The Kyber That Is Not Kyber (open)

[Pal'ru Vadarn]

Palru would jump onto the freighters ramp and deflect blaster fire with her pink lightsaber. "You're welcome for causing almost the entire attack force to flee. I do have a demand for that." She'd yell to [member="Jerec Asyr"]. After a moment she dual wielded her lightsaber and blaster, just wrecking shit against any troops that still wanted to fight them.

 

[Rosa]

Larisa chewed her lip, listening to the chatter between the ships and the surface, calculating her move. The Maiden wasn’t much but she could handle more than she appeared, rust bucket or not, an Imperial Task Force though? Even if it was about to be a star destroyer down and even if she tag teamed with the Mandalorian ship the odds were not in her favour.

The Chulan tipped the scales a little more. She could reason with the Chulan, maybe, if she stepped careful enough. Not something she was entirely comfortable with.

“Alright, Bolt,” she said strapping in and kicking the engines to full power. “Keep your eyes on that hangar bay, if I was whoever had been sucked in their, I’d be looking to get out. Let’s come what we came here to get.” She brought the transport in fast and close to the decaying Star Destroyer, wincing as laser fire lit up her screen.

“Concentrate power on the forward shields.”

If she was right, then her quarry would slip out of the hangar bay ahead of her. If her timing was right they’d receive warning fire across their bow and she would open a channel with them. If she was wrong…

Well, they’d both be heading planetside a lot faster than anticipated.

And if it was a really bad day, then they’d all be dead too.


[member="Jerec Asyr"] [member="Styr Armod"] [member="Cole Merrill"]

 

[Pal'ru Vadarn]

Palru would see what she had been looking for. Kohlen crystals lying near some disabled droids and dead troops. She’d collect them with a swift pull of the Force, and smile at the rare materials now in her hand. “I’ll be taking these for my assistance here.” She’d Force Jump off the landing ramp of the freighter and break into a stride, leaping into her starfighter and quickly blasting off. This was no longer any of her concern.

 

[Ghrom the Molten]

Location: Aboard the Collector - Hanger with the crew of the Colichemarde
Objective: Loot and scoot

The battle had been fierce but fleeting, waves of Phirk clad super commandos supported by Directorate enforcers had broken upon the walls of their defense. His armor was shattered, broken and ruined, but his will was still whole. Removing his knife from the throat of his final victim the commando gasped and gurgled for air he held his wiggling body aloft.

"Shiny armor does not a warrior make, you must be swift for any competent soldier can be taught the chinks, the places were your armor fails you and your skill saves you."

As the commando took his last breath he threw him over his shoulder before placing him onto a hover cart usually used to transport ammo, fuel or supplies to waiting ships. He went back collecting up rifles, blasters, grenades, credits, whatever he was able to grab in the limited time they had. As great star destroyer began to be battered by its' own kin he knew his time was up.

"Jerec, thanks again for taking me on this expedition, it has been more profitable than I could imagine. I'll be grabbing my own ride so don't wait for me. If you got an opening then take it, i'll be sneaking out with the fleeing Imperials."

As he pushed the hover cart toward an unguarded shuttle he leaned over to to speak with the corpse of the armored super commando.

"Do not take my cool mood for an insult, I merely don't have time to strip you of your armor and give you a proper send off. Once we are clear of this I can at least offer you burial in the void. Till then I ask you to have patience."

As explosions and shrapnel flew around him he calmly walked to the shuttle and prepared it for lift off.

List of spoils

• One Directorate shuttle
• One complete set of Phirk Super Commando Armor
• One Super commando Cortosis blade
• Dozens Rifles, Blasters, and Pistols
• A modest sum of Directorate credits

 

[Ivan Stadd]

Location : Enforcer (Donnager-Class Star Destroyer)
Mission : To prevent enemy forces from escaping

As the Collector began succumbing to the fire of the Directorate Fleet , a starfighter and a shuttle escaped from it’s Ventral Hangar and while the Prospectors could enjoy their little victory , the Directorate would eventually come for them especially after what they had done here. “Captain have 2 Tie Phantom Squadrons destroy that fighter and shuttle. Given that the Collector has been already evacuated i believe these are the ships of the prospectors. We will force these Prospectors to the ground where Lieutenant Leopold will deal with them accordingly.” the Captain simply replied “Yes sir” and 14 Tie Phantoms were deployed with 7 Fighters attacking the Shuttle of ? and the rest targeting the Starfighter of ?

James Cerensp had been sent to Pijal to take command of the Directorate Task Force after Nassian’s Failure and locate the prospectors that had managed to escape the grasp of the Directorate. The Loss of a Single Star Destroyer would be the first major loss for the Directorate and soon news would reach the Core Worlds about the Skirmish at Pijal. In order to reverse such losses it was Cerensp’s job to capture those who had defied the Directorate and punish them for interference in the affairs of the Directorate.

Following his conversation Nassian Sanorge was humiliated. Not only that he was bested by a Jedi and a bunch of prospectors , but for his failure he had lost command of the First Task Force he had ever commanded and he knew he would not command another Task Force for a long time. As he arrived on his shuttle and left the Eavesdropper to join the Enforcer , Nassian Sanorge reflected on his failures primarily due to the intervention of the Jedi and began evaluating a plan for revenge as he showed pure hatred for the Jedi after such humiliation.

As Sanorge’s Shuttle landed and Nassian Sanorge along with the Captain of the Collector and Commander Winston who was to command a larger invasion force on Pijal , exited the Shuttle as they were escorted towards the Bridge of the Enforcer where James Cerensp. “Welcome Gentlemen” Cerensp started “We have a lot of things to discuss about”

Tag : [member="Pal'ru Vadarn"] | [member="Styr Armod"] | [member="Larisa Young"] | [member="Jerec Asyr"]