Skirmish The Price of the Alliance | EE & MU

[Ivixa Nera'kas]

Location: Hangar Bay, Karavin Shipyards
Objective: Assist the EE
Allies: EE (@Ingrid L’lerim Zachariel Steelblood )
Enemies: MU ( R Reyn Australis Loreena Arenais-Valhoun Kreslin Westwind )

With the transmission of the codes, the positions of her allies flickered to life in Ivixa’s HUD, the battle net feeding her sensor readings, movements, and other relevant data as the blue-skinned sniper took in the flow of new information. All the while, she loaded a magazine of fin-stabilized armor-piercing rounds into her rifle and pushed the bolt handle forward. The booming whip-snap of hostile sniper fire within the hangar bay did not go unnoticed to her senses, but for the time being, Ivixa refrained from using active sensors to detect their position so that she did not expose her position. Nevertheless, her armor’s data-brain governed passive reception array was able to make a good estimate on the locations of the two enemy snipers.

"Moving to engage enemy snipers." The diminutive Huntress said, just before activating her cloaking device and moving behind the edge of a bulkhead at the right side of the hangar bay. Once she was safely behind it, she deactivated her cloaking device and peeked out of cover, exposing only the area above her chest, and her upper arms, and her rifle as she quickly drew a bead on the location of the closest enemy sniper. Taking aim at her target's head, Ivixa held her breath and fingered the trigger. At a little less than fifty meters away, it would be an easy shot, necessitating only a negligible degree of compensation for external factors. However, the close-quarters of the hangar bay necessitated that she make it quick, which Ivixa had taken extra care in doing before finally squeezing the trigger.

In the next instant, a single armor-piercing projectile shot from her rifle at hypersonic velocity, tearing through the air on a course towards what Ivixa hoped would be her target’s skull. All the while, there was only a soft, nigh-inaudible hiss at the point of discharge, due to her armor’s integrated silencing system which quelled the sound of the rifle’s firing via a brief, yet high-capacity sonic damper field. According, Ivixa quickly threw herself back behind the relative safety of the bulkhead's cover after shooting, activating her cloaking device as she did.

Spoiler: Gear and Equipment

• Ivixa's Phase I "Glitter Ghost" Stealth Armor
  • Left Gauntlet Hardpoint
    • LPD-40 IceJet Miniaturized CryoBan Projector
    • Second Fleet Tactical Lash
  • Right Gauntlet Hardpoint
    • LPD-40 IceJet Miniaturized CryoBan Projector
  • Energy Shield
    • Phase III “Force Avenger” Energy Shield
• Small Arms
  • Phase I “Clairvoyant” Anti-Materiel Rifle
    • APFSDS Rounds (Neuranium Core)
    • Antimatter Rounds
  • HG-88 ‘Big Iron’ Hand Cannon
• Melee
  • Whimsy Knife (2)
• Grenades
  • Impact Grenade (2)

 

[Kalic Daws]

Tag: Rath Nihro Loreena Arenais-Valhoun R Reyn Australis Kreslin Westwind @Inid L'lerim
Equipment: T-21 light repeater

Kalic managed to get a couple of shots off before a shot came close. Sparks flew but they didn’t effect his vision. He slipped back behind the crates, taking a breath. He’d pop out again and try to take a few more shots before he felt something slice his cheek, and cut through his eye wrap. Kalic stumbled back, his eyeless features now out for all to see. The sight would probably be unsettling to look at, highlighting why Miraluka wore their eye coverings in the first place.

Kalic looked around. Where’d that Gundark go? He looked around, but he caught a hint of the Force. He looked back. Poodoo! Where was he?

Meanwhile, Jee quickly began to tap into a computer socket, whistling out over comms to the other Rebels there. (“Guys guys guys! I don’t know how long I have but I’m in the computer. I can help!”)

 

[Zachariel Steelblood]

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Location- Station, Hanger
Tags- | Ingrid L'lerim | R Reyn Australis | Loreena Arenais-Valhoun | Kreslin Westwind | Ivixa Nera'kas |
Equipment- Sword, Assault Canon, Heavy Slug Thrower Pistol, jetpack, assortment of grenades

Laughing his delight at this battle, Zachariel cut numerous of the lighter Mando'ade down. They were all like lamb to the slaughter, and Zachariel enjoyed every second of it. As it was, Zachariel noted a handful of warriors moving to escape the hanger, traveling further in. Turning to aim his canon at them, Zachariel was interrupted from firing by a challenge.

Turning his head, Zachariel laughed at the Mandalorian that came charging towards him. The challenge given was easily ignored, for Zachariel had little concern with things such as 'honor' and 'chivalry.' As such, he merely turned the assault canon towards Kreslin and opened fire, sending solid slugs down range. He called out then, voice quite clearly amused by the antics of Kreslin.
"Shouldn't I be the one telling you that, little adiik."

Zacahriel threw the Mando word for child in as a calculated insult. It was supposed to be demeaning, but it was also accurate. Compared to Zachariel, who had lived well over a millenia, Kreslin was but a child. Regardless, the sadistic grin on Zachariel's face was evident even through the helmet he wore. This would be entertaining. And then a giant machine appeared, easily twice as tall as Zachariel. Calling out once more to Kreslin, regardless of the distance, Zachariel laughed.
"Nevermind child, I'll be facing that machine there, not some little Mandalorian."

Sneering, Zachariel kept up the fire until Kreslin was too close, then swung his sword to push Kreslin away. At the same time, he began to take steps towards the monster of a machine, not quite ignoring Kreslin, but clearly not focused on him.

 

[Aloy Vizsla]

Spoiler: Drums of War:

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Tag: River Kryze \\ Ingrid L'lerim (Open Interaction)​

Engaging: Ultranauts\Infinites​

Equipment: In Bio.​

Strike hard. Strike fast. This is what Mandalorians were bred for, And this is exactly what she planned to do. Aloy had been the lone wolf for far too long, And now- Now she hunts with the pack. Her alpha, Her love, Darsch Vizsla, "The Blue Demon of Krieg" Had pulled this Ghost from across the veil and breathed life into her husk-like existence. And for that, She owed her Everything. She would Fight for this woman. Die for this woman if need be. But for the first time in her life, She knew that given the chance, She would Live for her. And so, That is what she was doing. Living for her Alor and for her new clan. Today is a good day for someone else to die.

The Loyalists of House Vizsla, Aloy and the 30 Deathtroopers of Krieg with her, Waited silently within the Red Fist, Waiting until the chaos had moved away from the boarding ramps before they descended invisibly, Cloaked by Aloy's stealth suit and their own.

Quietly, They drifted to the right and left flanks of their Allies, Carefully ascending the ladders up to platforms and catwalks that ran along the hanger bay, Traditionally used to guide pilots into their craft, Now used to silently ferry the Deathtroopers and Aloy to their firing positions.

Carefully they had been split up on either side of the hangerbay, 20 Deathtroopers on the left flank, 10 following aloy across the right, And both teams positioned on either side of the clustered Imperials pushing into the hangerbay below them.

The team had eachother highlighter on their HUDs, Appearing as highlighted silhouettes, As Ghosts in blue on each other's visors, Allowing the team across from Aloy to see her while she scanned for targets, Peeking around a durasteel crate while loading her Disruptor staff, And then raising her hand, Clenching it in an ironclad fist.

It was time.

Suddenly, The entire warparty of Deathtroopers all de-cloak beside and across from Aloy, Raising their Blaster Repeaters and leveling them on the Imperial forces below.

<"Engage."> She says, Her tone determined and her voice disguised by the speech scrambler so that only her men could understand her via comms. And within that very second, A hail of blue and red blaster fire shot down on the Imperial forces below them, Cutting down Ultranauts from both sides as they rushed past.

One of the Infinites suddenly has a hole ripped right through it, The loud Screeching beam easily traced back to it's source as Aloy suddenly ducks back behind the crate, Loading another power cell into her exotic weapon.

They couldn't strike at the sith, Not yet, But they would strike at any who dared support their foul war effort, Their genocide. The Eternal empire would pay the iron price today.

They would pay;

The Price of alliance.

 

[River Kryze]

// LOCATION // Space
// OBJECTIVE // Excellent Question
// ALLIES // Aloy Vizsla
// ENEMIES // Everywhere
//EQUIPMENT// In Bio, A'den Star Fighter.

River had grown up flying small craft and freighters for most of her adult life, so the cockpit was almost second nature to her. In all her years however, she never had done flight maneuvers while in combat armor, and Mandalorian armor no less. It was a bit of a struggle if she was being honest, and not for the reason one would think. It was the damn wrist controls of all things giving her trouble. Every time she had pulled back on the yoke to reposition herself, the damn carbonite launcher would get the great idea to douse her instruments; not only setting her off, but keeping her from making critical evasion maneuvers.

While the idea of dog fighting around a station was all well and good, River was finding herself struggling more with her suit than evading enemy fire, and it was starting to cost her. Two shots to the back engine caused the flight computer to start sputtering alarms at her, but the residue of the carbonite had fogged up the screen. She brushed obstruction away, getting a glance at the screen, and muttering profanities at the faulty weapon release system she had made. The read out wasn't good, and the sputtering fire coming from her aft engines indicated it was time to cut her losses.

Moving to escape the oncoming fire of the station, River had made a fatal error; she thought it was over. Reaching with her right arm to readjust the shielding of her craft, the wrist mounted flame thrower deployed. Though the situation might have seemed comical to anyone viewing on the outside, while inside the cockpit the situation was no laughing matter. The control panal exploded, filling the cockpit with smoke, as River struggled to disengage the weapon, her ship falling under another wave of fire from the station defenses. The alarms going off in her ship were nearly deafening, as a panic began to set into the woman, trying to look through the smoke for a ticket out of here. "This is Kryze, rear stabilizer is shot, have to eject." She sputtered, her hand reaching for the ejection switch. She felt something 'click' against her finger, and the sensation of being torn out of her ship, her head snapping against the head rest as fires of the cockpit were snuffed out. She heard one last 'whoosh' as she was tossed into the open, catching a glimpse of her smoldering wreck of a fighter hurtle beneath her. Several shots from the station moved underneath her, seeking out and striking her unmanned craft, as it blossomed into a fireball as it neared the edge of her vision. For a time, she was left in silence, her only companion being the thudding of her heart, and the anxieties that were currently plaguing her mind. What was she thinking? What was she even thinking with this stupid plan? A sudden realization struck her as she drifted, bringing her back into the realm of the living.

If she had only waited a few more moments, if she hadn't panicked, she could have been with her family again.

But she wasn't ready to let go, not yet.

Taking a moment to steady herself, River collected herself, mind trying to figure out on where to go from here. Her way out was no longer feasible, and she was in enemy territory. At times like this, adaptation was a must. As she considered her options, she found herself rapidly approaching the station, her ejection course seemingly putting her on a collusion course. Perfect. She found the near by hanger bay to be her best possible escape route, and prepared herself for probably the second most risky flight she would embark on today. As she unfastening her safety harness, River ensured her voice modulator was still working, and pushed herself into the void. To her relief, her jetpack fired up as she went to ignite it, propelling her away from the ejection seat, and towards the hanger bay, her heart thundering in her ears the whole time.

As she neared the shielding of the bay, she cut back on the jet pack, attempted to correct herself for when the artificial gravity caught her, and retrieved the blaster pistol still strapped to her side. Breaching the shield, she felt herself being pulled toward the ground, as she throttled on her pack, the sudden shift in physics throwing her off, as she made a rather clumsy landing; though she ended up on her feet none the less.

To River's luck, very few would notice her entrance, as it seemed the hanger bay was in the middle of a fire fight. Having hardly any time to take in the situation, she ran, blaster fire sailed towards her, striking near her feet, as the Corellian woman slide behind a large durasteel crate.

This just wasn't her day. Taking a moment to breath, she cycled to her heat vision, taking in the count of the opponents in the room from cover, and deducing where to go from here. Mandalorians would have weak to near invisible signs if this was the infiltration team, which made it much easier to figure out who the targets were. Peeking out from cover, River began to fire at her assumed opponents, with her own....unique style of shooting. "Pew, pew pew." It helped her stay calm.

 

[Loreena Arenais-Valhoun]

Lori's charges weren't set to detonate right away. They were all set to a timer with a predetermined time that she had programmed in during her flight over. Unless of course they were struck by blasterfire. Only then would they prematurely explode.

The soldiers moved past her in the alcove, having not seen her before she took cover. That was a relief.

Yet just as Lori was stepping out, she felt herself being grabbed by something unseen and flew threw the air. She yelped in surprise, having never experienced something like it before. Her struggles were useless and shortlived before she struck the wall hard. Fortunately her armour absorbed most of the impact.

The voice of Ingrid L'lerim was heard inside her head. Lori knew exactly who it was. But why the Empress Regent was there at that point in time, she didn't know. It was very, very unfortunate, both for Lori and the mission altogether.

She landed in a crouch and heard the brother of R Reyn Australis through her comms. Lori hadn't met them before and barely even heard of them, yet she wasn't going to turn down aid. Kreslin Westwind was already doing what he could to protect the mission. Reyn was...well she lost track of him. Lori pulled out her commlink at answer back; "Understood!" Pocketing her commlink once more, Lori took out another charge and stepped further down the corridor. As the brothers joined up with her, she took the left at the fork again and began to secure a couple of charges this time, up as high as she could reach.

 

[Kreslin Westwind]

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Post: Four
Tags: Something Something

Kreslin fell into a combat roll as Zachariel Steelblood opened fire on him. His roll took him behind a set of crates near his original charging path, but a serious of explosions from the other side of the crate told him it would not hold long. With a grunt, he leapt to his feet and kicked upwards with his backfoot. The top crate went flying up and away from the small stack, and Kreslin used the brief distraction to rush towards the next field of cover. He continued this pattern as he slowly approached Zachariel, though he soon lost interest in the prospect.

When he got close to the warrior, he only gave his strike a half hearted blow before withdrawing away, quickly ducking behind a wall. "Rude of the big bastard, isn't it...?" Kreslin shook his head as he moved back away from the duel between giants. He caught a brief glimpse of Loreena departing in the distance with two of the Australis, and he figured that was as good a place as any to go.

Several quick sprinting strides took him across the hangar towards where they were. He gave the brothers a brief nod before sheathing the knife in his hand, drawing his pistol once again. Glancing at Loreena, Kreslin shrugged briefly before glancing down the corridor in the distance, trying to remember the brief and fractured schematic that the Union had been provided of the station. "These Eternal Imperials...they do not seem to have the best manners, do they. Are you alright?"

The last words were spoken as Kreslin crouched down next to Loreena, his eyes narrowed beneath his helmet. She seemed distressed, and while he had not seen the whole episode she had just experienced, he could tell something was wrong. "Is there something you would like to warn me off?"



Loreena Arenais-Valhoun R Reyn Australis

 

[Rath Nihro]

Tags: Kalic Daws
Equipment: Aegis of the Snow, KC-95 Ace of Spades, Vibrodagger

Two shots, that was all Rath knew was in his blaster pistol. It was the major drawback for such a high powered blaster, but now it became noted that he’d best choose his next shot with care. He took this moment to retract the phrik wire attached to his grappling hook. The vibrodagger clattered against the floor with a metallic sound beyond the Miraluka. As it was out of Rath’s range to manipulate, it was also the fact that Rath put it there for a possible sneak attack in the future. Frankly Rath hoped to quell this situation without resulting in such a tactic, but it was basically an insurance of sorts in case things went south.

With a mechanical click, the hook was back in its socket. Rath took a deep breath as he allowed his mind to reach out into the Force. It was like a chaotic whirlpool of energy that threatened to sweep him away, but Rath resisted the pull. It was one thing to feel the energy that flowed through all life, but it was also a matter of control to not be consumed by it. Granted it certainly was harder than it sounded, but Rath didn't see any other option. Rath seized the chaotic energy and stockpiled the Force into his body. With an acrobatic jump over the right wing, Rath came to the ground as he unleashed the energy into a seismic shockwave. The kind of shockwave that violently shook the crates as the wave of energy surged towards the Miraluka. Not only would it sought collide with him to knock the pilot down, but it would also seek to disrupt the barricade.

Rath felt his own body had gained weight, or basically something heavy weighed down on his shoulders. He knew it meant that Rath wouldn't be able to use the Force for some time, so he needed to make this stunt count. Rath dashed in a zigzag pattern in case the Miraluka recovered enough to fire back. Not that it guaranteed his attempt of evasion, but it was harder to shoot at a moving target. Either way, Rath will take an opportunity to shoot a bolt at the T-21 itself. Perhaps not so much as damage it, but Rath hoped the shot would disarm the Miraluka. Whether or not he's successful, Rath will take his last shot at the Miraluka's left shoulder.

 

[Ivixa Nera'kas]

Location: Hangar Bay, Karavin Shipyards
Objective: Assist the EE
Allies: EE ( Ingrid L'lerim Zachariel Steelblood )
Enemies: MU ( R Reyn Australis Loreena Arenais-Valhoun Kreslin Westwind Aloy Vizsla River Kryze )

Ivixa gave a disappointed groan at seeing her intended target throw himself behind cover just in time to evade her shot. While the bullet wasn’t wasted, having ripped through the torso of an unfortunate militia soldier standing behind the enemy sniper, it was still a frustrating outcome. At this distance, Ivixa rarely missed, but it would be a fatal mistake for her to dwell on the relative failure of her shot at that moment. The firefight was raging all around her and her allies were under extreme duress, with many trapped behind cover by a seemingly never ending stream of suppressing fire. However, even in the chaos of the battle, Ivixa could still make out distinct sounds with her large ears, especially the clanging metallic footsteps of massive war droids.

The diminutive sniper heard the mechanical monstrosity long before she saw it. As such, by the time the droid had entered the hangar bay, Ivixa had moved from her location behind the bulkhead, considering the position to be compromised since her presence had ostensibly been immediately detected by the enemy, given their swift dives behind the relative safety of cover.

And so, Ivixa looked back with a mixture of awe and relief as the war droid rained down a barrage of heavy firepower on her previous position, thoroughly eradicating the bulkhead which had served as her cover only moments before, finishing it off with a concussion missile that sent a powerful shock wave throughout the hangar bay. In the face of the blast, Ivixa was thrown off her feet as she raced away from the scene, her vision going blurry as she struggled to regain her balance. The taste of blood on her lips told her all she needed to know, but her HUD flashed a number of alerts, indicating that she had sustained a concussion.

Nevertheless, even through the haze of her blurred vision, she could see Ultranauts falling in droves to blaster fire raining down from above. Many sought to return fire, but were quickly cut down as they were pinned in a crossfire coming from catwalks running along both sides of the hangar bay. With a determined grunt, Ivixa picked herself back up and stumbled her way towards the right side of the hangar bay, her cloak and sound dampening system shielding her from detection as she moved. She slipped inside a room that led into a staircase and deactivated her cloaking device once the doors slid shut. Then, she placed her rifle on her back, after activating the gravitational field disruptor so that its weight didn’t impede her movements.

From there, Ivixa readied her hand cannon, took a bated breath, and began to silently ascend the stairs leading up to the catwalk...

Spoiler: Gear and Equipment

• Ivixa's Phase I "Glitter Ghost" Stealth Armor
  • Left Gauntlet Hardpoint
    • LPD-40 IceJet Miniaturized CryoBan Projector
    • Second Fleet Tactical Lash
  • Right Gauntlet Hardpoint
    • LPD-40 IceJet Miniaturized CryoBan Projector
  • Energy Shield
    • Phase III “Force Avenger” Energy Shield
• Small Arms
  • Phase I “Clairvoyant” Anti-Materiel Rifle
    • APFSDS Rounds (Neuranium Core)
    • Antimatter Rounds
  • HG-88 ‘Big Iron’ Hand Cannon
• Melee
  • Whimsy Knife (2)
• Grenades
  • Impact Grenade (2)

 

[Ingrid L'lerim]

Lady Ingrid L’lerim-Ragal
Empress Regent of the Eternal Empire, Overlord of the Eternal Empire, the Emperor's hand
The Red Witch; Director of Blackwatch; Baroness of Vengard, Head of the House L’lerim, CEO of the HPI Consortium​

Location: Karavin Concern’s shipyard, Kalidan’s orbit
Equipment: 2x Sigra vibroblade | 2x Striith vibrosword | 2x red blade lightsaber shoto | Heilagr MK. I Assassin Armour | Shield talisman | G1 OmniLink | BCR-X10 Sniper Rifle | Empyrean gland | Taozin amulet
Opponent: R Reyn Australis
Tags: Zachariel Steelblood | Kreslin Westwind | Kalic Daws | Rath Nihro | Ivixa Nera'kas | Loreena Arenais-Valhoun | Aloy Vizsla | River Kryze

Background music:
Sabaton – The Price of a Mile​

Lori simply disappeared after reaching the ground, Ingrid was unaware that the girl would have had such abilities. There were no records of this, and the other was already in the hallway beyond the locked door. She had just closed this to make the explosion outside, and she was still standing right in front of it, maybe two meters away. Of course she knew that trick, with teleportation. On the remaining two doors of the hangar, which were further away, more soldiers and droids arrived.

It was a military shipyard in a militaristic state around its capital. If the Mandos thought it would be easy to achieve anything, they were wrong. Because she felt through the Force that reinforcements had arrived here as well, she didn’t go after Loreena Arenais-Valhoun and then her people would take care of her. If not, she will get deep inside the shipyard, from where she will no longer leave alive. For Ingrid, either solution was perfect at the moment. So she turned her gaze back to R Reyn Australis .

Ingrid's point of view about the fight may have been pretty strange to someone who didn't know her. She insisted along the way she started the fight. If she went in as an assassin, she used dirty tricks in turn, but if she went as a soldier, she played by its rules. And now she was starting the fight as a soldier. That's why she hasn't attacked the Mandalorian on the ground yet. The red-haired woman used her sword to show the boy to stand up.

”Get up from the ground, let me not have to attack you until you have done so. It would be pretty unworthy for both of us.” she said in Mandalorian.

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After Lori somehow got through Ingrid, who was standing in front of the door and was able to go out the door locked by the Overlord. There, however, after the first turn, she encountered another dozen Ultranauts and an E-web. Another group of reinforcement.

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[Loreena Arenais-Valhoun]

"Bad manners? Well we are kinda trespassing here and....vandalizing." She gave Kreslin Westwind a bit of a smirk, yet her eyes told a different story, relaying the worry that she had felt.

But there was something to be said about people in extraordinary circumstances. Sometimes extraordinary abilities reveal themselves. And that was what had gotten her out of the hanger in the first place. Teleportation. It was a unique and difficult Force ability to master, yet the need to survive brought it about by instinct. And she had brought Kreslin with her.

Did she have something to tell him? Oh yes she did. Plenty of things. Time of course wouldn't allow for it, however. "I messed up! With the Empress Regent here, we're outnumbered and outgunned!" Her naivity and childlike innocence when it came to military strategies was suddenly realized with her. Lori wasn't giving up the mission. She just had to change her tactics.

"Come on. This way!" She hurried down the corridor, turning to the right before coming to a sudden halt. A slew of Ultranauts and an E-web waited for them. "Shades!!" Lori pulled back around the corner, fumbling with one of the charges as she reset the time. Then she threw it in the direction of the Ultranauts before running back the way that they came.

3...

2...

1...

BOOM!!

The corridor shook from the explosion. Another turn and Lori skidded to a halt once more. The hanger door was closed! She ran to it anyways and started 'knocking' on it with her fists, shouting rapidly. "LET IS IN!! LET US IN!!" Hopefully Kreslin had the tools to break the lock, because Lori didn't.

Ingrid L'lerim R Reyn Australis

Spoiler

Hopefully that helps to fix things so that a bunch of posts don't need to be re-written

 

[Zachariel Steelblood]

Location- Station, Hanger
Tags- | Ingrid L'lerim | R Reyn Australis | Loreena Arenais-Valhoun | Kreslin Westwind | Ivixa Nera'kas |
Equipment- Sword, Assault Canon, Heavy Slug Thrower Pistol, jetpack, assortment of grenades

With Kreslin out of the way, Zachariel advanced towards Kate, the giant mech. He had a massive grin on his face, assault canon already blasting constant fire at it. Then he began to run, dodging the pair of attacks coming at him. When he was close enough, he raised his sword to hit the mech, only to be hit in turn. With a swing of its arm, Kate sent Zachariel flying, so unprepared for this attack was he.

Flying through the air, Zachariel slammed into the door of the hanger to the corridors. Growling as the assault canon clattered to the floor, Zachariel wrenched himself free of the door with a resounding screech of metal on metal. In doing so, he left both a Zachariel sized indent on the door, along with a rip on the lower part of the door. Said rip was just big enough for a smaller person to fit through, not that Zachariel noticed or cared.

Standing tall once more, Zachariel picked his assault canon up, holstering it to his back once more. Sneering at the war droid, Zachariel noticed he was standing by Ingrid once again, while also facing off against Kreslin. Snarling, Zachariel spoke once more, unholstering his heavy pistol as he did so.
"Hello Ingrid, beautiful little fight you've got here. I can't wait till the blood flows and I can capture a Mando or two." Moving his head in the motion of cracking his head, Zachariel took a step towards Kreslin. "So Mando, you gonna run away again, or try and stop me this time before I go and break that robot?"

 

[Aloy Vizsla]

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Tag: River Kryze (Friend) \\ Ivixa Nera'kas (Foe)​

Engaging: Ultranauts\Infinites​

Equipment: In Bio​

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Forces: 26 DTOK. (Armor link cause it broke)​

The tides of battle had turned in their favor with this maneuver, Allowing the Union and Rebel forces to push up further while Imperial infantry were either cut down or suppressed below. "You're doing good Aloy, Just keep it up and show Kreslin that he was right to give you command" She thought to herself as she watched her men gun down Ultranauts below her.
The imperials below did their duty and returned fire of course, Their blaster and slug fire either bouncing harmlessly or imbedding themselves into the armour worn by the Deathtroopers. It wasn't until one of the Ultranauts below took out a rocket launcher that four of the elite Deathtroopers of Krieg perished in an explosion that saw part of the left catwalk collapse.

And then just like, The rocket launching Imperial was suddenly disintegrated for his efforts when struck by the screeching golden beam that originated from Aloy's disruptor staff, Wafting smoke from the barrel for a moment before she ducks back into cover.

It was then that she heard a certain rocketeer land nearby, Making a funny "pew pew" sound within his helm. Curious.

<"Ah, Omar! Came to keep me company huh?"> She laughs as she loads another round into her disruptor.

<"It sounded rough on the comms, Hope you're doing alright. I've a corpsman in this squad if you need some bacta.">

Meanwhile they all seemed oblivious to the agent of chaos approaching from the stairwell, As the majority were too busy suppressing the enemy below to properly pull rear security right now, Save for Aloy, Though she was preoccupied in loading her disruptor.

 

[River Kryze]

// LOCATION // Space Station
// OBJECTIVE // Excellent Question
// ALLIES // Aloy Vizsla
// ENEMIES // Ivixa Nera'kas
//EQUIPMENT// In Bio.

Explosions caused River to duck back into cover, as she checked the energy levels on her blaster. To her great embarrassment, she found Aloy was sharing in the cover with her, and potentially heard her 'pewing'. It was a good thing she had this bucket on her head, as River's face was red as a tomato. As the Vizla Mando made her announcement, River was relieved that her cover was still intact. "I've had worse, thought your guys were getting their asses handed to them, so figured I'd stop by." Finding her energy levels to be appropriate, she popped out of cover once again, firing off a shot that tagged an Imperial guard right in the head; adding her 'pew' as she did so. A thrill of excitement pulsed through her at the kill, feeling that she might not be the worst at this whole Mandalorian sort of thing. "Save the Corpsman for yourself dear. Emergency landings really get my blood pumping." Well, she wasn't wrong, nothing like a near fiery death to get the heart pumping for the start of the day. Rising out of cover, River had thought she found a nice reposition just a little over yonder, and with the current fire fight breaking out, she had thought this would be the perfect time to make a break for it, so she went for it.

Unfortunately, things were not so simple. As River was withdrawing back into cover, a blaster shot from an Imperial struck her in the upper breast plate, knocking the wind out of her and sending her hurtling back against a bulk head, her head smacking against the plating, as the heat washed over her. Her breast plate smoldered, her head dizzy from the impact and force exerted upon her, and a small part of her rethinking that she knew what she was doing. She had bitten through her tongue from the impact, as the pain and taste of blood flooded her mouth, causing her to wince and groan as she tried to right herself. This was just the worst; hopefully Aloy didn't see any of that. With the fire fight still unfolding, River rose to her feet, nearly collapsing back into the original cover as she tried to get a bearing of the situation.

 

[Ivixa Nera'kas]

Location: Hangar Bay, Karavin Shipyards
Objective: Assist the EE
Allies: EE ( Ingrid L'lerim Zachariel Steelblood )
Enemies: MU ( R Reyn Australis Loreena Arenais-Valhoun Kreslin Westwind Aloy Vizsla (Engaging) River Kryze (In Proximity))

Her cloak flicked to life once more, concealing Ivixa’s tiny armored form in an aegis of invisibility as she rounded the corner to come up the flight of stairs directly behind the group of Mandalorians on the left catwalk. Ivixa ducked as part of the left catwalk collapsed in a powerful blast, taking four of the Mandalorians with it. That would make her job easier, but the risk of being struck by friendly fire was still extant, especially if she failed to make this quick.

With a bated breath, Ivixa stalked up the steps, her armor’s integrated sound dampening stealth unit dissipating the sounds of her footsteps, which would have otherwise revealed her presence to the enemy.

Only a moment later, Ivixa came to a stop at the last step beneath the catwalk. Her hand cannon was held at the ready, though with the cloak active, she couldn’t actually see it. However, a quick mental command altered the settings of her cloak so that her HUD and its targeting interface was visible, but nothing else, allowing her to more precisely aim the weapon than otherwise. From there, Ivixa took aim at a Mandalorian’s back ( Aloy Vizsla ) and then squeezed the trigger a single time, firing a single armor-piercing projectile from seven meters away, the sound of which was suppressed by her armor’s integrated anti-sonic silencer. Almost simultaneously, her cloak deactivated, but the recoil of the massive weapon meant that a follow-up shot would be difficult, if not impractical. Instead, utilizing the CryoBan projector on her right gauntlet, Ivixa quickly followed up with a single burst of CryoBan, aimed to strike at her target’s center mass from roughly the same distance, seeking to finish them off before hopefully, turning her focus on another Mandalorian.

Spoiler: Gear and Equipment

• Ivixa's Phase I "Glitter Ghost" Stealth Armor
  • Left Gauntlet Hardpoint
    • LPD-40 IceJet Miniaturized CryoBan Projector
    • Second Fleet Tactical Lash
  • Right Gauntlet Hardpoint
    • LPD-40 IceJet Miniaturized CryoBan Projector
  • Energy Shield
    • Phase III “Force Avenger” Energy Shield
• Small Arms
  • Phase I “Clairvoyant” Anti-Materiel Rifle
    • APFSDS Rounds (Neuranium Core)
    • Antimatter Rounds
  • HG-88 ‘Big Iron’ Hand Cannon
• Melee
  • Whimsy Knife (2)
• Grenades
  • Impact Grenade (2)

 

[Aloy Vizsla]

N E W - O B J E C T I V E :
S U R V I V E​

Tag: River Kryze | Ivixa Nera'kas ​

<"Haha! Copy that, Kryze. Just make sure you crash a few with you next time-"> Before she can finish, A silenced slug whistles through the air on drag alone, Slamming into her backplate with just enough force to pierce the Beskar and lodge itself into her Impact vest beneath.
Her back arches as the majority of her breath leaves her lungs and she is flung forward just like last time on Mandalore. Thinking quickly, Her neural implant activates her repulsor pack, Sending her blasting upwards in a single gust of blue.

Suddenly, She hears a horrific crunching wheezing sound from behind and before she knew what was happening, It was too late. the unarmoured and unprotected back of her entire right leg had been sprayed with CryoBan, The volatile substance freezing over faster than the mandalorian could process what had happened.

<"Aaaaaaagggh!">​

She releases a blood curdling scream as a sharp jolt of pain courses through her leg suddenly before disappearing as fast as it came, The entire leg shattering like a shoutout window, Sending hundreds of shards cascading down below her in an instant.
Now in shock, She spins out of control and dives headfirst into a durasteel strut along the wall a short distance away from River, Landing with an audible >T h w a c k< before collapsing, Her right leg almost entirely gone from the thigh down, And the remaining ice preventing the majority of bleeding thankfully, If she yet lives...

Where she had previously been standing, A single spring green trophy braid now laid, Nearly trampled as several of Aloy's Deathtrooper companions rushed to engage their attacker with blaster repeaters...



(... Holy chit lol )

 

[River Kryze]

// LOCATION // Space Station
// OBJECTIVE // Excellent Question
// ALLIES // Aloy Vizsla
// ENEMIES // Ivixa Nera'kas
//EQUIPMENT// In Bio.

Sitting up, River was taking into account her injuries, but also the situation, as an explosion shook the hanger bay; causing a minor problem as she was rising to her feet. She looked for Aloy, the only person here that she really knew, hoping to inquire on where they could begin their attack. Before the words left her mouth, her feet just planting on the Durasteel plating, she witnessed a grizzly scene. Aloy's limb shattered, the Mandalorian's screaming as her limb was destroyed, brought River to a halt, as her entire mind went blank at the sight. Any words she might had been in the middle of mustering were gone, as a rush of adrenaline overcame her. As Aloy hit the deck of the station, River was moving to retrieve her, stamping on the braid as her mind was only focused on one thing.

Don't die. Don't die. Don't die.

Despite the chaos and death strewn about, the only thing River could focus on was addressing the woman who desperately needed medical attention. Kneeling down over the woman, River noticed an entry wound on her back, a small piercing of her armor, indicating Aloy's attacker was to the rear. A rush of thoughts took over, the panic fading as she became focused, her hands moving to lift the Mando with a strength she hadn't thought she had; though it was no easy feat truth be told. She didn't think about how the severed stump of Aloy's leg was hanging by her arm, or the pain she was feeling in her mouth at the moment. The only thing that mattered, was getting the Vizla to safety, and figuring everything else out from there. Seeing as how their current position was compromised, River moved towards the Red Fist, toppling near one of the landing struts as her arms couldn't hold the weight any longer. Setting the woman down, River searched Aloy's person for anything to wrap the wound, her mind getting coherent enough to force out a sentence. "This is Kryze, Aloy is down, repeat, Aloy is down." She remarked over the comms, hoping someone might be able to give her clarity on what to do next.

She wasn't a Mandalorian, never had been, probably never would be.

But she was a mother, and she wasn't about to let this young girl die.

 

[Kalic Daws]

Tag: Rath Nihro Loreena Arenais-Valhoun R Reyn Australis Kreslin Westwind @Igrid L'lerim
Equipment: T-21 light repeater

(Sorry for the wait.)

Kalic’s eyes would’ve been wide if he had any as the Force hit him like thruster-wash. He was sent into a fighter behind him, groaning a little before hearing a whistle in his comms. “No.... Keep trying to get the data. Lock some security out. I can handle this.”

Or at least the Miraluka thought so, until a blast hit his T-21 and sent it flying. He shook his hands, wishing he could even Fire a sidearm now. The best that he had was scaring people with his eyeless face. Or maybe getting him to brawl? Kalic got up, checking an injury as he spoke.

“You’d do well in the Outer Rim.”

 

[Kreslin Westwind]

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Kreslin snapped his head around as Zachariel Steelblood came lumbering towards the small little group, and Kreslin had to let out an agitated sigh. He had hoped the war droid the Australis brought would have been able to take care of the behemoth of meat and metal he now faced, but droids could rarely be trusted at the end of the day to finish the job. Standing up, he shrugged at Loreena Arenais-Valhoun and the others before turning back around to face the warrior.

"So, you get knocked halfway across a hangar and still want to fight? That helmet may be on too tightly, monster. Let me help you with that..." With those words spoken, Kreslin drew his combat knives again, and moved to engage the threat.

 

[Ingrid L'lerim]

Lady Ingrid L’lerim-Ragal
Empress Regent of the Eternal Empire, Overlord of the Eternal Empire, the Emperor's hand
The Red Witch; Director of Blackwatch; Baroness of Vengard, Head of the House L’lerim, CEO of the HPI Consortium​

Location: Karavin Concern’s shipyard, Kalidan’s orbit
Equipment: 2x Sigra vibroblade | 2x Striith vibrosword | 2x red blade lightsaber shoto | Heilagr MK. I Assassin Armour | Shield talisman | G1 OmniLink | BCR-X10 Sniper Rifle | Empyrean gland | Taozin amulet
Opponent: -
Tags: Zachariel Steelblood | Kreslin Westwind | Kalic Daws | Rath Nihro | Ivixa Nera'kas | Loreena Arenais-Valhoun | Aloy Vizsla | River Kryze

Background music:
Sabaton – The Price of a Mile​

She was actually teleported because she already felt the girl and someone else from outside. It was a very unpleasant turn. Meanwhile, even Zachariel Steelblood said a few words to her. Indeed, she got a “nice” little battle here that she was definitely not happy about, but she still hoped that… an explosion from outside the hallway. Then only the two more doors will be able to gain reinforcement. She would have liked to have gone after the two figures who got out, but she hoped her men would take care of them.

”Feel free to do things your own way, Zachariel Steelblood , all I have to ask from you is not destroy the shipyard! Or at least, try to not destroy it! And go, they got through, teleported!”

The red-haired woman even told the man and tore the door open with a telekinetic tug so that the other could get out. And she even stepped out from the door. She looked back at the young Australis, but had not yet risen from the ground. Basically, the woman respected the fighting stuff, the traditions, but now she didn’t have time for any of the Mandalorians to decide to kill them all. Because there was a pretty realistic chance of that in this place because of the many grenades, explosions, and fighting.

Perhaps it was rare to see a fight in such a dangerous place as here. Neither side gave itself cheap. For now, instead of all the fallen droids and Ultranauts, new ones have arrived through the other two hangar doors. And the woman walked over to Reyn and knocked the young man down with a blow. Killing would have been too easy, she hoped he would go to jail and then set an example with him. But she will have time to think about this later, she has something else to do now.

The Overlord looked around the hangar to see where there might be someone who was too alone and not fighting anyone. Or it's just trying to get out of here. Until she could find anyone, she listened to the reports on the radio and the commands given to the units inside to see where they were attacking or where they were about to attack them. Better than they have been under attack in this chaos so far.

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