The Shadow Of An Assassin (Sith Assassins Versus Jedi Shadows)

[Iziz]

Objectives: Protect the Data
Location: In Front of the Data
Allies: Sith
Enemies: People going for the Data

Iziz found himself not too far away from the mainframe which Ferus said he would be protecting, though he doubted he would be a part of the crew which ran around placing explosives, he could be a part of a group which mounted a defense against the enemy... but the question was... how? The answers came quickly as he remembered that on route to the mainframe there was a rather wide corridor which would rather easily be able to be mounted as a defense against those who managed to get to the back-lines. There at least was one point that they would 'have' to walk through, and that was where Iziz would be, so taking off running Iziz began to focus and center himself in the force, beginning to feel the power coursing through his body, having recently meditated for a considerable duration the power came easy to the Jawa, but, he wanted something stronger, if they jedi had managed to sneak in this far, then, they had more than luck on their sides, and Iziz knew that while he was an average fighter, he was nothing compared to a master in the force... but, with some time and preparation, he could at least prepare a single bolt of lightning, that, if able would likely even the odds against even a seasoned fighter. It would merely take some time... Rushing to the point he needed to be at, he would take a seat, cross legged on the floor with his two light-sabers resting on his thighs as he began to breathe softly, focusing on the power running through his body as the electrical energy within him began to hum, the power only reflected in the Jawas' bio-luminescent eyes as he watched the hallway in front of him for any of the Jedi to appear.

And so, his mantra began:

'There is no passion, there is only hunger...'

Remembering that the power he drew from was not anger nor hate, not fear or greed or passion, but the desire to feed, a primal hunger which drove the Jawa to survive, an endless pit of power and determination which could not be quelled, unlike the flames of passion which could be quenched with moral and emotional epiphany, hunger would remain... hunger would always remain when all the emotions of the psychi broke away, the drive to survive was what powered even the smallest of beasts, be it primal hunger for flesh or cravings of the flesh and even the hungers of the mind.

'Through hunger, I Suffer...'

Suffering was an inescapable facet of life, suffering was the trials which judged life, made them struggle, forced them to adapt, kill, and devour. It was something that could not be escaped, so, attempting to live a life of peace void of suffering, be it cravings of the flesh, which would eventually be unable to be fulfilled, the suffering of ignorance and the inability to know and the pain of learning and the stresses of life. This line encapsulated this fact... but, Iziz knew, that there was a reason for this absolute truth... for

'Through Suffering, I am Tempered...'

The trial by fire, suffering was both the flame which heated the steel, and the hammer which abolished the slag, over time creating a blade without flaws, Iziz needed to learn from his mistakes, he had to learn to position himself in combat, least he be prone to injury, he needed to learn which fights were best fought head on, and which were best to employ stealth... Through hardship and suffering Iziz developed as a sith, as did all beings, and whose who could not, like the slag-ridden blade, would snap upon their trials...

'Through Tempering, I gain Power...'

The benefit of the cycle, the goal, the measure of success was that of gaining strength and prestige. Living up to the greatest of one's potential was the apex goal of most Sith, though very few could ever reach high heights, the goal was considered noble, many would crash on the rocks attempting to climb to the peaks of greatness, and Iziz had his sights set on the top, power, was the objective measure for growth... and the Jawa, of all things, wanted to be known and respected... power was his tool for that eventuality... But

'Through Power, my Hunger grows...'

The limitless cycle, power begets hunger, and hunger begets power, there is no point a living entity ceases to suffer until he is no longer alive, growth was eternal, and only when one ceased to grow did they ever truly expire. It was the harsh truth of the world around them, but, sacrifices needed to be made for noble pursuits.

'I will Survive.'

While many fought for greatness, it was this which divided Iziz from many of the Sith, while his hunger for respect was paramount, his path began with a single will, and a single drive... to live. Power was but a catalyst to life, and hunger was but its most primal symptom... And as other Assassins and Sith and droids moved past the Jawa which sat in the middle of the wide corridor, he continued to repeat the mantra as the electricity still continued to well up within him until Iziz's eyes began to flare like miniature suns as the Jawa was empowered by the force, the meditative state allowing the Jawa to levitate little more than an unnoticeable inch of the ground, as Ferus himself was no more than a few dozen meters behind him, though, the power he was struggling to hold onto was strong, and the Jawa was finding it hard to control it... he had to... eventually he knew that someone would enter this area... but he only hoped that the silver blade of his vision was not among them...

[member="Darth Ferus"]

 

[FN-2446]

Treck's footsteps were not the only ones in the hallways, he had heard the walking speed of footsteps and the running speed of footsteps echoed throughout the halls. Treck began sprinting in the hallway, he had to find someone in this hall. He approached where the footsteps were, beginning to slowly walk again. He saw an entrance for something else, there sat three people, were they enemies? Allies? Neutral? ​

Treck raised his rifle, he was going to see who the people were standing alongside with. He gave a slight​

"Cough."​

Before awaiting an answer from the person standing in the doorway.​

"Who might you three be?"​

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Objective : Find out who the hell these people are.​

Location : Lounge entrance.​

Allies : Finding out.​

Enemies : Jedi Shadows/Jedi​

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[member="Viktor Noali"]​

[member="Sitara Qin"]​

[member="Xander Blackmoore"]​

 

[Killian]

Objective: Stay well away from Malif Cove
Location: Yellow Serpent Casino, Nar Shaddaa

Killian's datapad beeped continuously, signalling the need for his attention. With a sigh he turned, picking it up from his desk to inspect the notice.
WARNING: Malif Cove Security Breach
"Oh..." He said, tilting his head with some surprise at the notification. How anyone had learned the location of the Assassin's base was beyond him, he could only guess it was a spy or traitor. Nevertheless, someone who would have to be dealt with in the future. It didn't really matter though, there was no way he was getting to Recopia quick enough to be of any help. All he could do was watch and hope the Assassins were well trained enough to fend off whatever opposed them.

Sitting at his computer terminal, Killian remotely accessed the Malif Cove security systems through his own personal administration code. Once in, he brought up as many cameras as he could. Communicating with the Assassins would be pointless, he knew Sith could sense the presence of others. No, there would be no help from him. If anything, it would be entertainment. In the end, if Malif Cove was lost, there was still Plan B.
His eyes turned to some rough notes on his desk; some of ships and others of buildings.

The attackers would strike a blow in the Assassins, but they would not be defeated.
And they would have their revenge.

 

[James Mathison]

Location: Secret Passage
Objective: Engage Assassins
Allies: [member="Taeli Raaf"] | [member="Kian Karr"] | [member="Corvus Raaf"] | [member="Varus Shatterstar"] | [member="Dair Cotarin"] | [member="Tionne Thanewulf"] | [member="Zylah Dvale"]
Enemies: [member="Kitty"] | [member="Zoya"] | [member="Darth Kentarch"] | [member="Sitara Qin"] | [member="Viktor Noali"] | [member="Iziz Vei"] | Saiah | [member="Asajj"] | [member="Alyssa"] | [member="Xander Blackmoore"] | [member="Darth Ferus"]


As James rounded a corner, he could sense the increase in Darkside activity as the enemy must have been alerted to his presence even though he would appear no stronger than a rat even to a Master. James kept up his Conceale but sent a Telepathic message to [member="Kian Karr"] that the enemy was alerted.

James sprinted as hard as he could, without using the Force to keep his strength. James gave the other Shadows a large distance so they had a chance to prepare if he met resistance. He reached out and felt for a way inside the compound itself, to leave the tunnel and start his part of the job. He found a vent, ripped the cover off and leapt into the system and began his way to find an exit inside. Crawling as quietly as he could, sabers in hand to avoid them scrapping the vent walls.

A few dozen meters in and a couple lefts and a right, he found another vent cover and waited for someone to run by.

(Anyone who wants to fight can say that I'm their target and this is where I'll jump down on you.)

 

[Judah Lesan]

Objective: Kill time before cocktail party
Location: On a couch with Sitara, waiting for the Chiss and Twi'lek to get it on
Allies: [member="Kitty"] | [member="Zoya"] | [member="Darth Kentarch"] | [member="Darth Ferus"] | [member="Viktor Noali"] | [member="Iziz Vei"] | [member="Saiah"] | [member="Asajj"] | [member="Alyssa"] | [member="Sitara Qin"] | [member="Jardo Snow"] [member="Treck"]
Enemies: [member="Taeli Raaf"] | [member="Kian Karr"] | [member="Corvus Raaf"] | [member="Tionne Thanewulf"] | [member="Varus Shatterstar"] | [member="James Mathison"]

The compound had been compromised. Xander knew what this meant, and he got off the couch disappointed his night with Sitara had just been interrupted. Well, a part of it. The escape plan would see the assassins going in different directions and waiting on Ferus to send new coordinates on where to meet. Until they came, Xander would take Sitara to his estate on Ec Pand where they could enjoy being just themselves, and reconnecting, as it were, without the amulet issue.

They made their way down the hall and were stopped by a new comer. The aura was different, new, unfamiliar, but dark. Xander shook his head. This was the wrong day to be the new guy.

"This way, we're evacuating. You see anyone whose lightsaber is blue, green, or yellow, kill them with lots of prejudice."

Xander knew his job and ran to a side panel. Each room contained a panel hiding a stock of charges. The monarch set the charges for the living room that had been in, and dealt with the hallway. Ferus had the remote. He was waiting for the all clear.

"You may call me Darth Vizios, or Vizios if you wish. The lovely lady with me is Sitara Qin, and Jardo is the jumpy one. You can help him keep Jedi off our backs. I'm setting charges, and Sitara is gong after the data stations."

 

[Viktor Noali]

Objective: Engage the Jedi / Buy time for [member="Xander Blackmoore"] and [member="Sitara Qin"] to do there thing. Oh, and show [member="Treck"] why you don't point a blaster at friends.
Location: Main Hallway
Allies: The One Sith - [member="Sitara Qin"] - [member="Jardo Snow"] - [member="Treck"] - [member="Xander Blackmoore"]
Enemies: The Impatient Jedi Apprentice [member="James Mathison"]
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As Xander and Sitara began to rise from their seats Viktor turned around to the sound of somebody coughing. As his eyes landed on [member="Treck"] with his blaster rifle trained on him Viktor acted out of pure instinct. Extending his right hand he pushed out at Treck using the Force, hard enough that when it connected with him it should send him into the wall with enough force to knock some sense into him. Viktor then hissed as he spoke to him.

"You had best learn who your allies are quick before your eagerness with that rifle gets you killed." Viktor re positioned himself to the side of the lounge entrance to allow Xander, Sitara and Jardo to take the lead. After they exited the lounge he gestured at [member="Treck"] and said, "After you."

As he began to fall in step behind the group he began to got that all too familiar tingling sensation in his head. He was still training and becoming familiar with his abilities in the Force and the ability to sense others was still a new concept for him. It was a faint tingle yet it seemed to assault him from all directions.

Ooh Force tingles! It's subtle though... Where is it coming from... I'm not sure, but it's close.

"Something is... wrong," Viktor said. "Continue with the mission, I am going to cover the rear."

Viktor remained still and watched as the others in the group continued down the hall to carry out their directives. Calling his lightsaber to his hand with a gentle tug of the Force he held his thumb over the ignition switch and began to scan his surroundings. Somebody was near, he would find out very soon how close they actually were.

 

[Sitara Qin]

Objective: Feth this, Feth that, let the whole world burn for ruining the night
Location: Main hall, heading to data stations
Allies: [member="Kitty"] | [member="Zoya"] | [member="Darth Kentarch"] | [member="Darth Ferus"] | [member="Viktor Noali"] | [member="Iziz Vei"] | [member="Saiah"] | [member="Asajj"] | [member="Alyssa"] | [member="Xander Blackmoore"] | [member="Jardo Snow"]
Enemies: [member="Taeli Raaf"] | [member="Kian Karr"] | [member="Corvus Raaf"] | [member="Tionne Thanewulf"]| Varus Shatterstar| James Mathison


"Stupid, stupid Jedi." Cursed the young woman underneath her breath. She moved through the halls, and located her room—which was appropriately painted pink. She stared at it for a moment and drew in a deep breath. The room held a few of her clothes and maybe a few holopictures she refused to salvage. She sighed as the flame ignited in her hands. If they wanted information, they weren't going to get it from her. It only took one small flame to burn down a forest after all, and she intended for this whole place to go down eventually. "Feth everyone."

The flame bounced from her finger and onto her bed, setting her fluffy sheets and stuffed animals aflame. She watched as they lit up, the orange and yellow flames reflected in her deep blue-grey eyes. She turned back to Xander. "I hate people." she whined, her hand still gripped to her lightsaber. This whole place was going to burn down soon and she didn't really care how many Jedi burned down with it. She headed through the halls, walking quickly towards the data stations. As she walked, her lightsaber was faced against the wall, knocking down various items meant for decoration and digging in gashes into the walls. This was definitely a teenage tantrum, but she didn't care. She was pretty upset.

"How did they even know we were here?" oh right. Krayt industries. Who else did they know who knew where the hideout was. Speaking of which, why wasn't their hideout in some cool flying invisible ship anyways? Sitara sighed. They'd have to move fast, considering they needed to make their escape anyways.

OOC: apologizing in advanced for any spelling or formatting mistakes. I'm typing from my phone. ​

 

[Iziz]

Objectives: Protect the Data
Location: In Front of the Data
Allies: Sith [member="Sitara Qin"]
Enemies: People going for the Data

Iziz still sat in the middle of the hallway, calling his power into existence as licks of electricity began to jump from his form, though, each one of them was painful when it happened, creating a circuit between himself and the area around him. The jawa had generated a considerable sum of energy with the time it was taking for one of the Jedi to get down this far, but, it seemed that Iziz was not alone when it came to the defense of this hallway, he could still feel the presence of [member="Darth Ferus"] behind him, which was something, at least knowing that they had backup should they need it, but, before him, was the attractive Sith woman from the bes'kar collection mission. The woman had used her femanine wiles to make it through that trial, it was time to see if she would be able to do the same here. Iziz was interested, inquisitive even, now that it was time to fight, what would she do? Though, the truth of the matter was, Iziz was happy she was here... And he would support her, the bolt of lightning which was charging between Iziz's fingers was gaining in power, as a force within himself also seemed to be aiming to maintain it, Iziz's hands were beginning to burn at the electrical power which was now begging to be released... but it needed a target...

If Sitara would engage someone before them, Iziz would be able to use the bolt to support his comrade, using the force to end the lives of others, while many times necessary, was never truly the Jawas' intentions. Though, he had always considered himself aiding the course of the world in culling the weak.

Trying to catch her attention for a moment, Iziz would not be able to wave, but, he still hoped to affirm that he was there, and that he was preparing something to be shot at a moment's notice should she give him the opening he needed.

 

[K'sara]

Objective: flank the flanker
Location: open duct fixture
Allies: Sith
Enemies: Jedi



K'sara had just been relieved from patrol when the tired blind Sith tripped over the vent fixture that laid on the ground. 'An intruder!' She thought and started to muster up a knight level Force Push, and imbue it with qualities of Dark Rage. 'Whoever it is.... this will be a wake up call.' She felt the strong air current where it would normally be soft and figured that's where she should take it. It was a stupid move to not turn off the ventilation and climb inside of the ductwork. If the intruder was where she was thinking, it would be a bad day for him, and a massive clean up job for the working crew.

[member="James Mathison"] [member="Xander Blackmoore"]

 

[FN-2446]

Treck nodded to Xander, before moving out into the hallway. He ran down the halls, assault rifle drawn, laser pointer on. He stopped as he came upon a woman with something around her eyes, perhaps she was blind. He raised his rifle, taking aim in case she had anything planned with Treck. He then questioned her. He felt a dark aura, but it was best to be Safe.​

"Who are you, and who are you with?"​

He then looked down to the ground to see the Vent Fixture, looking up to where it had came from. He then asked her who was in the vent, Jedi Shadow or Sith Assassin.​

"Who's up there?"​

He looked, aiming his rifle down into the side of the duct that was on the opposite side of him.​

[member="Feral Sapith (K'sara)"]​

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OBJECTIVE : See who is in that vent.​

Location : With K'Sara by an Open Duct Fixture​

Allies : Sith​

Enemies : Jedi Shadows ​

 

[Kian Karr]

Objective: Get to the information hub
Location: At the Sith Base
Allies: [member="Tionne Thanewulf"] - [member="Corvus Raaf"] - [member="Taeli Raaf"] - [member="Varus Shatterstar"] - [member="James Mathison"] - [member="Zylah Dvale"]
Enemies: [member="Kitty"] - [member="Zoya"] - [member="Darth Kentarch"] - [member="Sitara Qin"] - [member="Viktor Noali"] - [member="Iziz Vei"] - [member="Saiah"] - [member="Asajj"] - [member="Alyssa"] - [member="Xander Blackmoore"] - [member="Darth Ferus"] - [member="Sabik Dhami"]

Kian had quickly entered the tunnel shortly after Taeli Raaf had opened it via the secret level in the tree. Kian wasn't surprised that the entrance was hidden such as it was....it was the sort of thing he would do if he designed an entrance such as it. Dropping down into the darkness along with the others, Kian's antiox goggles adjusted to the darkness as they were designed to do and allowed him to see in the low lighting. He glanced back to ensure the others were following and began to move down the corridor, realizing the James Mathison had rushed ahead. Shaking his head, Kian reminded himself to talk with his padawan about rushing into the fray. Sometimes the best course of action was a slow and steady pace.

Pushing this aside, Kian turned to those around him. "Double time. We can't hope to maintain secrecy for long....." As Kian finished the words he felt the sudden apprehension and alarm building in the force. Their arrival had become known.

"Everyone knows there assignments." Kian said turning back toward the group. "Team 1, push forward and engage the enemy." Kian said turning toward Taeli Raaf. "You and me are on the information center." Kian said stepping aside and waving her out ahead of him to lead the way toward their objective. Kian had hoped that they would make it further into the complex before alerting the enemy to their presence....but he had known better than to plan entirely on it.

 

[James Mathison]

Location: Ventilation Shaft
Objective: Distract Enemy Assassins
Allies: [member="Kian Karr"] [member="Corvus Raaf"]
Enemies: [member="Treck"] [member="Feral Sapith (K'sara)"] [member="Viktor Noali"]


James saw the opportunity to engage the Sith below him. The man had sensed his presence, however small. James reeled back his hand over the vent cover and let fly a Force Puch on the vent and the Sith below. James followed the cover below and activated his sabers and slashed the vent cover, hoping the Sith was underneath it.

James would land under the vent hole and roll to his side to clear the area of the Sith if he survived the first attack. Standing up in a Shiio stance and await either the confirmation of a kill or the rebuttle to his attack. Releasing his Force Conceale, James would shine a vibrant blue of the Jedi. He delved into the Force and would hold onto it to give himself a boost of speed when needed.

 

[FN-2446]

Treck would have expected an attack from the man inside the ventilation above him. he would have sensibly began to step back from the open shaft, but in the process, he was force pushed back into the wall, causing a loud THUNK as he landed.​

He looked at the Jedi through his mask, attempting to see what the man was going to do. Step forward to kill Treck, run away, or encounter K'Sara in the process. Treck had never fought a dual wielding force user before. But he had encountered many people in the past, and succesfully won against them. Treck reached for the assault rifle on his back /very/ slowly. He then quickly grabbed the rifle, standing and running for the wall to hop off of it. So he would land behind the Jedi. He then fired a volley of bullets to the back of the man's legs, attempting to immobilize him. After attempting this, he stepped away from the man, keeping his distance.​

He waited for his opponent's next move, seeing what he could do with that.​

OBJECTIVE : Capture the Jedi Scum​

LOCATION : Under a ventilation vent​

ALLIES : [member="Feral Sapith (K'sara)"] |[member="Xander Blackmoore"]​

 

[K'sara]

Objective: slowly break the Order
Location: Corridor
Allies: Sith Assassins
Enemies: Jedi Shadows

K'sara would find it amusing how she had her prey trapped in a corner. A sick, twisted smile would knead into her expression and engage who she truly was... the side of herself she despised more than anything. The knight push would become red and black aura as she finished charging the ability. Suddenly her hand struck out, and the concocted ability, which would become known as shadow breach, released as a narrow wave that would be aimed straight for the center of her enemy, [member="James Mathison"]. "Enjoy, Jedi. Enjoy your new self."

The blast was a condensed pocket of aura that would have the sharpness of a blade, yet not cut. Its properties would consist of the ability to turn her opponent into an insane and crazed mess. While it wasn't her strongest skill, if it hit her enemy, he would be maddened and turned into an animal, and cease to follow the Jedi code. It was her way to break lightsided padawans, and turn them to the dark side. With two others on him, he would be a very easy target to hit, even with the chance to miss.

[member="Treck"] [member="Viktor Noali"]

 

[Iziz]

Objectives: Protect the Data
Location: In Front of the Data
Allies: Sith: [member="Sitara Qin"]
Enemies: People going for the Data: [member="Kian Karr"] [member="Taeli Raaf"]

Iziz sat, his mind still focused on the lightning coursing over his body, it was at this point that the power of the Jawa peaked, after the preparation of his attack, he hoped that he would be able to even the odds against a stronger opponent, the Jedi who were attacking, Iziz could not feel the presence of in the force, that meant that most of them, would have been considerably stronger than himself... though that was only a guess, though he would assume that it would be the strongest of the Jedi to come down this far. The power which was radiating from the Jawa now was beginning to effect the lighting in the room around him, the solar lamps began to flicker as the energy would occasionally jump form him to the charged area. There was no way he was able to make this attack stronger without seriously harming himself, instead now all of Iziz's focus was on simply maintaining this one bolt of power... he would hold onto it as long as he could, feeling the force wrap around him, soothing him and the burns he had already maintained from the stray lightning, though, any lightning which did decide to flow through his body and down his carbon fiber spine, the MCD within him helped defend him against any serious nerve damage.

It was this pain, this suffering which he knew would make him stronger.

And so he waited, still chanting his little mantra under his breath, over and over again using it to focus. The chatter of his code helped him power through the pain.

He wanted Ferus to be proud.

[Awaiting someone to get close. kian and Taeli pref]

 

[Cale Gunderson]

Location: Data Hub
Objective: Kill
Allies: [member="Iziz Vei"] [member="Sitara Qin"]
Hostiles: [member="Kian Karr"]

Dark halls, dark armor, dark heart. It made sense when he thought about it. Palming one of the cylinders from his waist, the the Sith strode down the hall, eyes darting to Iziz and Sitra. They were young, acolytes, he wouldn't demean them in any way, he knew nothing of their talents and shortcomings, but he did know that they had placed themselves in front of one of the most important locations in the facility. So he'd babysit.

"Has the data wipe begun?" The knight inquired, the mask distorting his voice, turning it as cold as the man beneath the iron. If the answer was no, someone would need to get on that, if it was yes, then he'd get to play in the fun and games. The Jedi Shadows were an elusive lot, akin to the assassins in many way. But Cale knew how they worked, how they operated, he'd been one.

A pain in his head shot forth, the crack of agony forcing him to stop and wince. That had been happening lately, since his last medical evaluation. When he thought of his past, his home, his friends, his fam-and there it went again.

Focus.

Shaking off the buzz he locked his gaze on Iziz and awaited his answer.

 

[Sitara Qin]

Objective: Feth up the jedi
Location: Past Iziz, in front of the data
Allies: [member="Xander Blackmoore"] | [member="Viktor Noali"] | [member="Jardo Snow"] | [member="Iziz Vei"] | [member="Cale Gunderson"]
Enemies: [member="Kian Karr"] | [member="Taeli Raaf"]

The problem with data was that even if you hit the right keys and 'deleted' it, it would've never really been deleted. The files that pointed to it simply wouldn't exist anymore, though with good slicing skills, it could still be recovered. Her only option, knowing this, was that she had to physically destroy the drives. She knew that people were coming for them now, and she was panicking. She mustered up the darkness in her, and as her eyes flashed that sickly mix of amber and yellow, lightning spiralled through her hand and she slammed it onto the various computers, trying to force the drives to short circuit and in turn, result in a fire.

Her room was already aflame, and she hoped that would at least buy her a few more minutes. They were then joined by a newcomer she hadn’t really seen before, who asked if the data wipe had just begun. Sitara grinned, her cherry coloured lips curling into a smile. “This is the data wipe.” She said, removing her hand from the drives as the screens blacked out.

They started to hiss and crackle. Looks like she probably touched it in the wrong right way after all. She backed away from the drives as the pieces of hardware began to catch on fire. Have fun recovering that, jedi.

 

[Darth Ophidia]

Objective: "Cleaning up."
Location: Malif Cove.
Allies: Sith Assassins,
Enemies: Sneaky, and not so sneaky Jedi.

No more delays- And then her comlink crackled into life. A message from Big Red, one does not simply ignore a message from Darth Ferus. Especially one broadcasted through the encrypted channel.

[...] Malif Cove is compromised. Begin the clean up.

So much for no more delays. Her task was simple, although the Jedi were likely to make it relatively difficult. Quickly, but calmly she moved to a strong box in a corner of the room. From the lining of her robes she retrieved a key, fitting perfectly in the lock of the strongbox. She opened the door and surveyed the neatly stacked explosives and their arming devices. Placed in the right places, these charges could bring the entirety of Malif Cove to collapse. Of course, there were more strongboxes stashed in various rooms. The charges were quite easy to arm. First one took the large packet, then a plug that emitted a sufficient spark to set off the charges once the detonator was triggered. Put the plug in the packet and calibrate the trigger to the detonator. It only took a few seconds to arm and ready each, she armed four to begin with. Using her lightsabre, she created a hole in two out of four corners and stuffed a charge inside. Once the two corner-pillars were taken out, the roof would collapse under its own weight.

Stroking a hand over the cracked murals, she said a final goodbye to the room. It was full of good memories, and secrets she had still to uncover. Now none would find them. They would leave only rubble and dust. She moved from room to room, arming and setting charges in the foundation. Perhaps she would trap some "poor" Jedi in the explosion and blast it to bits. That would be an interesting way to go. Who would win? The crushing weight of stone and durasteel, or whatever powers the Jedi could concoct to protect their pitiful lives.

As she walked, she kept a watchful eye and hummed a tune. Her stride was casual, giving no indication that she was doing anything out of the ordinary. For all they knew, she could be cleaning. Saiah the cleaning lady.

 

[Taeli Raaf]

Objective: Data Hub
Location: Moving through the base
Allies: [member="Kian Karr"]
Enemies: [member="Iziz Vei"] [member="Sitara Qin"] [member="Cale Gunderson"]

"Well, this got a bit noisy," Taeli sighed as she sensed the assassins beginning their evacuation. They somehow knew they were here already. "Kian, follow me. Everyone else, make sure you don't die."

With that, she took off using the Force to augment her speed towards where the data hub was. She had a feeling that at least some of Ferus's assassins were going to be guarding it/wiping it, but that was fine. There was other ways to make sure data could be recovered. Hoping that Kian was behind her, she kept moving through the lower corridors until she saw three Sith ahead just as the one clear female drove her lightsaber into one of the drives.

"You Assassins never really are all that stealthy are you?" Taeli sighed, drawing her hand-guarded lightsaber and igniting the first purple blade. The purple shone off the armor plating she was wearing with her robes, while she placed her left hand behind her and angled her body to present a lower hit box for the Assassins to strike.

"So Kian . . . meat or potatoes?" she asked, gesturing with her blade at the person in the center and then those behind.

 

[Cale Gunderson]

Location: Data Hub
Objective: Kill
Allies: Iziz Vei Sitara Qin
Hostiles: Kian Karr [member="Taeli Raaf"]

He thumbed the ignition, and the saber sprung to life with a snap-hiss. The crimson blade cast its glow over the Sith's dark robes as he faced the Raaf woman. He didn't recognize her, be it thanks to the intensive 'therapy' or that he simply never knew her, he had no recollection of the woman. But that was irrelevant now, all that mattered to Gunderson was that he kill the woman in front of him.

Stepping forward he tightened his grip around the saber with both his hands and assumed a Dejm So stance. They didn't have long, the woman was strong in the force, he could feel it, she outmatched all of them individually, that was a given. But that wasn't going to stop him from giving the woman all hell. "Divide and conquer." ​He ordered, well, suggested, Cale wasn't in a position of any real authority.

Surging forward Cale struck at Taeli's midsection, his mind still calm and desolate, just like they taught him. That would change soon, something told him after the woman frustrated him, all those emotions Sith were so fond of would spring up.