Under Pressure [GR Dominion of Bimmisaari/Charros IV]

[James Mathison]

Location: City Schoolhouse
Objective: B 5/20
Allies: [member="Mantic Dorn"] [member="Commander Lusk"] [member="Alena Reckar"] [member="Ella Nova"]
Enemies: USS [member="Safiriel Bane"]
Gear in Bio

James was moving through the halls of the schoolhouse when he received a comm from Master Mantic Dorn about a Sith Assassin. He'd had a run in with them recently and needed redemption against them. He broke off and began tracking the movements of Mantic, Suppressing his own signature to hide his movements. Being a member of the Jedi Shadows, he was a master practitioner of stealth abilities.

He jumped his way to a rooftop to better cover the distance to Master Dorn. Over his comms he radioed the Jedi Master...

"Enroute to your location, I have a bone to pick either the Assassins."

 

[Mantic Dorn]

Objective B
Post 13

Hearing the quick response from [member="James Mathison"] Mantic felt a brief reassurance. It was good to know that he was not alone. The sith assassin had proved to surprise him once, and even though he would be prepared this time one never knew what tricks she could have up her sleeve.

He gathered himself and with the force slowly mending his wounds he got to his feet preparing to move on from the alley. If that assassin wanted to dissapear she would have little issues loosing Mantic here, but if she did stick around back alleys was not the smartest location to face a cunning sith assassin.


[member="Safiriel Bane"]

 

[Tanith Alde]

Objective: Fade into the Shadows
Post : 5/20



For now, the task was complete. The strong had been taught they can bleed, and the assassin could hope to achieve little more than that. She could have stayed longer, picking off the weak, but she saw no purpose in this. Let them grow and become more powerful, they would make challenges in the future.

With a grating sound the assassin clammbered up from the rooftops, using the force to leap easily from building to building as she created further distance between herself and the conflict. It was time to meditate and recuperate after her exertions

 

[Mantic Dorn]

Objective B
Post 14/20

He sensed something, a distant echo, a reflection of the assassin in the past.

There was a conflict in her.

Had he been saved by her own doubts on what she was doing? Maybe her being here was not part of the sith Assassins schemes at all....
While not entirely sure about it somewhere he felt that she had left the scene for now, wether it was due to an inner conflict or something else was something he would probably never learn about.

He picked himself up, there was still work to do here and he knew at least [member="James Mathison"] was on his way.

[member="Safiriel Bane"]

 

[Commander Lusk]

Location: Bimmisaari Capital
Objective: Take the capital
Allies: The Republic [member="James Mathison"] [member="Alena Reckar"]
Enemies: USS Forces
(9)

After a few minutes of intense fighting the clones had prevailed over the USS forces and had won the battle. Scores of USS bodies laid piled up as prisoners were being contained in class rooms. Clone troopers all walked amongst themselves doing last sweeps and noticing what the school was like, trying to picture what exactly life was like for children.

Lusk himself was looking at a crudely drawn crayon picture with a few misspelled letters on it with a smiling sun. It made him think of the time he was a child, for the very very short time. Hell he was born into the body of a ten year old boy and from that moment he was trained to be a commando. He was beaten, screamed at, something that these children never had to do. And when he looked at that picture he just let out a sigh that saddened him. He'd never know that life, he was nine years old and this was where he would be if he were born a normal child.

Another clone came by and put a hand on his shoulder and it was Siclet, his brother from the alpha wave commando program. They both stared at the pictures on the wall before Siclet broke the silence.

"We need to go Lusk, third battalion needs us to link up and push the FOB, apparently the counter attack isn't happening." Lusk waited a few moments before responding.

"Leave half the company here, we'll push up with the tanks and hit the FOB." Lusk said as he gripped his rifle, turned his back, and walked out of the room.

"We're clear commander, orders are to link up with third battalion and push up. Leave a tank here and we'll get going." Lusk said on the comms as he began to gather the men and prepare to leave.

 

[James Mathison]

location: En-route to Mantic Dorn
Objective: B 6/20
Allies: [member="Mantic Dorn"] GR [member="Commander Lusk"]
Enemies: [member="Safiriel Bane"] USS

James felt a presence in the Force, a dark presence, it seemed weakened and drained, then it began rapidly departing from it's location. James thought it over, but decided to meet with Mantic first. The battle for the city echoed off in the distance, the clones would be without the Jedi for the foreseeable future, but he was confident that they could handle themselves.

Turning a corner, he saw Mantic in an alley, healing himself.

"Master Dorn, are you alright?"

James approached, fists wrapped tight around his saber handles, the orange blades were stowed at this time, no need to keep them out if he didn't intend on using them.

 

[Eugen Aker]

Location: Objective-C
Objectives: Neutralize USS Fleet ©, Test New Capital Ship Design (E)
Allies: Galactic Republic and Allies
Post: 2/20

The Kiribian battle group was the one to kick off the assault in a staggered jump of its fighter wing. A single flight jumped to Charros IV, coordinates set to try to keep the small group of droid fighters at the edge of the engagement envelop of the enemy fleet. Almost immediately after their jump, the flight would be lit up by missile and turbolaser fire, but there was enough distance between the droid fighters and the USS forces to give them time to maneuver as they plotted the exact coordinates the capital ships. Their calculations were fed to the super computers of Kiribian capital ships by biocomm, that in turn disseminated precise astrogation solutions to the smaller craft.

The initial data gathering by the flight occurred within the span of a few seconds. When their job was complete, the flight jumped to a predetermined rendezvous point for a rapid egress.

With the necessary data in hand, the Kiribians began their blitz, practically dropping their fighters and corvettes on top of of the of the enemy formation to unload a volley of missiles. As soon as their payload was released, they would jump away to prepare for another run. This cycle was repeated several times from multiple vectors, to keep the enemy in a state of confusion. There were a few losses incurred as fighters were clipped by point defenses, but the bigger corvettes all remained intact. Meanwhile, the Kiribian forces had dealt some serious blows to the USS fleet, crippling several capital ships. Their fighter escort had been totally useless in defending against the blitz attack, Kiribian warships gone before they could even be intercepted.

 

[Mantic Dorn]

Objective B
Post 15/20

The warm sensation of the healing filled him up. It would not make the ache dissapear completely although it made his body function again. Looking up he saw [member="James Mathison"] approaching.

"I am alright, thank you." he replied with a grateful look.

"I am not sure but I think the immideate threat decided to retreat.... for now at least." he continued and glanced upward toward the roof tops dissapearing in thought a short moment. Then Mantic got to his feet.

"How are the frnot lines advance? Are the troops advancing as scheduled?"

Mantic started to ponder in what further way he could help the Republic forces in the city.

 

[James Mathison]

Objective B 7/20
[member="Mantic Dorn"]

James stepped closer to the Master and bowed as he rose.

"[member="Commander Lusk"] and his clones are pressing forward to the enemy FOB. They've taken a schoolhouse that was used as a staging area for the USS. [member="Alena Reckar"] and her mobile units are joined with Lusk and are planning a joint attack on the FOB with 3rd battalion. We are making great progress by my count."

James walked to the end of the alleyway and scouted for the Assassin. He couldn't feel her presence anymore. She must've retreated.

The closest units were blocks away, it would take time to get there.

"Can you move Master? We should catch up to the battalion and rendezvous with 3rd to take the FOB!"

 

[Mantic Dorn]

Objective B
Post 16

In the distance he could hear military commands, mixed with a few sporadic shots. Knowing the ability of [member="Commander Lusk"] the USS would most likely be in for a ride should they continue to resist the Republic advancement.

Here and there as the USS was pushed back people dared venture outside meeting their liberators with cheering and displaying the Republic flag, hung from windows and balconies.

Victory was in the air but it was not over yet. In Mantic's experience the final resistance, if they did not surrender, were often the most extreme and had the most to loose should a justice system, representing the people, come in place.

"Yes, thank you." Mantic told [member="James Mathison"] and came to a realization. He was not young any longer. Had not the force been his ally he would not have been able to continue. But the force was a powerful ally and with it his body meant lesser then the sheer light that embraced his being.

"You are right, lead the way." Mantic continued with a raspy voice to the younger Knight.

 

[Kay-Larr]

Location:Bimmisaari
Objective: D
Allies:
Enemies: USS
Post:6/20

Kay was a bit claustrophobic and the darkness just saved her from shutting her eyes. She could feel the strange man breathing and tried to focus on the pace of it to keep herself calm. The noises of the transport helped her to picture being in a larger space than she was. How long did they have to ride like this.

Again the man whispered in her ear. "Hang on tight." No sooner had he said that, the transport stopped. A split second layer, the floor beneath their feet gave way, and she clung to him, clamping her mouth shut in order to stop herself from screaming. They fell for what seemed to be a long time, but then gently their speed slowed down until they were finally on the ground.

Kay let go of the man and stepped back, taking a look at the area she found herself in. "Welcome to the underground, Lady."

She looked around at the Underground, noticing some of the people were looking at her oddly. "Thank you..."

 

[Kay-Larr]

Location:Bimmisaari
Objective: D
Allies:
Enemies: USS
Post:7/20

Kay looked up at the ceiling to see the hole that they fell through seal up. She wondered how many more entrance points were like that. The transport ride itself was dark and it was hard to tell just where it was that they fell through. No doubt that was the point.

She followed the stranger. "You can speak plainly and openly now. They won't be listening. I can't say that I have seen you before. Word is that the Republic have come to fight and there are battles going on not far from here. Are you with them?"

"In a way, yes. My name is Kay. I used to be a Senator for the Republic. Now I just help out when they ask. It's a long story. I saw in the book about a group called the Law Elders. Are they still around? Or are they dead?"

"Most are dead, but there are a few that are still alive. An infiltrator poisoned them. The Law Elders offer us hope, and hope can be a very dangerous thing." A young man walked over to the two and whispered into the stranger's ear. "It seems that someone wants an audience with you. Come." He led Kay down one of the corridors in the maze that was the Underground.

 

[Darth Ayra]

4/20 (blaze it)

Ella charged into the tower, lightsaber aloft and ready to dispense away the vile, when she was forced to pause. Lowering the weapon to the side, she stood among charging Bimms as the tower was raided. The holographic features of Jedi Master Mantic Dorn appeared, elaborating on a Sith Assassin attack. Before she could move to ask if her mentor and friend was okay, the hologram dissipated, interrupted by the USS. Obviously, comms were being jammed.

Forced with a decision between duty or helping Mantic, Ella decided on duty first, as she always would. Lifting her weapon up again, she charged into the tower.

 

[Tanith Alde]

Location: Orbit of Charros IV
Ship : Heavy Cruiser Silen's Lament
Objective C: Neutralize Hostile Fleet
Post: 1/20

It had been a week since Beckett was Re-commisioned to the front. He'd been placed once again in command of Battlefleet Crimson, once stationed at Carida. Now they were en route to Charros IV to support republic forces there, and eliminate the USS fleet. "Phase Jump on my Mark......Mark!" With his order gravity gripped at him as the ship launched into hyperspace.

Dropping out of hyperspace an hour later,Beckett gripped the rail on the catwalk overlooking the command deck as he surveyed the enemie's fleet. Some of the republic's fighter squadrons were already skirmishing with them, however Capital shops still weren't in effective range yet, so there was time to address the fleet. "Lieutenant, Open a channel to all ships, have them relay this message. " Wrath began as he gathered a deep breath before beginning "Times of war are upon us, We go to do our duty today, so that tomorrow our sons and daughters will not have to feel the call to war." He signaled for the Lieutenant to cut the transmission. It would only be a few more minutes before they reached effective weapon range. The siren's rang, signalling the transition from general alert to battle stations. Crew scurried about, each going to their assigned place, a grim, determined look on each of their faces. "Battle Sations! Launch the allert fighters, Smite at will" He ordered and the fleet moved , changing courses so that the heavier ships would provided a stronger frontal line while the more heavily armed but more voulnerable bombardment ships stayed back to begin launching their torpedo barrages upon the enemy. Today would be a Red Day, just as naval tradition demanded.

 

[Tanith Alde]

Location: Orbit of Charros IV
Ship : Heavy Cruiser Silen's Lament
Objective C: Neutralize Hostile Fleet
Post: 2/20

The two fleets collided, announced by the shrill whine of Turbolaser Batteries going off, the rumbling of concussion missiles impacting against shields and hull and the images of starfighteres ducking and diving in their intricate dance of death between the larger ships. "Their bombers are trying to flank us from the asteroid field, Relegate Baker and Charlie Squadrons to intercept. Gunnery crews focus fire on that Aggressor-Class , Someone get that karking fire on level 3 out. Rerout auxilliary power to the front deflector shields" Beckett ordered, trying to control the entire flow of battle at once. It was a daunting task at the best of times "Bring the Comet and the Basilisk up alongside us, we need overlapping archs of fire" With a hand gesture he dismissed the zoomed in hologram of the initial engagement, allowing him to return to his overall view of the battle. From the way things appeared, the fleets were evenly matched in number. He smirked. This would be all too easy

 

[Mantic Dorn]

Objective B
Post 17

As they moved through the narrow streets Mantic could not help but try and visualize the woman that had tried to kill him. [member="Safiriel Bane"] had given him something to think on. He had been ambushed by several assassins during his time as a Republic Knight, for one reason or the other the gruesome sith assassins kept coming at him.

One could have though that he would be more and more prepared, but instead for each attack it had been harder and harder for Mantic to resist the attempts on his life. Maybe it was all just a coincidence but he felt like he was in a never ending spiral toward failing himself.
And everywhere he saw the wicked threads woven by the hand of [member="Darth Ferus"]

He took a deep breath and almsot felt whimsy for a moment, waving for it a while he finally reached the shoulder of [member="James Mathison"] where he gained support enough to remain standing.

Suddenly a thought hit him.

Poison?

 

[Commander Lusk]

Location: Bimmisaari Capital
Objective: Take the capital
Allies: The Republic [member="James Mathison"] [member="Alena Reckar"]
Enemies: USS Forces
(10)

The enemy FOB was a good ten to fifteen kilometers away which meant that there was going to be a lot of fighting in order to get to it, and since the school zone was now clear they had a place for a resupply before moving on. Unfortunately Lusk and his brother had to keep moving, the company had to strike out at the FOB in order to swiftly end this battle.

So the plan was now that they had taken key areas through the city they would advance overhead in drop ships and cut the head off the snake then pincer the remaining parts of the city. Climbing their way up to the roof the company awaited the Dropships as they came in one by one and loaded them up. Lusk stepped into his with Siclet by his side and once all the ships were loaded they took off.

Flying casually over head Lusk simply waited inside the dark dropship that smelt of sweat and blood. He hated that smell, the smell of his brothers and sisters fighting the never ending battle for peace. It was a sacrifice but they were willing to make it so others could go on for them, and live free lives from beneath the boot of dictators.

 

[Mantic Dorn]

Objective B
Post 18

Mantic flinched as pain struck his belly. Something moved inside his veins and it had no good intentions. He tried to steady his breathing and recall what to do. Poison could be beaten, it could be driven out with the help of force healing.
He had no idea when this had happened, was it during the struggle with the assassin or had he missed something.

His blood started to pump faster and he suddenly came to an halt as his two armoured knees clashed with the dirt on the street. He grinned in pain and leaned forward to vomit.

[member="James Mathison"]

 

[Tanith Alde]

Location: Orbit of Charros IV
Ship : Heavy Cruiser Silen's Lament
Objective C: Neutralize Hostile Fleet
Post: 3/20

"Fire at will" He ordered, waving his hand out through the bridge in the time honored tradition of an attack order. He watched the turbolaser beams lance out from the various turrets of his ship's hull and imapct against the shields, and then the hull, of the enemy craft. "This, is how space junk is created' He chuckled, watching two of the nearby escort crafts launching their concussion missile barrages. The turbolasers of his heavy capital ship had worn down the shields of the enemy, allowing the escort's missiles to fly on through and wreck havoc on the exposed hull of the craft. The left half of his fleet was moving in to position, and had reached effective firing range, increasing the archs of fire, giving the enemy further worries. The point defense canons were making swift work of what few fighters they could spare, the battle was turning in their favor.

 

[Kay-Larr]

Location:Bimmisaari
Objective: D
Post:8/20

Kay followed the man through the maze. After a while she gave up trying to remember the path. They seemed to be going in circles. Perhaps that was done on purpose, just to confuse visitors and not allow their enemies to rediscover what they need to destroy. Soon she got used to people staring at her while they walked past and she no longer looked back.

Not long after, they seemed to have reached their destination. Kay stood there as she was checked over for weapons or wires. Only had satchel carried a blaster and that was removed. She sighed as her satchel was also kept away from her before she was escorted to a large room. It wasn't at the end of the corridor. No, this was in the middle. Perhaps the large door at the end was just there to fool intruders.

A half dozen figures stood in the room, crowding a few beds that were close together. Each turned to look at her as they entered the room. The Law Elders were a lot furrier than she had thought. One of them beckoned her over to them. "Welcome, my dear. And we thank you in advance for saving us."

Kay just raised a brow. Thank her in advance? What was it that she was supposed to do for them? "Uhh.....You're welcome.."