What's yours is Mines (Black Sun vs OS)

[Xis]

[SIZE=10.5pt]Kuat, birthplace of one of the finest Shipwrights in the entire galaxy. A planet now trapped in the clutches of the vile One Sith. While the One Sith was nothing but a festering corpse that is waiting to be buried. There were still those sith that clung to it beating the proverbial bantha, it would not be returning to life anytime soon and those Sith that remained were better off returning to their shadows. Yet here Kuat was still in the grasps of these despicable beings. The Black Sun were here now and planned to save Kuat from their oppressors. To save them from the injustice they had faced. The Black Sun would chase the One Sith away from the world and protect it from here on out offering their aid to Kuat and if not wanted they’d gladly leave with a small payout of course. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=10.5pt]Sitting in on the bridge of the[/SIZE] [SIZE=10.5pt]Fairwind,[/SIZE] [SIZE=10.5pt]Xis sipped at a glass containing Sapir tea. The sweet aroma of the tea filled the bridge but the Black Sun operatives kept their attention strictly on their stations.[/SIZE] [SIZE=10.5pt]Delicious.[/SIZE] [SIZE=10.5pt]Xis thought as he leaned back in the chair letting himself get comfortable and looked out the viewport at the tunnel of hyperspace. He found it calming and could stare at it for hours on end.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10.5pt]“Exiting hyperspace in thirty seconds.” [/SIZE] [SIZE=10.5pt]One of the officers on the bridge called back to Xis who simply took another sip of his tea letting the rich taste dance across his tongue before retreating down his throat.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10.5pt]Hand reaching down to a panel built into the chair Xis activated the com systems.[/SIZE] [SIZE=10.5pt]“Report to battle stations, infiltration team get to your vessels you’ll be launching along with our fighters.” [/SIZE][SIZE=10.5pt]It was a simple command and those aboard knew not to disobey. Those that disobeyed Xis often ended up vanishing. Smiling Xis watched the blue tunnel vanish and streaks become solid into the planet Kuat.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10.5pt]This mission would be a cake walk, Xis had been over the plans half a dozen times ensuring that everything had been made perfect. Anything less than perfect was a failure. The infiltration team would be shuttled down to the surface of Kuat where they would be tasked with attacking a One Sith compound raiding it for their weapons and gear. Whatever the Black Sun didn’t need would fetch a decent price on the black market. Their second objective was to blow it to high hell leaving nothing for the One Sith to come back to. Xis and those who accompanied him would be tasked with raiding the shipyards and “freeing” the workers held captive there.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10.5pt]Activating the holoprojector built into the console before his chair Xis began to send a message to the owner of Kuat Drive Yards.[/SIZE] [SIZE=10.5pt]“Miss [member="Lorelei Darke"] , a pleasure to make your acquaintance. I am Xis, and your savior. Me and my colleagues have come to free you and your world from the grasps of the Sith. Our methods may be questionable but I assure you the lives of yours and your facilities will come to no harm. Just ensure your employees get to somewhere safe while we do our jobs.”[/SIZE] [SIZE=10.5pt]Offering a smile at the end of the message Xis sent the message on its way.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10.5pt]This would be an interesting mission. Would Kuat move to stop the Black Sun or simply let them do as they willed it? Not like the company would be missing the Sith vessels. With a flick of a neatly manicured finger Xis activated the com.[/SIZE] [SIZE=10.5pt]“Operation is a go.” [/SIZE][SIZE=10.5pt]The[/SIZE] [SIZE=10.5pt]Fairwind[/SIZE] [SIZE=10.5pt]would begin moving towards the shipyards while 24[/SIZE] [SIZE=10.5pt]Reaper-class Starfighters[/SIZE] [SIZE=10.5pt]and 2[/SIZE] [SIZE=10.5pt]Mouse Lander[/SIZE] [SIZE=10.5pt]shuttles which would be heading to the surface of Kuat.[/SIZE]

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Spoiler: Objectives

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[SIZE=10.5pt]Those of the Black Sun we have two objectives.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10.5pt]Ground Objectives:[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10.5pt]A. Infiltrate One Sith facility.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10.5pt]B. Raid the facility for any weapons or gear that it holds.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10.5pt]C. Destroy the facility.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=10.5pt]Space Objectives:[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10.5pt]1. Board the Kuat Drive Yards shipyard array.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10.5pt]2. Ensure safety of Kuat Drive Yards employees.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10.5pt]3. Slave drive Sith ships together and make a getaway.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10.5pt][member="Marcus Itera"] [/SIZE] [SIZE=10.5pt][member="Thraxis"] [/SIZE] [SIZE=10.5pt][member="Flannigan Mcnash"][/SIZE]
[member="Hala Jast"]

 

[RC 212]

[member="Xis"]

Spoiler

[member="Anya Loma "][member="Dango Fess"] [member="Duncan Pierce"] [member="Joran Del-Finn"] [member="Lyth Meran"] [member="Nymeria Vizsla"] [member="Reen Lorgon"] [member="Thane Drexel"] [member="Vaulkhar"] [member="Revy"] [member="Ruby Senri"] [member="Xiarr Sair"] [member="Tiali Orazio"]

Space- Closing With the Yards

From the Darkness the Crimson Dragon erupted. They were farther away than the main fleet and going on the opposite side of the massive floating yards. Trickery and deception were Hala's prime elements, and trickery they would have today.

"All hands to stations. Helm where we at?"

"Closing in fast Cap'n."

Hala stood in her normal spot, right in the middle of the action with her thumbs tucked into her gunbelt. From here she could be nosy and peer into any screen on any station. Command and control, micro style.

Charlie her Corellian first mate was flying second pilot to Reen, whom she trusted at the controls of the vessel more than anybody else in the verse. Vaulkhar was somewhere around, having been identified as her second Mate he was most likely gearing up, or on his own vessel escorting. She never really knew with that guy.

"Charlie full burn and monitor power levels. Reen you take controls to manual from here."

"Aye Cap'n. Switching now. She's all you Mr. Lorgon."

"Weapons up and armed, get shields to the fore and switch transponder to Red Dart."

"Aye Cap'n! Switching!" Drexal called.

Another hot headed Correllian youth, and a hell of a systems specialist.

"When we get in closer we'll drop decoys and open a distress beacon. Make it look like we're being chased. Hail Xis on a secure channel, inform him we have Kickoff!"

 

[Flannigan Mcnash]

Like The Good Ol' Days​

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[video]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cUR8VL2yobI[/video]​

He entered the transport with a metallic 'THUMP' all angles all sharp inclines and declines wrapped in metal, coated with a garish coat studded in gold trim, whether it was real or cheap imitation was up for debate. "Start." it rasped to the neighbouring pilot its head bobbing along the surrounding people, removing a cigar the size of a babies arm, brackish grey smoke floated up and out of the stub coalescing in small pockets of smoke that drifted lazily above the cyborg, giving him an almost grey outline. He lit it and held it between his finger's pointing it haphazardly at the neighbouring crew, [member="Thraxis"], and [member="Cadan Tazi"], giving the two aliens the once over and letting out a soft rumbling chuckle.

"Who'd have thought, after all this we're right back where we started. It brings me back. Remember the Ravens, such nice people what happened to them again?" he brought up the comlink to the side of his head, hovering it just centimetres away from the flat of his head. "Mis, do you read me?" he said grating into the link to [member="Xis"]. "My crew are ready, what's the status on its defences?"

"Hey Cadan." he snapped his finger's towards him with a metallic 'CLICK' "Make sure you're not spice out of your mind Cadan, we've got a job to do or did you forget." looking down at [member="Cadan Tazi"], and most certainly talking down to the blue alien. "[member="Thraxis"], you good to go? We could face heavy hitting sabre wavers down there, and I'm not too fond of getting hit with their meter long glow stick. So be prepared."

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[member="Xis"], [member="Hala Jast"], [member="Thraxis"], [member="Cadan Tazi"]​

 

[Cadan Tazi]

Cadan had just stumbled out of his chambers, hastily thrown on his armour. The night before was a blur to him and although he hadn't had a hit of spice this morning, he had had plenty the night before to keep him going through the day. Cadan was armed to the teath and ready for anything. His right robotic arm held a wrist-mounted flame projecter, on his left arm was a MM9 rocket system. As always, attached to his thigh was a DL-18 blaster pistol, and he carried a Raven Guass Rifle across his back.

Now Cadan stood infront of his boss and longtime friend, swaying side to side, concentrating on keeping himself upright. "I ain't forget that we gots a job to-do boss. But I can't guarntee that I is sober." The Duros slurred his words, his breathe smelling of stale flesh and alcohol.

Cadan slowly reached into the pocket of his old trench coat and produced a flask of whiskey took a sip and offered some to both Flannigan and Thraxis. "Cheers to the Ravens aye boss?" Cadan, still groggy from the night before look the Thaxis and whispered. "We is workin' for them again ain't we?" He had heard Flannigan say there name and just assumed that they were working for them again.

[member="Flannigan Mcnash"] [member="Hala Jast"] [member="Xis"]

 

[Thraxis]

"Ravens? Oh right.... the faction we stabbed in the back..." Thraxis mumbled, slowly his fingers clasped around the base of his helmet, locking it into the rest of his armor. He laid back, his fingers running over his belt checking he had all his armaments, "Okay... there's the knife... yep those are the Pistolas...." he said as he finished off checking up, all before looking to his duffel bag for the piece of resistance. The Demp. Slowly Thraxis started to relax into the ceiling chair he hooked up to the top part of the ship with a mixture of gum, blue tac and a solid slather of Duck Tape. Though the fixture done nothing of use, any time a little bit of momentum was gained, the chair went flying back, constantly forcing Thraxis into a ball and roll.

Thraxis heard his name mentioned, his attention focusing onto Flannigan, "Yeah, got it all ready. Dunno why we need to be prepared for some glow sticks, but if we get to go in guns a blazing. Well I ain't one to complain." he said in response, slowly relaxing as he went back to checking up on his gear, his fingers wrapped around a small duster, checking for any dirt or grime that could be left festering in the cracks.

"I really dunno. If I am being totally honest, I ain't sure who I am working for at any given time." Thraxis whispered in response, all the while the stench of alcohol lacing his breath as it met at odds with Cadan's spiced up breath.
[member="Flannigan Mcnash"] [member="Cadan Tazi"]
[member="Xis"] [member="Hala Jast"]

 

[Vaulkhar]

Crew of the Crimson Dragon
Allies: [member="Drogh"] | [member="Gray"] | [member="Abbey Ainsley"]
Enemies: The One Sith

Hala was usually right to assume she generally had no idea what Vaulkhar was doing. No one did.

Currently, the young man stood upon the Vaganond as it flew through space. With a suit around him to keep him safe from the dangers of space and magnetic equipment to keep him attached to the ship, he stood, waiting for the Vagabond to make entry into the atmosphere. This was a test of his own, to see if he could utilize the force to protect him from the entry. It can be done, as it's been done in the past. He's seen and experienced it from members of the One Sith. So it was time to put it to the test. If the Dragon was going to act as an entry point for the forces of the Black Sun, he was required to be there as a second mate to Hala. But more importantly than that, were his three apprentices.

Originally, he only had the intention of keeping two. His desire for three came only due to a vision within the force, which convinced him to take a third. Much like his own master did. Nearby the Vagabond, his own crew's ship, the Crimson Dragon moved through space nearby, being piloted by Reen Logan most likely. Within the ship, his three apprentices were hopefully being prepared for the coming battle. The One Sith were strong, while they were only a husk of their former glory, they are still strong in numbers. And numbers bring power. He could only hope this job did not go wrong, for any of his apprentices.

 

[Darth Abyss]

Kuat was one of the worlds that still rested in the cold, dead hands of the one sith. A taunt to all those who thought that the empire was already at its knees while it was maybe stumbling but still standing. While the organisation itself might was slowly cut into pieces from the inside, the worlds it controlled still remained heavily defended.

"Lords Abyss, enemy ships have entered the orbit around the planet. Our scans suggest that they belong to some kind of criminal organisation. Yet we can't say for sure."

Abyss turned to the communication officer that had taken place in front of a large computer, reading and analysing the first few bits of Intel that made it to the ground. Behind his mask his expression turned dark. First they lost their capital, they had been humiliated and crushed by the crusade, and on Mindabaal the sith once again fell to infighting, costing most of Abyss man, his lightsaber and his right leg. Now even criminals felt strong enough to attack them.

"Secure the facility. We will make them pay ... with blood."

From the small holes in his mask the yellow glow of his irises became more obvious as his eyes widened. Somewhere almost close he could feel something. A presence he knew. It was to far away to say who it really was, but Abyss knew that one or another enemy of his was on his way to the surface.

"Command the man to gather as many civilians as possible. Give them weapons, but nothing that could be dangerous to us. Then kill as many as needed to make them realize that their death is inevitable if they do not fight for us. If they want to see Kuat fall, then Kuat will fall."

A single dark laugh left the lungs of the acolyte as he slowly stepped outside, watching as the soldiers emerged into the city.

[member="Vaulkhar"] [member="Thraxis"] [member="Cadan Tazi"] [member="Flannigan Mcnash"] [member="Hala Jast"] [member="Xis"]

 

[Xis]

Everything was falling into place, as the shuttles were launched away from the ship and heading down to the surface guarded by the Starfighters. Rising from his seat Xis left the command bridge with one command. “Proceed to dock with the shipyards, and activate the droids in the cargo bay. They will be joining me in this endeavor.” The halls of the Fairwind were cramped as not only Black Sun but droids ran to and fro preparing for the battle. None bumped into Xis, no they made way around him. Com chirping Xis was given a report that the Crimson Dragons were in position on the opposite side of the shipyard. Good. “Tell Hala and her crew to continue as they are. They are free to do as they wish and take whatever they want as payment for their help in this endeavor.” The Black Sun could’ve possibly pulled off the job without the Crimson Dragons but why take all the risk when there were perfectly good meat shields in the galaxy.

With a sigh Xis entered his personal chambers and began donning the BSGA armor, not beskar or phrik like a majority of the galaxy seemed to prefer but it would serve him well. Not even a second after dawning the helmet the raspy voice of [member="Flannigan Mcnash"] came over the coms. At least Xis knew they were operational. Xis had heard rumors and tales of the exploits by Flannigan and his crew, their involvement with the Red Raven’s, The Hutt’s, and as the Jackels. They were an anomaly to Xis, a possible liability. Very few had been involved with so many criminal entities and survived. “The defenses are of no consequence, I have faith in you and your crew. Plus, I have a gift I think you’ll like on the second shuttle.” With that Xis cut the com link a ghost of a smile on his face. What he had said about faith had been a lie, one could only rely on themselves. But on the shuttle with Flannigan would be ten Warbeast droids, and eleven War droids. The wardroids would be equipped with Sonic Shotguns, and Victory carbines. The amount of digging through Black Sun manifests Xis had to do paid off in full. On the second shuttle was the present Xis had mentioned. A pair of pod joins had been attached to the shuttle and inside it a Hammer Walker was waiting for them.

“Docking with shipyard commencing.” The intercom said signaling it was time for Xis to go.

Exiting his chambers with a smooth motion, exuding calm in the force he attached a lightsaber to his hip. Behind the Falleen four engineers formed up and behind them 30 wardroids of his own that would be infiltrating the shipyards. There were more being held in reserve but no point wasting them just yet. Before Xis the doors to the gangway opened revealing the interior of the shipyards.

[member="Abyss"] [member="Vaulkhar"] [member="Thraxis"] [member="Cadan Tazi"] [member="Cadan Tazi"] [member="Flannigan Mcnash"] [member="Hala Jast"]

 

[Jessica Med-Beq]

OOC thread

Location: Space (closing in on the yards)

For a while Jessica would think that the Kuat episode is behind her. Using the company's demonstrators, she had a hypervelocity gun kit mounted inside an AT-AT barge that barely fits the interior of the ship. But the more dark desires deep within her wanted to actually steal something more than just schematics from her former employer. Upon hearing that the Black Sun was active again, she jumped at the gun, wanting to make her revenge go full circle. At the time of her firing, she just wasn't important enough to KDY to actually get Lorelei to take on her case personally, but she will refrain from talking about how KDY lost several clients in the bulk freight market since then. She might want to get the slicing started once the higher-ups have received their message. She opened a comm channel to [member="Lorelei Darke"], hopefully there would be a response, with her helmet on (that she didn't wear when the original raid occured, on the planetary government's dime):

"Greetings, sovereign of Kuat. Ringovinda StarYards wishes to open negotiations regarding reparations for a past raid on Kuat. You probably know about the Egroeg and the Sacul adjustable drydocks. If not, any drydock the last raid caused KDY to lose to Mandalorian hands may be replaced using these drydocks. They can fly through hyperspace and adjust in seconds to a different ship being serviced or built in it. As a bonus we would like to demonstrate a new model of hypervelocity gun, a 380mm/50 capable of firing a 1-ton explosive projectile"

She then opens a channel to [member="Hala Jast"] and the Crimson Dragon using a secure channel pertaining to her part of the plan in space:

"Greetings, Black Sun operatives. Let me tell you a few things about why I'm here for: slicing in an attempt to steal some schematics and removing some other schematics from their databases. I used to work there but engineering disputes caused me to be fired from that place. I'll provide you with a plan of the place. But be careful: if we trigger the anti-slicing EMP, their computing infrastructure will be disabled for 6-8 weeks"

Spoiler

[member="Reen Lorgon"] [member="Hala Jast"] [member="Summer Sovereign"] [member="Xis"]

 

[Darth Banshee]

Enemy:[member="Xis"] [member="Jessica Med-Beq"] [member="Xis"] [member="Vaulkhar"]
Allies: The Latest to be Knighted by the One Sith [member="Abyss"] Congrats
Equipment: War Armour, Banshee Saberstaff, Sith Amulet and personal shield
Location: Space shipyard

Darth Banshee was taking a tour of the Kraut facility, when the alarms went off. The place was under attack, she head stright to the main thrust of the attack. A ship was forcing a docking procedure, her and sith soldiers ran towards the area. Her job was to cut down, the leader of this expedition. She was stunned to find out it was The Black Suns, she had helped them in the past, but they appear nothing more than vultures as the sith where trying to reorganise themselves.

She saw him come out with many wardroids, and then her troops opened fire at them. She put her hand out, as signalled them to stop. She then glanced at the leader who came with them, it was Fallen. A reptilian species which produced a pheromone, that made quite attractive to opposite gender. She was not susceptible to it, as she was using rebreather in sealed suit. She looked at him and said, You have one chance run now, or else I will sell you into slavery! She then lit up her crimson red saber staff, and studied his body. She feeling him through the force, working out his weakness and strengths. He was strong force and well trained, but this did not deter her, she was going to send him packing, or sell his hide. She stood her ground waiting for his next move, her soldier where weary of not firing at him, but as far as she was concerned he was hers to kill.

 

[Flannigan Mcnash]

Attack Of The Metal Men​

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[video]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=51ybp_YFo7I[/video]​

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The light patter of cannon fire spiralled up and towards the transport, dispersing over the shield in pockets of white light, the pilots droning percentages as the power was drawn away from the shields and towards the engines. "Shields at 80 percent, 60 percent!" they floated there for what seemed an eternity hovering as the world was bathed in balls of lazier fire, it was as if a great eye was held open a breath away from oblivion for the pirates. It blinked, they landed scorch marks and smoke covering the hull of the ship as they drew too close for any of the more orbitally inclined weapons to fire upon them.

"This is Flannigan Mcnash, here to tell you what's up.." he said into the open com leaving the transport, the doors folding out in a breath of air and slight squeal of gears now forced open to reveal himself, [member="Thraxis"], [member="Cadan Tazi"]. "You bring your best guy out here, and I'll break him in half not everyone needs to die. We want some to sell into slavery." he turned to [member="Cadan Tazi"], letting out a low chuckle bringing his cigar level to the Duros head. "Take a pull for luck, they'll need all they can get."

'THUD' the solid thud of metallic feet as Warbeast Droids, and War Droids, exited the craft howling their metallic cries, so it went something like this 'beep-bob-boop!'. "When did we get those." he turned to [member="Thraxis"], shrugging massive shoulder's as he felt the grip of his vibro sword. "I like em, Thraxis take them up ahead and start doing some damage, you too Cadan. I'm on a smoke break."

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[member="Xis"], [member="Hala Jast"], [member="Thraxis"], [member="Cadan Tazi"], [member="Darth Abyss"], [member="Vaulkhar"], [member="Jessica Med-Beq"], [member="Darth Banshee"]​

 

[Thraxis]

Thraxis sat their, watching as slowly the shields went further and further down as they descended onto the planet surface of Kuat, Thraxis fingers wrapping back and fourth, curling inside themselves as he readied himself for combat, a full frontal assault had been a long forgotten experience, the pitter patter of light against the Shields as a calmness only found in war rushed over him, a quiet laughter echoing from his mask as he fell back into his chair, looking to Cadan and Flannigan, it was like the Cartel all over again, except not because they were with the Black Sun Syndicate.

He listened as Flannigan gave out his demands, they seemed reasonable enough, either half of them died or all of them. The difference in the end was really nothing. Whether it be half or all, they would have blood on their hands. And in the end, that's all that really mattered.

Then came the howls, that sounded similar to how Flanngian snored, a beep-bop-boop in nature. Looking towards the diabolical droid commander, "I mean, I think they were just hanging in the back.." Thraxis said in reply as he started his march, ahead of the pack, first blood was going to be his to take, listening as Flannigans voice became a quiet whisper in the distance as slowly got further away, Looking for any sign of resistance, he wanted to claim a Sith's head this day. Whether it be a Knight of Lord, it didn't matter. As long as it wasn't some Acolyte.
[member="Xis"] [member="Hala Jast"] [member="Cadan Tazi"] [member="Darth Abyss"]
[member="Vaulkhar"] [member="Jessica Med-Beq"] [member="Darth Banshee"]
[member="Flannigan Mcnash"]

 

[Thraxis]

Ignore, Double Posted

 

[Xis]

Not even a minute after stepping out into the cast hallway Xis and his droids were attacked. The war droids were obviously built far sturdier than what had been expected as the blasterbolts pinged off them harmlessly. Xis didn’t even have to move to defend himself a droid willingly walked before the blaster bolts to protect its master. They were so much more useful than sentients. They knew no fear, they wouldn’t let blasterbolts, explosions nor whatever else the Sith threw at them stop them from doing their job. They were also completely under Xis’ control. The exchange was short and just as quickly as it had started it had stopped some arrogant Sith at the lead.

Rolling his eyes Xis nodded his head to the droids there were no words issued as Xis used the force to communicate the commands to all thirty of them. Their task was to escort the engineers and get them to two locations, one set of dry docks where the ships going through repairs would be located and the other the military station where the more functional ships would be held. The droids were each equipped with a small surprise just in case the engineers failed. All of them left and with a thought Xis reached out to the computer system that controlled the corridors. IT was almost as if the machines spoke to him. Going out of their way to carry out his orders and with a click the corridor behind him and where the droids had went sealed shut with a sense of finality. Behind the Sith another would shut trapping the soldiers and then another right behind her to separate the Sith from her soldiers leaving them trapped.

“I really didn’t want to get my hands dirty so early. Especially not stained with the blood of a filthy sith pretender.” Xis said not yet reaching for his saber. Xis was as much of a Sith as anyone that followed that pitiful code. He didn’t let it restrain him, hold him back. No Xis had found power on his own without any code to guide him. “You speak such big threats for one so small, come. I do not fear you but by the end you will fear me. If you’re not dead.” Hands spreading out to his sides Xis displayed his core leaving it wide open to attack.

AS for the woman who had showed up saying she was aiding in their endeavor Xis simply gave her the ok to do as she wished. The stealing of ship blueprints wasn't for him nor did he care if he wanted blueprints he'd create them himself. But she'd possibly come in handy in the future.

[member="Flannigan Mcnash"] [member="Thraxis"] [member="Darth Banshee"] [member="Jessica Med-Beq"] [member="Darth Abyss"] [member="Vaulkhar"]

 

[Darth Abyss]

On the surface of Kuat hell had been let lose. Soldiers dragging and pushing man and woman, some to young to be part of any real army, trough the street, firing in the crowd every once in while. Many tired to run, and some even managed to evade death by the blasters the one sitj troops were wielding. They didn't mattered anyway, there were still enough left to serve as a makeshift shield against the enemies that entered the atmosphere of the planet.

"Lord Abyss, we have rallied many, but even more a leaving the city."

Abyss turned to the communication officer who's name he had forgotten once more. There was no anger un his face, only dedication.

"Let them run. We have more than enough to do what I planned. Now send a message to the soldiers."

As he spoke the man was already getting to work on the com station in front of him, ready to send the siths words to any one sith soldier in the city. The officer gave a nod to Abyss to signal him that he could speak.

"Brothers and sisters, it is time to let Kuat burn. I command you to take over any docking bay, any landing platform in the city. Send every ship there into orbit and make sure to overload any generators on board. Lets show them that we are not dead yet ...'

Abyss stepped away from the device, once again stepping outside to watch how the events would unfold.
Only minutes after the message had been send the first civil ships were already taking of on their last mission. Some exploded while still inside the atmosphere, raining fire and metal above the city. It would be a glorious day.

[member="Xis"] [member="Thraxis"] [member="Flannigan Mcnash"] [member="Darth Banshee"] [member="Jessica Med-Beq"] [member="Vaulkhar"] [member="Cadan Tazi"] [member="Hala Jast"]

 

[Drogh]

Allies: Vaulkhar.http://starwarsrp.net/user/9269-vaulkhar/http://starwarsrp.net/user/9269-vaulkhar/| Gray | Abbey Ainsley
Enemies: The One Sith
He found him self waiting in the ship know as "Crimsion Dragon" not a very creative name but that didn't really matter as of late. He wasn't told much but what he did know is that Drogh along with any of the other idiots who had been forced into the mess would fight the One Sith. Funny he had intentions of joining the One Sith, sadly that was not his fate. He was sealed when he became the appretince to this Vaulkhar. Which he didn't like, he had no eyes but rather saw with the force, he found him self being watched all the time, or atleast he felt as if he was. He hated the feeling of it and had fanasited of taking the eyes out of the mans head, along with his brain. He didn't feel the need to make any plans, he wasn't going to be calling the shots. All he was focused on was not getting killed by anyone. He was going up some rather powerful Sith, and he had not the likes to fight against many of them. Instead he would relie on his abilties to fight indirectly, thinking outside the box and hoping to avoid combat when he can.

Perhaps he would never the shuttle if given the chance. Yet he gazed on outside those windows, staring with empty eyes at the even more hollow void of space.

(hope dis k)

 

[Abelain Narv'uk]

Location: Space
Allies: [member="Darth Abyss"] | [member="Darth Banshee"]
Enemies: [member="Drogh"] | [member="Xis"] | [member="Thraxis"] | [member="Flannigan Mcnash"] | [member="Cadan Tazi"] | [member="Hala Jast"] | [member="Jessica Med-Beq"] | @Vaulkhar

The gentle calm of the void suddenly exploded into a brilliant blue. Out of that swirling storm of energy lashed out a metallic warship covered in the darkening scars of past battles, and beset with enough gun batteries to frighten even the greatest of capital vessels. The Paladin was filled to the brim with activity as soldiers and officers prepared for the inevitable, and gunners calibrated their weapons to hammer into an enemy ship remarked to be far larger than their own. The ship had been sailing through the stars in the general direction of Kuat at the behest of it's commander, and the calls for alarm that had traveled from the dockyards into the depths of space had been received with relative ease. It was almost as if though the enemy were inviting the challenge of battle, but Abelain knew that they would soon live to regret their arrogance. The battleship maneuvered through the empty blackness directly opposite of the encroaching Fairwind, using it as a shield to prevent any immediate enemy firepower. It was true that they could easily rend through the station, and challenge the Paladin, but the Arue'tii sincerely doubted that his opponents would pass up the opportunity to pillage.

There were no inspiring speeches as the Hammer and their lesser compatriots lined up into the mass of dropships. There were no salutations given to the valorous units as they marched into the flying metal cages. Orders were spoken with hushed and excited whispers as the supersoldiers were separated from view of their commander. They thought that he couldn't hear them, but as Abelain leaned over the metallic railing overlooking the hangar, he saw the same emotions that he had seen in previous observations; excitement and pleasure. The supersoldiers hadn't been given a suitable target for many weeks, and the loss of Coruscant had stricken a harsh blow to morale. Skirmishes with the occasional anarchist regime had managed to keep the regiment from completely revolting, but they truly needed the rush of adrenaline to keep them in line. They did not serve under any impression of duty, and any impression of such a thing had been removed when they had been harshly birthed into their current renditions. These soldiers had watched as unknown doctors pumped their bodies full of strange chemicals, and promised either glory or death. They had watched as their friends writhed upon the ground in horrific pain, and afterwards they had dealt with the changes to their own bodies.

They were called the Paladin's Hammer for a reason.

"Commander, the ships are ready to launch on your order." His most trusted officer spoke to him as his eyes scanned the clearing hangar. "Splendid. Bridge me through to the planet." His voice was soft, but it carried the same tones of anticipation that had penetrated his troops. It was true that the Arue'tii had faintly missed the carnal passions that arose with the threat of war. Lt. Stall delivered a series of technical terms of into his commlink, and then gave a nod to Abelain to indicate that they were ready to receive. His voice would carry downwards to the planet and it's defenders, "I am Abelain Narv'uk, Knight of the One Sith. I have come to aid you in the defense of this place, and in the evacuation of the innocent." It was true that he wished no harm to fall upon the many civilians that inhabited the planet, but he would feel little remorse if they were caught within the crossfire. Escalation waited for no one. "We shall be departing our vessel soon. Please, do give us the coordinates of our enemies."

 

[Vaulkhar]

Location: Currently Breaking through the Atmosphere of Kuat
Allies: [member="Drogh"] | [member="Xis"] | [member="Gray"] | [member="Abbey Ainsley"] | Hala Jast
Enemies: One Sith - @Abyss
Theme: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X4bgXH3sJ2Q

Vaulkhar could feel the heat and intensity as his ship broke through the atmosphere of Kuat, but unlike usual, he stood upon the ship. Everything around him burned, he could feel the tears escaping his gaze and basically burn up. If it weren't for the suit he wore he'd likely be ripped free from the vessel itself and burned to a crisp within the atmosphere. But Vaulkhar waited patiently, utilizing the force to help regulate his body and keep himself from feeling pain beyond a small portion of what was expected. The Vagabond continued it's descent, dodging around the various shuttle that were flying upwards away from the planet. He could not say he was surprised it was being evacuated considering the attack upon the planet.

What he could say he was surprised about though, was the sudden explosions behind him.

The extinguishing of life in mass became apparent to him as the fiery pain of death burst out behind him in droves. Metal, bodies, and fire exploded and rained down around him. It was quite the scene, one he was not prepared for. And just as it began, Vaulkhar leaped from the ship and began his free fall. Stripping the helmet of the suit from himself, Vaulkhar could feel the wind whistling past him as he went to a straight dive towards the planet of Kuat. Pulling the force about him until it blanketed his skin, he began to expand it around him until eventually there was an explosion with him at it's source. The various and rather deadly shards of metal that once flew towards him were repulsed as he simply pushed them away.

Three hundred feet to go and Vaulkhar could barely breath. The fall had begun to tear away his oxygen, but there was still enough there to give him the necessary amount to simply remain conscious. He could see his target now, where the shuttles were being sent off from. Changing his trajectory with the aid of his suit, he continued. Two hundred feet and he had finally been noticed. As blaster fire was sent his way, he simply avoided it by sheer luck or the force bubble built up around himself. As the ground and the people below began to grow large, the smirk upon Vaulkhar's face only grew wider. One hundred feet and counting was when time seemed to slow to him. The suit along with the amount of force energy he used to slow himself managed to slow his descent to a momentarily stop before it once more started up again.

The last thirty feet were destructive for the small shipyard.

Vaulkhar landed and the force quite literally exploded out from around him, sending nearby civilians and droids alike spinning through the air, away from his. His orange lightsaber burst from it's hilt and he charged forward, exploding into a fury of violence and death as droid and man alike were slaughtered by the rampaging warrior. He had but one mission, find the man leading the defense and kill him. And as he picked up on a rather familiar feeling within the force, his smile became a wide, toothy grin as he cut down yet another innocent. It was Abyss.

Turning away from the ship yard, he went into a dash, his body's speed enhanced as he charged off in the direction of his past and current adversary.

 

[Darth Abyss]

Since the battle had begun Abyss had felt a familiar presence, but one he could not really place. He only knew that it was fueling his passion more than anything else that had happened today. Neither the blood on his hands nor the possibility of losing Kuat to a band of pirates and criminals really fazed him, his most innermost thought where focused on the presence and the presence only.

It was like a door had been pushed open, suddenly he could feel the presence closer and clear than before. Whoever it was had set foot on the surface of the planet. Still the question who exactly it had just entered the battle kept his mind occupied. Even the anger and passion that had build up inside him felt more familiar than normally, what meant that the presence could only belong to one of two men. As he continued the thought he realized that Darth Ferus would never work with a band of criminals, not when he could simply raise the dead to serve as his army.

It was almost funny. Abyss didn't even knew the name of the man had crippled him on mindabaal, but still he hated him with every part of his being. He knew it would be unwise to leave the defense of Kuats surface to someone else, but as a sith he was not above the simple and raw desire for revenge. He activated his com, sending a message to the trusty officer who had served him well in many battles. One day he would might even learn his name if he would survive that long.

"Officer K .... Officer, you are now commanding the defense of Kuats surface."

With this words Abyss made his way towards the city, hoping that the force would lead him to the fight he was looking for. The last time had already been injured and exhausted by his fight against the dark lord. And he had been weak, but a lot had changed since then. Abyss knew that the day he would be named knight by his master was close.

[member="Vaulkhar"]

 

[Darth Banshee]

Enemy: [member="Xis"] [member="Jessica Med-Beq"] [member="Vaulkhar"] [member="Drogh"] @Thraxis
Allies: [member="Darth Abyss"] [member="Abelain Narv'uk"]
Equipment: War Armour, Banshee Saberstaff, Sith Amulet and personal shield
Location: Space shipyard

Darth Banshee listened to him in stoney silence, Well this is where the fun starts, she thought to herself. As he finished he left obvious opening to his core, she was no fool and guessed he planned for her to attack him there. She decide to oblige him, though she did trick up her own sleeve. She lit up her lightsaber, as she did she could feel the warm glow of her crimson blade. She charged towards him at speed, but not force speed. She was still sensing his body through the force, and she was preparing her attack. She was not going to use any standard attack, she expect him to be ready for attack on torsue. She was going to get close enough, and hit him with force protection bubble. The attack would give him knock him back, whilst protecting her from what ever he had planned. She got closer, and soon would be ready to strike.