lit the engines, an explosion of blue flame roared from the ships aft. The bow sprung up from its launchpad in the Imperial Sector, and as the Thunderclap took to hovert, the landing gears retracted into the belly. Large wings extended, guns hot. "Take Helios to this dock, keep her parked but warm," Solo instructed of his droid pilot. He entered the coordinates and name of the dockyard where the Eclair sat. "Punch it," he ordered, and the ship burst into flight. It was a matter of minutes after the cafe altercation when the BT-7 arrived at the dock, and just in time to see the duo enter back into the ship. What have we here, he mused. "Take us down, keep her hot, I want to see where they're going. Be ready to stalk."
Eli-Mae Forrest
Well-Known Member
Quinn turns to D'vok and then levitates him and walks him off the ship. "There you go."
[member="Cryil Lynn"]
[member="Cryil Lynn"]
elirrocks
Taking a break(Kinda)
Cryil walked into the Cockpit and sat into the piot seat, He hadn't been to the lab in 3 years so the location was only blur. He guestured for Quinn to take the co-piolt seat. "Prepare for flight"
Eli-Mae Forrest
Well-Known Member
Quinn takes the co-pilots seat and straps in "I have a bad feeling about this." She says and shivers
[member="Cryil Lynn"]
[member="Cryil Lynn"]
elirrocks
Taking a break(Kinda)
The Eclair Started up, he knew that even he didn't have enough favors to pull to get them out of every situation. After a few moments the Eclair lifted off. Cryil Activated the Ships S-Foils and started the long decent.
Eli-Mae Forrest
Well-Known Member
Quinn couldn't shake the feeling they were being watched and also she couldn't stop shivering she turned pale in the face.
[member="Cryil Lynn"]
[member="Cryil Lynn"]
elirrocks
Taking a break(Kinda)
OOC:Eclair: http://starwarsrp.net/topic/69600-ap-22-charger/(In case of Fight)
The darker levels of Coruscant was his home the place he lived in for years. He continued keeping the Eclair in its steady descent. He noticed his companions nervousness "You ok?"
The darker levels of Coruscant was his home the place he lived in for years. He continued keeping the Eclair in its steady descent. He noticed his companions nervousness "You ok?"
The Upright Man
Section Zero - Classified
It felt like hours, but he kept time and only ten minutes had passed before the Eclair ascended, and so did the Helios, stalking them two hundred meters behind. They descended into the elevator ports, leading deep down into the darkest pits of Coruscant. "Speed her up, target them with the cannons. I want that roof torn open. Whatever they're up to, I'm about to throw them a surprise party."
The BT-7 descended quickly, and Solo only kept his footing by the magnetic holds of his boots. He slammed a fist to lower the access ramp, wind snapped at him, he took a grip of the grappling hook and snatched it from his belt. He aimed downrange. The Helios cannons exploded with suppressing fire, attempting to tear open their roof like a sealed can. The cannons were red hot when they stopped, he waited for the smoke to vanish to see what damage had been done.
The BT-7 descended quickly, and Solo only kept his footing by the magnetic holds of his boots. He slammed a fist to lower the access ramp, wind snapped at him, he took a grip of the grappling hook and snatched it from his belt. He aimed downrange. The Helios cannons exploded with suppressing fire, attempting to tear open their roof like a sealed can. The cannons were red hot when they stopped, he waited for the smoke to vanish to see what damage had been done.
Eli-Mae Forrest
Well-Known Member
"I.. I don't know." Her head falls forward.
[member="Cryil Lynn"]
[member="Cryil Lynn"]
elirrocks
Taking a break(Kinda)
The Eclair was hit....Shields gone in an instant...but the Eclair was no civilian ship.
He twisted the ship off to the side as the Canons wrecked the Hull. The alarms were flashing, he notice that the Cannons were firing from above. Reversing the downward acceleration he pulled up in an attempt to ram their attackers
He twisted the ship off to the side as the Canons wrecked the Hull. The alarms were flashing, he notice that the Cannons were firing from above. Reversing the downward acceleration he pulled up in an attempt to ram their attackers
Eli-Mae Forrest
Well-Known Member
Quinn remained as she was and was only breathing slightly.
[member="Cryil Lynn"]
[member="Cryil Lynn"]
The Upright Man
Section Zero - Classified
Smoke drizzled away, the hull was ashen black where the cannons had struck, the shields had been knocked out but the ship was still intact. Then its descent paused, and reversed, fast. Kark, Solo thought. He was about to become minced meat. His droid pilot announced over the intercom with unnverving calm, "WARNING: Eclair performing crash vector. Adjusting to vertical position."
Just when things couldn't have gotten worse. KARK!, his mind screamed. He felt his stomach turn, but he was not thrown across the hull. His mag-boots kept him in place, but he forced the rest of his upper body to remained righted. "Fire again!" he roared in his helmets in-built mic. The Eclair rose past him, barely two meters from colliding into the-now-vertical BT-7. The cannons came to life so close he felt the heat wash over him, and almost blow him off his feet, even the mag-boots had trouble keeping him grounded with such raw firepower exploding so close.
He needed to get on that ship, when the cannons stopped he fired the grappling hook. Whether the ship was breached by the cannon fire, time would tell.
Just when things couldn't have gotten worse. KARK!, his mind screamed. He felt his stomach turn, but he was not thrown across the hull. His mag-boots kept him in place, but he forced the rest of his upper body to remained righted. "Fire again!" he roared in his helmets in-built mic. The Eclair rose past him, barely two meters from colliding into the-now-vertical BT-7. The cannons came to life so close he felt the heat wash over him, and almost blow him off his feet, even the mag-boots had trouble keeping him grounded with such raw firepower exploding so close.
He needed to get on that ship, when the cannons stopped he fired the grappling hook. Whether the ship was breached by the cannon fire, time would tell.
Eli-Mae Forrest
Well-Known Member
The blasts are the only thing that woke Quinn "Cryil." She said sleepily but when she remembered what was happening she jumped to her feet and pulled her lightsaber.
[member="Cryil Lynn"]
[member="Cryil Lynn"]
elirrocks
Taking a break(Kinda)
"They hit, Perfect! Then the enemy open fired agian and after that last trick he cound't move. The Cannons hit the Lounge suck out both the firniture but Cryils Drink collection as well" He angled the Ion cannon down at The enemy Ship and Fired, the Prepared the Anti Personal Gun. His wound had reopened and he could feel the blood draning quickly from his body.
"Becareful Quinn This guy isn't kidding around"
[member="Julian Solo"]
"Becareful Quinn This guy isn't kidding around"
[member="Julian Solo"]
Eli-Mae Forrest
Well-Known Member
Quinn finds the man not too far from the hatch it looks like he was trying to find them but he was interrupted by her and her dual bladed lightsaber. "Hands up" She says but as he turns toward her she sees what he is attempting to do and she uses all the force she could muster up and smashes his blaster.
[member="Cryil Lynn"]
[member="Cryil Lynn"]
The Upright Man
Section Zero - Classified
The hook snatched onto something, his eyes hit the remote-visual access for the mag-boots, and he was suddenly flung upwards. He craned his neck and saw his BT-7 get a direct hit, shields sputtering and collapsing. It was an open target. He turned around, a couch flew past his head, any closer and it would have shattered his neck.
He couldn't dodge the debris coming out of the dark cloud that smoked from the belly of the Eclair. In a second he was hurling through that smoke and felt the grip hit the hook, he was inside what looked like a large lounge within the same, except the floor now had a crater. He turned back and saw the violent bright light of a saber smashing through the window of the BT-7.
His pilot was exceptionally programmed, but that was not what made him immune to being knocked out - it was that he was a droid. Pain receptors existed in only a few droids, they were mute in the design of robotics. Droids didn't need them unless they were replicating a lifeform to appear real, or soldier droids so that they become alert to damages - but not pilots. It was unnecessary.
Whatever attack she had performed on the droid, it would not be enough to knock him out. She would have to disable him, and then worse matters, she would have to commandeer a foreign ship that was flying vertically in a tight elevator shaft. The Force was magical, and to Solo, he wasn't one-hundred percent in believing it, but it was no substitute for talent. That much he knew.
She would be next, he just had to disable the ship he was on. "BG," he called into his helmet intercom, "Shut down all essential ship operations, cut the anti-gravity, cut the engines. Let the Helios fall." He didn't know if the droid was still operating, but it was worth a shot. Once that ship fell, this elevator shaft went down many dozens of kilometers, she would be falling for quite some time, and with great speed. He had time to order a reboot of the engines, and without gravity on the Jedi's side, accessing the commands to turn on the ship would become.. hazardous.
Then again, he could also lose his ship. He needed that Jedi - there was a price on Jedi big enough that he could buy his own tropical island. If that mean't losing BG and Helios, it was a price worth paying. Only if necessary, and he didn't see that as necessary yet. He would salvage this operation.
He took out his twin MT-14 heavy blasters, re-activated his mag-boots and began to walk towards the cockpit.
He couldn't dodge the debris coming out of the dark cloud that smoked from the belly of the Eclair. In a second he was hurling through that smoke and felt the grip hit the hook, he was inside what looked like a large lounge within the same, except the floor now had a crater. He turned back and saw the violent bright light of a saber smashing through the window of the BT-7.
His pilot was exceptionally programmed, but that was not what made him immune to being knocked out - it was that he was a droid. Pain receptors existed in only a few droids, they were mute in the design of robotics. Droids didn't need them unless they were replicating a lifeform to appear real, or soldier droids so that they become alert to damages - but not pilots. It was unnecessary.
Whatever attack she had performed on the droid, it would not be enough to knock him out. She would have to disable him, and then worse matters, she would have to commandeer a foreign ship that was flying vertically in a tight elevator shaft. The Force was magical, and to Solo, he wasn't one-hundred percent in believing it, but it was no substitute for talent. That much he knew.
She would be next, he just had to disable the ship he was on. "BG," he called into his helmet intercom, "Shut down all essential ship operations, cut the anti-gravity, cut the engines. Let the Helios fall." He didn't know if the droid was still operating, but it was worth a shot. Once that ship fell, this elevator shaft went down many dozens of kilometers, she would be falling for quite some time, and with great speed. He had time to order a reboot of the engines, and without gravity on the Jedi's side, accessing the commands to turn on the ship would become.. hazardous.
Then again, he could also lose his ship. He needed that Jedi - there was a price on Jedi big enough that he could buy his own tropical island. If that mean't losing BG and Helios, it was a price worth paying. Only if necessary, and he didn't see that as necessary yet. He would salvage this operation.
He took out his twin MT-14 heavy blasters, re-activated his mag-boots and began to walk towards the cockpit.
Eli-Mae Forrest
Well-Known Member
ooc: I edited it so
[member="Julian Solo"]
[member="Julian Solo"]
elirrocks
Taking a break(Kinda)
OOC: Just roll with Solo's