Location: Alderaan Ruins
Objective: Shoot things, get a kiss from Phylis Alince (impossible, I know!)
Allies: [member="Phylis Alince"], [member="HK-36"], [member="Kiskla Grayson"]
Enemies: [member="Tsavong Kraal"], [member="Coric Adromak"], [member="The Hydra Queen"]
Given the fact that Phylis was not a warrior and had only been in one battle until now, it was probably certain Siobhan knew a lot more about this technical war stuff than she did! Of course, the Countess could not claim to be a great leader or even much of a strategist! And apparently had the death charging personality of Wolverine, though Dark Phoenix style powers.
"Good questions. Do we have tanks, artillery, a medical corps? A FOB that can provide shelter, spare ammo? Is there air support? I'm afraid I can't answer that. Battles these days are even more chaotic than at Roche," Siobhan rambled on, clearly about to fall into a rant about how in the old days things had been different.
As is well-known, people in retirement tend to do that a lot, much to the youngsters' annoyance!
It appeared Siobhan did not have to walk far before she got some action at last. As we all know, she was terribly violent, enjoyed bloodshed and carnage more than was healthy, really despised Sith with a murderous passion - despised in the 'really want to brutally murder them', not in the 'I will randomly defect for no apparent reason' - sense and also did not like Vong. Racist, this writer knows, but then she hung out with Eldorai, who were not the sort to embrace equal opportunities.
Anyhow in the distance she beheld an enormous behemoth burst forth, with four arms and armed with a tkun. Siobhan was not familiar with the beast but it seemed to her like something a Bando Gora alchemist might have created. Well, the Bando Gora were wiped out ever since she razed Gehenna, but it was something they would have loved. Anyhow, it appeared the gods and goddesses of death were with today. Unless she ended up suffering a critical defeat, of course, but then she would get cortosis or phrik!
It appeared to have been trying to attack HK, who fired off with his big rifle and jetpack. Dramatic, really, but then Siobhan was in no position to judge because she used every moment to show off her ability to fly using the Force. One wondered whether someday she might forget entirely how to walk because she loved flying so much. Anyhow, now we shall finally come to what Siobhan actually did in response!
As it happened, Siobhan was equipped with one of the new
shatterboltguns ARGH had designed. This weapon combined the sheer lethality and destructive potential of the bolter with that of the shatter gun, as the name might imply. Well, the technical name was Hyper-Velocity Kinetic Firearm - the Mass Driver 1 - but seriously, that was tremendously awkward to remember, let alone write!
"Phylis, brace yourself. Firing. We got company!" That was the one warning the Jedi Master got before the Butcher let loose. The gun happened to be loaded with explosive bolts, those familiar from the MK1 bolter, and so she squeezed the trigger and fired, aiming at the big behemoth.
There would be a flash, though not from the muzzle of the firearm but at the area where she was aiming at, once the projectile, a bolter explosive round far bigger than the pellets usually employed in shatter guns, reached the targeted area. The bolts fired by an MK1 could already penetrate light vehicle armour and devastate most forms of personal armour. The fact that the bolts exploded on impact made them devastating against force-users, since simply pushing the round back via force push made it blow up in your face and likewise force barriers were fairly ineffectual, unless they were high level.
To explain things on a technical level, the bolt would go through what the Gados scientists called "Hyper-Velocity Sharpnel Effect" what it means, usually the Bolt Gun bolts had area of effect explosion with their shock-wave and shrapnel, at the ridiculous speed at which the bolt was fired from MD-1 this all changed into a conical effect, which meant all the shock-wave, the super-heated shrapnel, the fire and vaporizing heat from the explosion, and fragments of the whatever debris might be laying around close to Tsavong should cause damage. A good hit by an explosive bolt fired by the gun was sufficient to penetrate heavy vehicle armour and the area of effect damage caused by blast and shrapnel made it a very useful weapon for bombardment and suppression purposes.
On another note, it was also extremely loud, causing a resounding roar as Siobhan fired it at the Vong creature. The railgun/bolter hybrid powered down after the shot had been fired, another bolt being loaded into it though it would need time to recharge. It was effectively a one shot weapon, unlike the standard MK1, though that one shot had a lot of power, such as the ability to punch through heavy tanks. Siobhan was not content with waiting though, having sunk into the Force and now she concentrated, even as the shot flew.
Overkill was her speciality after all. This writer confesses to being a bit uncertain about how the whole force dead thing works, beyond the fact that Siobhan would be unable to sense Vong through the Force and most direct Force attacks, except lightning, would not work on them. However, the same did not apply to indirect attacks. As she stretched out with the Force and exerted her telekinetic will the air in a radius around the Vong suddenly started to grow heavier as she exerted pressure, harnessing the power that by now came natural to her. Her organic leg was still paining her and concentration was etched over her features, but she persevered, pouring her will into summoning a force whirlwind that swept across the area towards the Vong, a maelstorm of power that travelled with great speed and force, a howling wind that as it travelled swept up pieces of debris along the way so that they might be pulled through the air and violently thrust at the Vong as the tempest blared through.
The aim being to bombard the giant behemoth even if he managed to withstand being gripped tight by the roaring tempest and thrown through the street. In short it would become very difficult to anchor oneself to the ground within the bounds of the target zone as she unleashed the wind.
