The Earth will crack and burn -- [ One Sith vs ACA Dominion of Sev Tok ]

[Reverance]

Hot ripples formed upon plates of phrik, blasters of green and red bounced against the metal and found quarry within the black duracrete beneath foot. Barrels aimed at the charging Goliath, metal cool to the damage that would otherwise incur destruction. The simple protectors of the capital but stood against a man with no true purpose beyond annihilation, firing aimlessly at a thing that would not stop, all for the sake of protecting something that couldn't be protected. Their defense emplacements were merely sheets of tin roof, poorly nailed, shaking hard against wood amidst a hurricane. From his grip and charge, he flung the hammer with a forward spin of the suit. Tossed from both hands, strength of suit and inertia behind the attack, the wammer straightened itself mid flight and, like battering ram, broke upon the makeshift parapets, desperately crafted in fear of the coming tide.

As the weapon cleared the way, hands sprung out to form a forward moving 'V', as the suit relayed power into the arms of the suit as the Sith Lord broached the uncomfortable proximity of those who would stand against him. From the upper edges of the forearms, medium range plasma cutters shot out as he drew his arms inward, cleaving the defying personnel into pieces, to lay now meaningless upon the steps of the capital. As he did so, the cutters drained power from the suit, the prolonged usage pulling far more energy than the geothermal pumps could restore. The bar on the visor flashed in red blinks as the Sith Lord looked upon those left, dropping their guns with hands held high. Perhaps he imagined it, but he thought he could feel the earth shake beneath their quivering and whimpering trembles.

Taking a moments rest, he paused, and walked up the bloodied stairs, once a deep shade of bone white. Hand extended outward, he grabbed the throat of the commanding officer and looked upon him through HUD, now changing to regular wavelengths. Through metallic tones, he whispered to the man drawn close. "I have no interest in surrender. Your pain, however, is something I long to feel..." The blip of power, reflected in the recharging fluctuation bar, was used as energy for the repulse technology, activated in gripping hand. It tore the man to pieces, clothes and skin and bone, before body was released from clenching glove of the titan that now stood wandering conqueror of Sev Tok. The helmeted visor scanned the remaining survivors as they realized the simple truth of the situation. Raising hands above head would certainly do them no good.

[member="Darth Carach"]

 

[Yoru Shakou]

Listening silently, the Baroness looked at the weapon. A hand running along it again as her four guards stood near her. The large Nexu returned to her side, it's fur matted with blood as it sat there quietly, purring contently. Looking back up, pulling herself from her thoughts, the Baroness noticed another enemy. The weapon in her hand though was still not recharged, her heart beating as she watched the blaster leveled at her. Without thinking her arm flung up, the fear of death upon her, turned quickly into the anger that such a pleb would dare raise a weapon against her. Sparking from her finger tips and tearing across the space between them, the force lightning stuck the being, throwing it back against a nearly collapsed wall. The loud crack of a breaking spine sounded out as the Baroness leveled the blaster again, this time it let off a low whine before the sounding pop as the bolt struck out against another enemy.

Even the pragmatist, the Baroness brought her hand down, brushing out the wrinkles in her gown and keeping herself calm and composed. She was a Baroness, and she was not about to let the prospect of death ruffle her or frighten her. Letting out a sigh, she spoke out, keeping those golden yellow eyes turned forward.

"A truly remarkable weapon. Those whom will have this in their hands will be a sight to watch."

The Baroness gave no other notice of pleasure or happiness, just a stern and stoic look upon her face. Her four guards still keeping their Akk Wolf blaster rifles at the ready. The Nexu sitting at its Mistress' side purred once more, its prehensile tail swaying back and forth slowly as it dropped down into another pouncing stance.

[member="Darth Praelior"]

 

[Balaya Praelior Zambrano]

[member="Baroness Magrath"]

Elara gave a nod hearing that, the weapon was a wonder mostly because of her masters ideas of what to do with it. As she watched her master retrieved the weapon and held it in her palm. Running it through her fingers as she ran fingers over it moving with the others. They were attacking and leaving the area preserved while taking what they could prisoner or dead... Elara sheathed the sword while she was handed it. Her master wanting her to test and weight and motion. Elara held it in one hand and felt the darkside within it while she touched the chamber she had added the crystal into. Wondering what could come from it while she took aim and her masters hands guided her aiming at one of the prisoners. Elara squeezed the trigger and his knee was the target as he screamed out in pain.

 

[Caulder Dune]

THE SURFACE OF SEV TOK

Large transports descended to certain areas on the planet. Sev Tok's military was mostly preoccupied elsewhere, but they still managed to take a few parting shots at some of the transports as they made to land. Several were lost. Again, the cost of attempting to rapidly do business. It was nothing that wouldn't be recouped from Janus' operations here. Once the transports were landed, they rapidly dis-engorged their cargo. Not soldiers, tanks, or any other instruments of war, but mining droids, equipment, and prefabricated structures. The automated crews wasted little time and immediately set about clearing land for the rapid development of strip mines.

They moved quickly and efficiently- coordinated by the powerful central computer system on board the orbiting Machinator.

 

[Vae]

Vae finished his business in the bank and turned to look at the war torn streets outside. Tilting his head as his emotionless eyes drank it in the young man gave an absent shrug and pulled the large pack off his back setting it down as he reached in and pulled a vibrosword from it attaching the sheathe to his belt carefully before he stood the pack once more on his back. Glancing at R7 he gestured simply stating the obvious to the droid that was his companion. "Time for us to leave. Lets head back to the star port and try to leave the planet." Turning Vae made his way to the doors slipping out of them and casually walking down the street towards the star port head phones pulled up around his ears as he glanced around occasionally. He could hear an odd noise over the music he was playing but shrugged it away turning down the street that lead to the star port to see a woman with an odd sword standing in the midst of a bunch of dead people wearing the army's colors. Looking the scene over with a casual eye he started to creep along the side of the street one hand resting on the hilt of his vibro sword. Hopping to avoid detection entirely his goal to get to his ship and leave. [member="Lady Exedō"]

 

[Sawa Ike]

The little girl felt it, the shifting of the wind as the woman stood at the eye of it and pushed the storm off her body sending it into the street between the buildings and snarled yelling her rage or lack there of. it was cold and dangerous while the little girl felt cold. Her body trying to stay at the ready, her hands shaking and shivering while they were trying to survive. This Sawa was dangerous and showing her power while she pushed the energy out to tear at the heart of the storm. The ones who were nearby coming to her hands as her fangs snapped into place latching onto their necks and tearing at the force energies within their bodies.

 

[Judas of Vahl]

Crack​

and​

Burn​

​

Oh yes it would. It was rather surprising to be fighting the enemy with such... absentmindedness. The natives of Sev Tok had not exactly been stalwart defenders of their own territory and their history in intersolar affairs was next to nothing. Hardly any information besides the basics of any planetary government could be gained on them and this entire invasion was probably the most impacting thing to happen to this dreary planet since its birth. However, Mordecai had to give the defenders respect; their sudden realization of what was happening combined with split-second decision making had turned this milk run into something of a challenge.

Worthy warriors were always in short supply and the Dragon Lord took pleasure in finding more honorable, valiant souls to face in personal combat. Wind snapped past his entire form as Rhaegos shifted beneath him, tilting his wings against the flourishing gusts of air in order to increase the altitude steeply. Mordecai kept a steel-tight grip upon his saddle and something akin to reins.

The Dragon Lord patted his black-scaled flank, "Look, a city." He leaned forward without regard to the forest floor thousands of meters below and jabbed at the cityscape jutting from an expanse of vegetation and mountains. The armored index finger was just within the sight of Rhaegos' sun-hued gaze and the dragon snorted something of an affirmation and changed directions.

"Don't worry, buddy, we'll find you something to eat." Mordecai grinned, rubbing an inspecting hand across his armor. "Don't choose the biggest, muscle-bound one this time. You had a hard enough time picking him out of your teeth. What respectable Sith Lord has to order man-sized toothpicks for his pet?"

Rhaegos quirked at that comment, throwing his body into a barrel roll with an agitated, and probably, embarrassed grunt. The Dragon Lord's widened eyes and gaping mouth only lasted for half a second before his steed righted himself with a wry grin.

"Easy, it's between us. Not like I'm telling any of your fine girlfriends."

The draco sighed out of his nose, embers sparking.

[member="Xhexania"], [member="Faye Terrik"], [member="Vrag"]

 

[Shinju]

[member="Vae"]

Shinju closed her eyes as the beams slowly dissipated, her energy released but she was still feeding. The smart and wonderful thing came from it all as the death and despair around her fed into her. Her reserves, that hole in her gut never really being filled while she felt another. someone trying to move but not feeding much emotion. He was feeding warmth as she pulled heat from everything around her leaving ice crystals in her wake but he wasn't feeling emotions while she searched for him. Not able to sense and find but taste the energy and that was an okay way to search you got a general direction and she held the saber as it was feeding into her with its screams.

 

[Yoru Shakou]

While she was sadden that she would need to part with the weapon, the Baroness made no overture or action that would produce such an action or that would bring reprisals against her. After all she had arrived for a completely different prize, and her eyes fell upon it. Her golden yellow hues moved over the exterior of the building that she had picked out before. It was still standing and for the most part relatively undamaged. There appeared to be only minor damage to the outer walls, though there could always be those scars that she couldn't see, the internal injuries that could cause problems. She was hoping for a building that would be easily repaired and readily moved into by her company. From its size though it was large enough for a minor production plant.

"This should do nicely in the days to come."

The Baroness spoke as she looked at the building. With a silent motion of her hand the Nexu rushed through the door, a loud screeching heard as it had apparently found something squishy to play with inside. Nodding her head slightly, the four Fenrir Guards moved in to aid in securing the building. They served at her pleasure and weren't willing to risk her ire as they moved methodically into the building. Turning her attention back to her compatriot, she stood silently before giving a gracious bow as a sigh of gratitude.

"Thank you for accompanying me. If I can get to the roof of the building I will be able to signal the location to my own personnel."

A small wicked smile grew on the Baroness lips. There was nothing like a property acquisition in which she didn't have to buy it out or deal with the original owner.

[member="Darth Praelior"]
[member="Darth Isolda"]

 

[Spark Finn]

On Board the Machinator

It just so happened one of [member="Darth Carach"]'s pebbles in the form of captured jedi padawan, Spark Finn, left with (but most likely without) her new One Sith master's permission to board a Lucrehulk-class battleship. The blond slicer and rewired technopath would probably feel the mental cringe or nudge from her master even as she explored her new, foreign surroundings in orbit. Then again, maybe not.

Maybe he would be proud????????????????************@#$$#$^#%@$#@$#

Orrrrrrrrrrrrrrr, maybe she would have to deal with the verbal and possibly physical outburst, later.

She couldn't ignore the will of the force as it brought her converse-clad feet toward the spot where a lone sith waited. She cleared her throat, loudly, hoping to avoid possible impalement by lightsaber from sneaking up on a possibly unsuspecting sith. She really hoped this guy was Darth Janus and not that balding man in the corner.

No offense against balds.

Her blond-haired head did not reach the top of the battle-droids as she stood there. But to the technopath, they were comforting. Through the force, she was nerding out already, going through their circuits and programming. "Excuse me, Darth Janus? I think I'm supposed to help you."

Luckily, neither party would remember or connect the pieces regarding the hacking of Tion a few months ago.

[member="Darth Janus"]

 

[Balaya Praelior Zambrano]

[member="Baroness Magrath"]

Elara looked at the woman speak while she held the gun and it dissipated energy off. The charging process making it quite a sight but it seemed the alchemical hardening had made the crystal and gun stronger for the attack. She held a grin on her face looking at her master while the soldiers moved. They were taking their places for an assault on what they could find while moving off towards the ships to clean up. Prisoners were being taken, equipment moved in and bodies handled by the droids. "Very good, now do not disappoint." Elara looked at her master as she was walking off and checked her equipment while she was going towards the side of her master with the others falling into step behind them.

 

[Vae]

Vae stops as he feels the heat leaving everything and glanced at the woman his emotionless eyes tracking her before he glanced at R7 and shrugged turning to walk towards the center of the street wondering what it was she would do now that he had revealed himself. Tall and lean standing around six foot tall with long silver hair that fell down to his shoulders on the back and sides his bangs half hiding his piercing emotionless blue eyes. His eyes slowly trained on the woman as her weapons screams intensified over powering the music he was listening to which led him to remove the headphones casually. His being flickered to those who could sense it in the force the ability there but laying dormant as if waiting for someone to awaken it. [member="Lady Exedō"]

 

[Yoru Shakou]

With that the Baroness gave another bow before pivoting on her foot and turning towards the door. Her nexu slipped out of the shadows, its fur coated in more blood that it had before. Her guards had pushed their way through a few of the offices on the ground floor. When the Baroness stepped in she nodded to one whom gave a quick report.

"No more hostiles. It should be safe to move up."

The Baroness gave a nod, her hand running along the blood tinged fur of the Nexu to give her permission and blessing. The beast grinned before it rushed up the stairs, tearing through the upper floor. With a soft sigh as if she were proud of a child's accomplishment, she brushed her blood soaked hand on the tunic of a dead soldier. After all she was a lady, and it was rather difficult to get blood out of a silk gown. Moving towards the stairs, three of the guards pushed forward, the fourth remaining with the Baroness as she ascended the steps one by one.

Here was where she was beginning to worry, her eyes moving about as she inspected the building. It was intact, even the load bearing beams were untouched, which was a plus. With a small nod she motioned to one of the guards. The man nodding back before he disappeared, pushing up onto the roof of the building.

"We shall begin."

The guard stood atop the building, pulling out a small beacon and activating it. As he sat it down on the roof, he stepped back and waited. Soon enough he was joined by the Baroness as she looked skyward. Two more old Lambda shuttles broke through the atmosphere. Each carried precious cargo, the needed equipment to begin setting up the new branch of Magrath Industries. When the two vessels completed their landing sequence the Baroness smiled. The first off the shuttle was a familiar acquaintance of hers, Colonel Benedict Buford Mathias III, the commander of her Fenrir Guard. With him were a handful of more soldiers to secure the building from any kind of a counter attack, as well as a handful of the workers from Magrath Industries that were quickly tasked with setting up the initial infrastructure that the minor production plant would require.

 

[Taeli Raaf]

As resistance crumbled underneath the single-minded onslaught that was Taeli, a moment of clarity hit her as the last defender in reach fell in three pieces from her flurry of attacks. All around her troopers and vehicles continued to advance, over the comlink she could hear various reports from around the battlefields.

"Lady Arcanix, the entire LZ and the surrounding region has been secured, resistance has been utterly broken," an officer wearing armor said promptly as he came up to her. "Your apprentice has continued her advance along our flank, but other than a few pockets of holdouts, this zone is now ours."

"Very good, Captain," Taeli said, shutting the blades of her saber off. "Continue operations, kill or capture any who resist and bring them back for processing."

Moving off with a salute, the captain went to carry out her instructions as she turned her attention back to her datapad to issue other orders and to check on the progress of the shipyard. In orbit, her workers had already put together several components of the new orbital yard, protected by several Elytra frigates and squadrons of Wrath starfighters. The first few construction zones were complete and two tractor beam arrays were already operational.

Everything was moving along excellently, and she issued orders to make sure nothing was amiss on the station as it was hurriedly built. The beauty of the Type III was that each individual component could be built off site and transported to the construction area to get the shipyard operational as quickly as possible. Sadly, it would be a permanent fixture of the system and wouldn't be able to jump to hyperspace or anything, but that was acceptable.

"Master, the designs and data have been sent back to our servers on Coruscant so we can begin figuring out ways to make the Titans," she said over the comlink as she switched to the Sector V private link. "The new shipyard is almost in place and I have smashed almost all resistance in my zone of operation."

[member="Sophie Gustav"] [member="Darth Praelior"]

 

[Caulder Dune]

[member="Spark Finn"]

The doors to the bridge whisked open, which made Janus turn around in mild alarm. He wasn't expecting anyone to show up on the bridge. None of the few organic personnel working on the Lucrehulk were supposed to be up here. And none of them were geeky looking young women who looked as though they had fallen out of touch with sunlight. Not that Janus had any room to talk about looking pale. She apparently knew who he was, but she didn't look like a Sith. She didn't have the distinct dark side presence of a Sith. She was tainted by the Light Side, and whatever power she commanded from the Force was small. It was like a gerbil. Or a toaster oven. He wanted to say it was a Jedi infiltrator (his usual luck would suggest as much), but she couldn't have been much more than a Padawan.

Unless, of course, it was all a clever ruse. Probably that White Current mumbo-jumbo at work before him.

Janus blinked once, most likely in disbelief, then narrowed his eyes.

"I don't know how you got on this ship, Jedi, but I do know how you're leaving." He said, just scornfully enough to suggest a one-way trip to the airlock.

The Umbaran shook his head, redirecting his gaze to the duo of TA1 Battle Droids standing vigil over the bridge. "Guards..." He began, but could likely be stopped.

 

[Balaya Praelior Zambrano]

[95 posts great job peoples]

[member="Darth Arcanix"]

Elara was moving next to her master as they walked to meet with the ones from Krayt who were taking in the information from the field testing. They would need to work it out, need to make it better but there was skill that would come from this. They had plan, her master had plans to see what might be happening while the group moved meeting her. Taeli was there and coming. "Apprentice you have done well." Balaya spoke mow while hr cloak was over her shoulders showing the armor and she had far more plans handing the datapad recording the information over. "We will need that handled carefully for now, there are not many titan's left."

 

[Shinju]

[member="Vae"]

Shinju looked at the man in the street, her saber still wailing as she deactivated it and walked her lips curling into a sinister smile. A smirk to show all of her teeth but emphasize her sharpened incisors that were going to tear and rend flesh when she got hungry. That wasn't the case right now as she spoke though. "And who are you boy." The question was there on her lips while Shinju was enjoying this feeling fromt he destruction well where it had happened. Not all of the sith were destroying most were setting their equipment up and at the ready as she stopped a few feet away. "Now how and what to do with you."

 

[Seras Goto]

The soldier was looking atr it now, the prinsoers being processed as the mechanical hiss came. Seras the commander had went to her pressurized chamber but was still able to overlook as he saw her within there. Pacing and watching the screens while more were being processed with a grin on her face. The sinister mark of darkness the one sith had for their members was on her chin and mouth then her throat. The others seemed to prefer their face or their arms, the garhoon enjoyed having it in the place not many would see it. "Is all in readiness captain?" her voice without the mask was different and there was almost the hint of who she was before while the explosion on Kalee. "Yes Lord Goto, the prisoners are being processed and offering no resistance."

 

[Sierra Momoa]

The fight was over, Sierra could see it now as she spoke. "Enough" the foretold was preforming perfectly but his armor was scarred and damaged, durasteel wouldn't be enough but there was more they could do, more that could go into crafting and creating them. She had a few ideas of the materials for it, why just leave them running around unarmored when these were meant to be destructive tanks able to tear into forces while troopers backed them up with sheer force or arms. Her wings clasped while she thought it out chuckling to herself and recording all the information on the fights, the performance for the Voice of sector five. They coudl have krayt make stronger armor now for these walking beasts. "Very good."

 

[Taeli Raaf]

[member="Darth Praelior"] [member="Sophie Gustav"]

"Of course Master, my technicians have made sure to analyze every component and render a holo schematic of the entire system," she said, nodding. "Even if the system is destroyed, we still have every measureable piece of data and the schematics to recreate these Titans."

Personally, she thought the name needed changing, but that would be up to her engineers and staff to give her options. Still, her other order of business, besides killing those that defied the Sith, was the rapidly nearing completion of the shipyard she had commissioned in orbit and she was happy to receive reports the final pieces were being moved into place and secured. Ships would soon begin being built here in the system, and from all accounts, the ground-quakes allowed rich ore deposits to be excavated with relative ease. It was a good thing her workers had gotten sue to ground-quakes while mining and building on Galantos.

"Sophie, finish crushing the holdouts in your area and bring the prisoners back to me," she said into her comlink. She had special plans for these prisoners as they would be joining the subjects from both Manaan and Sposia for her tests in creating her next project.