Where It Is Green | CA Dominion of Avidich

[Malicar]

Where It Is Green​

Objective 1​

THE MINES​

The Intergalactic Mining Conglomerate is strip mining the mountainsides of Avidich. Shut down the mining operations of the IMC in the mountains. ​

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Objective 2​

THE LANDING ZONE​

Without a proper spaceport, the Intergalactic Mining Conglomerate has set up a large landing zone in a massive clearing on Avidich. Assault their landing zone, preventing the reinforcement of their gunships to other locations on the planet.​

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Objective 3​

THE HEADQUARTERS​

There is a need for vital intelligence from the IMC Headquarters. Obtain IMC classified information from HQ and disrupt IMC Headquarters Command, Control, and Communications (C3). Be careful not to further damage the water supply it sits on—the lichen plants must remain intact. ​

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Objective 4​

SLAY THE BEASTS​

Mysterious beasts that are not native to Avidich are preying on Chiss villagers. Investigate the local villages, find out what creatures are terrorizing the villagers and kill them.​

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Objective 5​

BRING YOUR OWN OBJECTIVE​

Complete your own objective.​

Avidich. The planet is often overlooked as backwater lichen planet in the possession of the Chiss Ascendancy. Besides the edible lichen that provides sustenance for the Chiss Ascendancy, there are beautiful vistas to be found among its massive, spanning mountain ranges. Adivich also has a strategic significance—it is bordering Csilla, the capital of the Chiss Ascedancy. Besides a smattering of Chiss villages comprised of farmers and local miners, the Chiss Ascedancy has ignored the planet. However, this has changed with reports of the Intergalactic Mining Conglomerate (IMC) strip mining that planet. When villagers communicated this some time ago, nothing was done about it. The lack of response has emboldened the IMC and they now gear up to repel any feeble assault that might be mounted on the villagers behalf. But the IMC underestimated the Chiss Ascendancy and with new leadership, this situation was addressed. The Chiss Expansionary Intelligence Division has been operating on Avidich in secret, gathering information, tactical data, and evaluating the threat assessment. With the information they need to act, the renewed Chiss Ascendancy has chosen to act…

 

[Malicar]

Objective 3​

THE HEADQUARTERS​

There is a need for vital intelligence from the IMC Headquarters. Obtain IMC classified information from HQ and disrupt IMC Headquarters Command, Control, and Communications (C3). Be careful not to further damage the water supply it sits on—the lichen plants must remain intact.​

Once clear of the thick gray clouds, the Intergalactic Mining Conglomerate supply shuttle immediately to the mountaintops of this particular Avidich Mountain Range. The pilot had to climb quickly to keep from careening into the mountainside that faced the shuttle as soon as visibility came back. Maneuvering deftly on the predetermined course that the shuttle had followed dozens of times, the starship finally came to IMC Headquarters nestled atop one of the sprawling mountains. The structure had been here for some time, once a CEDF Outpost, but long ago abandoned when the forces no longer were stationed on Avidich any longer.

The shuttle slowed as it came to the landing pad on the southeast corner of the structure. Gently, the craft lighted down on the pad. Steam billowed in protest as the hydraulics were triggered after massive temperature changes. The cargo bay door slowly opened to the pad and a trio of humanoids strode down the ramp. Coming out first was a human female, dressed in the trappings of an IMC pilot. Flanking her to each side were a pair of humanoids dressed in environmental suits carrying bags of equipment. Often, the IMC employed different species to help with their mining operations and many did not breath the air that was beneficial to humans. The Faces of the two green-skinned humanoids could be seen through the glass with the entire eye having a glistening black look to them.

What the team of IMC sentries did not know was that this particular shuttle was stolen by the Chiss Expansionary Intelligence Division (CEID) two weeks ago. Surveillance had been authorized on the comings and goings of the IMC, so weeks of surveillance produced results in the form of supply depots that frequently were stops for supply shuttles outbound for Avidich. With the exchanging of credits and the greasing of palms, information was given about this shuttle coming from Ord Mantell. Underworld contacts on Ord Mantell “detained” the pilot and stole his entire load bound for Avidich. In exchange, House Vesnam asked for the shuttle.

The three humanoids that just arrived at the IMC Headquarters were indeed a trio of CEID agents and they were the first of many incursions that would occur on Avidich this day. The planet of Avidich would be ignored no longer…

[member="Lone Wolf"]
[member="Lost Hero"]

 

[Matt the Radar Tech]

UNKNOWN REGIONS

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Above planet Avidich; Avidich System.​

Objective X: Provide system-wide security against any reinforcements.​

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The Vesci appeared in-system, personal flagship of Admiral Mitth'orn'eruod, commander of the Second Fleet of the CEDF. There had been thorough intelligence reports of strip mining by a conglomerate in the Avidich System, followed by concerning indications of possible contamination and damage to the naturally growing lichen on the planet surface. Given that the Ascendancy relied on that particular commodity as a ready food source, it meant a more direct response was needed. As a result, the Defense Hierarchy had been quick to rally a fleet to engage with the mining conglomerate, to remove them, and to gain influence of the system. The force the Admiral commanded was considerable, perhaps even overkill, but he would rather be prepared for the unexpected than be left wanting...

"There are no unknown vessels in the system, Admiral," The bridge crewman said, from the nearby control panel he manned. "Initial scans indicate several corvettes, two frigates and other support shuttles on planet and in low orbit."

"Move toward the planet," Mitth'orn'eruod said, as he turned to look back out at the distant planet, noting the large mass of mottled green. He supposed it was the lichen fields. "Open communications with the fleet."

There was a pause, followed by a confirmation from communications, as the transmission was beamed to all vessels under the Admiral's command.

"This is Admiral Mitth'orn'eruod, as of now we are acting in a supportive role for ground forces," The Chiss said, his voice low, his crimson eyes bright. He stared at the distant planet. "Our main concern is to maintain superiority above the planet, to stop any mining conglomerate aligned vessels from escaping, and to ensure any reinforcements from the tresspassing element are stricken upon arrival in-system."

Glancing down to the screens before him, Mitth'orn'eruod noted that the marine corps vessels were beginning to launch, as an update appeared on his bridge screens from his flight control officer...

"Flight Control, launch all starfighters and have them provide air support for any marine command requests," Mitth'orn'eruod turned his attention to the CSD G'enraszert, the newly appointed Interdictor-class Star Destroyer. "I want the interdiction field activated in-system, I want no surprises coming out of hyperspace on our positions. Additionally, move Talon Three join our formation, positioning the Vesci between the planet and themselves. The Corvettes will be on the outer edge of the formation, guarding the carrier from the flanks."

Mitth'orn'eruod waited, listening as the bridge was filled with officer's voices, each relaying orders to the respective locations required. The Admiral's people were the best, highly trained and efficient, able to operate quickly and precisely. So far no officer under Mitth'orn'eruod's direct command had let him down, and he aimed to keep it that way.

"Sensor crews, I want routine sweeps made of the system, including in the planets shadow," Mitth'orn'eruod said finally, as he looked out at Avidich, crimson eyes narrowed. "Redirect fighters for the purpose if you must, but I will not tolerate any blackouts in my awareness of this region. Have all vessels enter cautionary status."

Now whatever surprises the mining conglomerate had up their proverbial sleeves would remain to be seen...

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CEDF - 2nd Fleet, 1st Battlegroup

Spoiler

Command Vessel [Talon 1]:

• CSB Vesci (Sovereign) [Mohn-Class Battlecruiser - 5000m] [100% | 100%]

Front-of-Line Vessels [Talon 2]:

• CSD Vumesin'ci (Wayfarer) [Mohe'in-Class Star Destroyer - 900m] [100% | 100%]
• CSD Nehso'cssa (Blackhole) [Ticsuti-Class Escort Cruiser - 500m] [100% | 100%]
• CSD Rcati (Star II) [Ticsuti-Class Escort Cruiser - 500m] [100% | 100%]

Support Vessels [Talon 3]:

• CSC Tsicert (Ferryman) [Tsicah-Class Star Carrier - 1137m] [100% | 100%]
• CSD G'enraszert (Watchman) [Interdictor-Class Star Destroyer - 1600m] [100% | 100%]
• CRC Csact'isi (Bulwark) [Fighter Screen-Class Corvette - 150m] [100% | 100%]
• CRC Lescah (Shield) [Fighter Screen-Class Corvette - 150m] [100% | 100%]

Fighters & Transport Vessels [Talon 4]:

• 15x Squadrons of Nssis-Class Clawcraft [120]
• 7x Squadrons of Clawcraft-X [84]
• 1x Squadron of Tether Ships [12]

 

[Mandalorian Prophet]

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Unknown Regions​

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Near the Mining Sector of Avidich​

Objective 1: Shut down the mines​

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Always make sure your weapons are in perfect condition. The memory of his trainer went through Cleru's mind as he checked over the silenced submachine gun he had chosen for this mission. Infiltrate, disrupt operations, clear the path for the marines. That was his job here. Nothing new to the Master Agent. But what was new was his companion for the mission. Viziter Exarch Vesnam'eriate'raithe. A Force user.

He couldn't say he trusted them. Space wizards able to bed reality to their will seemed unbelievable at best, and terrible freaks of nature at worst. It was hard to imagine either as reality once he actually met [member="Eriate"] though. A normal looking Chiss woman. Not bad on the eyes. Cleru gave her a quick nod of his head once she arrived to their meeting point on a ridge overlooking the mines.

"Good to meet you finally. You ready for what comes next?"

 

[Samara Raine]

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Avidich System, Chiss Space, Unknown Regions​

In orbit above Avidich w/CEDF 2nd Fleet, 1st Battlegroup​

Provide Close Air Support​

[member="Thorne"] | [member="Malicar"] | [member="Cleru"]​

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Hess'iva'nuruodo's knee moved up and down in a nervous tick while awaiting clearance to launch. It was the only time that the elite pilot got antsy about what was ahead while just sitting in the closed-in confines of the spherical-shaped cockpit of her Chiss starfighter. Once space borne the nerves gave way to all-encompassing focus of the task at hand. The Intergalactic Mining Conglomerate would feel the Ascendancy's full displeasure at their boldness on the Chiss world of Avidich. The CEDF, CEMC, and CEID were poised to do just that.

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Finally, the comms came to life as the Vesci's flight control officer's voice gave their launch orders and the primary mission objective. Course parameters were always dictated as the conditions changed within the theater.

"Flight Control, this is Saber Leader. Roger that. We are commencing launch sequence now," Iva answered crisply, then she pushed the initiation button on her flight console with a gloved finger. She was always first out, last in.

The Wing Commander was pressed hard into the pilot couch when the tractor beams took hold of the Nuruodo's bird and catapulted the Clawcraft forward, to be joined half a second later by the additional kick of the Chiss fighter's afterburner. The bay wall rushed past the frontal viewport of the spherical-shaped cockpit with rapidly increasing speed. There was the familiar crackle of the containment field followed by the noise of displaced air ceased as the blackness of space embraced her craft.

The Nssis-class Clawcraft of the 201st shot out from the main hangar of Admiral Mitth'orn'eruod's flagship, then the flights angled away from the MOHN-class Battlecruiser quickly and formed up on their leader. Saber Squadron would be On-Station in a couple of mikes and ready to give CAS to the ground forces as needed.

 

[Sinist]

Objective 2
THE LANDING ZONE
Without a proper spaceport, the Intergalactic Mining Conglomerate has set up a large landing zone in a massive clearing on Avidich. Assault their landing zone, preventing the reinforcement of their gunships to other locations on the planet.

Sinist hadn't saw any form of combat for months, or well, he hadn't saw much for months. Despite this, he seemed oddly composed and confident in himself. He was idly tapping his rifle against his leg when his ship finally descended a little away away from the landing zone itself. When they landed, he pulled his helmet over his head as all emotion drained from his face, something that often happened before he went into battle. He set his rifle to single fire mode as he ascended a near by hill, he was unaware of whether any other commandos intended to try clear out the landing zone with him, so he wasn't comfortable storming in immediately. When he reached the top of the hill, he rested the stock against his shoulder, skilfully shooting down at any enemies he spotted that were on the landing zone. After a short while of taking shots, he flicked it into burst mode, charging the enemy's. The second he reached flat ground, he dived for a large crate for cover, leaning out of the cover whenever he got chance to shoot.

 

[Algarus]

(Wrong account)

 

[Eriate]

Objective 1: Shut down the mines
Eriate was seeming to meditate at the moment as the shuttle ferried herself and another Chiss operative to their objective. She wasn't nervous, not at all actually. She wasn't eager either. There wasn't a good word to describe her mood at the moment, only that she was prepared, and seeking to finish the mission and move on; this was just a stepping stone for greater events after all. Her force senses encompassed the entire shuttle, as she felt the tug of the atmosphere upon the hull, the hum of the ship's systems, the light produced by the sub light engines, and yet not a thing from the operative sitting across from her; that certainly triggered her paranoia, though she suspected this was her brothers way of 'messing' with her. Regardless, her fellow operative's condition would not impede the mission from succeeding. Feeling as if she would gain all she could from the meditation, she came out of it, and was now staring eyes front at Cleru. He seemed fairly decent about himself, and if Eriate had to make a call, he seemed to be the soldier type; nothing she couldn't work with. As the shuttle began to go into its landing cycle, Eraite pulled a chronometer from her utility belt and set it, then put it back away. Her marines would be enroute to this location not longer after they began their mission, keeping track of how long they had would enable her to know when the strike was occurring. For weapons, she had her two gauntlets, and a pair of blaster pistols at her hips. That was all she would need after all.

Cleru began to talk to her, and she responded in her typical fashion to his small talk. "The feeling is mutual. And do not concern yourself with readiness, if you must know, I am always ready. The third sight enables that of me." She commented, standing up as the shuttle came to a stop; this was where they got off. "If you wish, when combat is upon us, take cover behind me. My gauntlets can function as improvised cover, and provide you sufficient time to eliminate the opposition."
[member="Cleru"]

 

[Mandalorian Prophet]

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Unknown Regions​

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Near the Mining Sector of Avidich​

Objective 1: Shut down the mines ( [member="Eriate"] )​

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"Aye aye, ma'am. I'll cover your back no issue." Did one of them outrank the other? Cleru wasn't entirely sure. Viziters and Agents were kind of off on their own in terms of the usual ranking business within the Chiss military. For now, best thing to do is treat her as an equal till the brass gave a clear distinction, if that ever came. Once the shuttle landed the man again checked his rifle (This would be the tenth time since they started their voyage to the surface) and once satisfied it was loaded and ready to go, he nodded again to Eriate.

"After you." He gave her one last pleasant smile before all emotion drained from his face. His rifle went right into the ready position, his eyes already scanning for any potential threat. Any more pleasantries between the pair would have to wait until the mission was done. "Our entrance should be right up ahead behind some bushes. One of my Agents found presumably an old escape tunnel slaves used to get out. Should make it easier to get in then right through the front door, even if it's a tight squeeze."

 

[Eriate]

Near the Mining Sector of Avidich​

Objective 1: Shut down the mines ​

It seemed the two had established the nature of a mutual understanding, which suited Eriate just fine. She gave a smile smile to signal she was accepting his presence, whether he understood that or not wasn't her problem. The operative seemed to be rather obsessed with inspecting his gear, which made him even more tolerable in her mind; best to be over prepared than not prepared at all. As they stepped off the shuttle Eriate went first, as Cleru gave his gesture. She began to push her senses outward as she stepped off the landing ramp, feeling the rocky surface, the fauna, and the walls of stone before them. She didn't sense anyone in the vicinity, but that could always change. Using the information given to her by Cleru, she focused her senses forward and felt the small opening he spoke of. It was indeed a tight fit, but they could manage. The only signs of life within the crevice seemed to be small rather unremarkable insects, so there certainly wouldn't be a struggle to traverse through it. "I see the entrance you speak of. This is an acceptable approach." She said dryly, thankful her armor didn't add much to her figure. When the reached the entrance way, Eriate again would go first, squeezing through the small opening and working her way along it, her senses still active as to detect any enemy forces that might be there to greet them on the far side. So far so good, she thought. But she knew all too well that such things hardly lasted for long.
[member="Cleru"]

 

[Rexus Wenck]

Objective 4
On The Hunt

"Don't like 'em." Private Dergan Twigg muttered beneath his breath, as he proceeded down and into the confines of the woods. Rexus rolled his eyes from behind the helm. "We're wasted here mate, we could be out killin' lizards, but instead, we're 'ere, huntin' some animal." The larger Death Trooper scorned. Rexus kept scanning the horizon, searching for the beast. They were of course here in the employ of the Chiss Assendency first, but Wenck's mind travelled constantly back to the First Order. It had been a hectic couple of weeks for the Order. For nights, he couldn't bear hearing the screams, and blasts as he and his unit sat against the might of the Imperium. Head to head, and yet they'd still failed. "They got them weird eyes, and I-"

"Shut up Twigg!" Wenck snarled, peering into the distance, looking and searching for something. He'd sworn he had seen something. Slithering between the trees, about a hundred meters away. The seven foot tall Death Trooper reached up, and flicked a switch, "Command," He began, "This is R-" he shook his head, so used to the old First Order designation. "This is ALPHA Three. Picked up some suspect movement approximately, hundred meters away, might be our lil beastie." The FO Death Trooper began, "Sector coordinate, nine, zed, eff." he added, "See if we can head this bastard off."

 

[Darth Ledgermayne]

Objective 1&5
[member="Eriate"] [member="Cleru"]

It had been weeks of waiting with containment cells. A singular containment cell. Housed, watched and forced to work for hours even days on end with nothing but a powered mining jack. The deeper parts of the cavern were filled to the brim with dust, debris and toxic gas the caused majority of the slaves to die. Newer shipments of the slaves would come in to take their place which left only the strongest surviving. Such was the way of life one could say or was it? Those who worked had the likely hood of dying and those who didnt work were filled with plasma. Food rations were low, sleep was almost non-existant and the tools provided were cheap. If a jack broke then a miner was on their own to find a new one by any means.

Everyone was replaceable to the Mining Corporation and especially to the security running everything. Trapped like Nuna in a Hutts grasp was a phrase many of the miners expressed. But Ledgermayne was not a Nuna and was definately not in a Hutts grasp. Ledgermayne was a sleeping titan waiting to strike and break his act of being a slave when the time was right, something he would of done sooner if not for the vague direction of his Force visions surrounding this place. Something important was going to happen and It was something he wished to witness first hand. During that time the Gutretee would engage with his escape sabotage the mines and break head of securities back for all the unnecessary suffering that occurred here. But in till that time the Crystalline man known as Miner 658 or Iponta remained stoically in cycle of work and rest.

Soon it would be all soon.

 

[Sinist]

Objective 2
THE LANDING ZONE
Without a proper spaceport, the Intergalactic Mining Conglomerate has set up a large landing zone in a massive clearing on Avidich. Assault their landing zone, preventing the reinforcement of their gunships to other locations on the planet.

Sinist was in over his head, vastly outnumbered and he had lost his early momentum. He lifted his comm to his mouth, speaking into it quickly, yet still calmly "I'm in over my head, I may need a bit of assistance with the landing pad." He managed to finish his message, albeit barley when one of the enemy's sprung on him from behind. Sinist froze up, slowly unsheathing his dagger as the man tried to choke him out. He stabbed back into the mans chest, as the arms loosened around his neck, he freed himself, throwing multiple punches into the mans face. He needed to pull out and gain some form of advantage, more than likely the hill he spotted earlier on. "Come to the hill near the landing pad." He lobbed something over his shoulder, he had no idea what it was, he just needed a brief distraction. The second it left his hand he sprinted forward in a zigzag pattern towards the hill, flicking his rifle back to single fire. He whirled around, shooting into the crowd wildly, before lying down to take more tactical shots.

 

[Remi]

Objective 3​

The Headquarters​

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The interrogation process had gone over well, though Remi felt a twinge of remorse at the way in which she ended the poor pilot's life. The woman had no idea what was coming, but after receiving the right answers to the myriad of questions, there was no use for her any longer. A few quick jabs of the Shi'ido's blade and the woman dropped into a heap on the floor of the shuttle where she twitched and gasped while bleeding out.

Immediately Remi assumed the female's identity down to the golden flecks in her hazel eyes. The alien woman stood before a mirror and blinked several times as she breathed deeply. “IMC Headquarters...IMC Headquarters...IMC. Good day. Good day,” Remi continued practicing the speech until she was able to mimic the pilot's rhythm, accent and accompanying expressions.

The woman pulled her shoulder length black hair into a neat bun at the back of her head and brushed the wrinkles from her uniform. There would be no question about her identity as she was now a complete carbon copy of the deceased pilot.

The trio of CEID agents made their way down the ramp to the landing pad below. Remi was flanked on each side by two green skinned aliens which were actually Chiss in disguise. This is what they did and this is what they were good at. The Shi'ido had spent the better portion of her life in this line of work. Infiltration was nearly second nature to the woman and a job like this seemed rather cut and dry.

“Let's do this,” the pretend pilot said under her breath as the group continued making their way toward the IMC Headquarters. As they neared the entrance, a heavily armed guard stood ready to examine their credentials. Remi was smooth and calm as she presented the pilot's badge and information to the man without saying a word. He glanced at the plastic card and accompanying paperwork briefly before handing them back to Remi and absentmindedly waving the trio through the security checkpoint.

The Shi'ido and two Chiss entered the ground floor of the large administrative building. The marble floor beneath their feet glistened in the sunlight as it entered through mammoth windows that filled the far wall. The surface of the floor was so reflective that Remi had to squint slightly as she stopped to glance around.

“We'll take the stairs,” she said in flat tones while motioning for the others to follow her. Taking a lift was too risky and so the trio ventured toward the tall set of steps that would carry them to the next floor . Remi had studied the layout of the building prior to their arrival and so she knew that upon reaching the third floor they would be able to breach the control room.

[member="Lost Hero"]
[member="Mithias"]

 

[Mandalorian Prophet]

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Unknown Regions​

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Near the Mining Sector of Avidich​

Objective 1: Shut down the mines ( [member="Eriate"] [member="Ledgermayne"] )​

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Cleru continued in right after Eriate, his gun strapped to his side as he forced his way through the tunnel. Whoever had been using this were certainly desperate to get out. All the more reason to shut all operations down. Once they finally made it out the Agent pulled his silenced weapon back into a ready position, his eyes scanning their surroundings for any threat. Unlike the Vizitor, he had to rely on his eyes and ears to know if there was a threat close by.

So far, nothing. But that was going to change soon.

"Our targets deeper in. Should remain as quiet as possible until we get there. No killing." He went through the objectives again, mostly to refresh himself. He pressed a button on his belt, his form suddenly disappearing as the stealth unit he wore activated. "I'll cover you."

 

[Eriate]

Near the Mining Sector of Avidich ​

Objective 1: Shut down the mines​

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As the two finally worked their way through the opening, they would finally come into an opening, finding themselves at the dead end of a passage. She found the request not to kill anyone a little odd, but that certainly wasn't their mission; if they were fired upon however she would do as she pleased. "I will show restraint when needed, but if either of our lives are in danger, I will take the proper course of action." She said firmly. Eriate didn't appreciate being told what to do, especially if it seemed trivial. At least the logic presented made sense, she hadn't come in here planning to massacre everyone in the cave, but if she needed to take a life she would not hold back. With that discussion over and done with, and now having her fellow operative no where in sight, Eriate focused her senses and pushed outwards, feeling out the mines around her and mapping out what was where. It was a grueling task for a force sensitive who was not adapt, but she was anything but a mere adapt. There was a set of cells not too far away from their position, as well as guards on patrol routes not to distant from the prison cells. It had taken her several moments, but she felt familiar with the area near them. "I sense prisoners down that way, it's on the route that forks right, two guards near the cells. I suggest we free them, they'll be useful if we seek to push deeper into the mine." She said softly, pointing down the passage way before them. Following it would lead to another narrow opening they'd have to squeeze through, but three passages would be before them. The one to their left lead to the guards barracks and what Eriate assumed was the supply area, straight ahead was the mining operations, and to the right lead to the prison cells. Eriate favored the prison cells as a chose, as once they armed the prisoners, the guards would be distracted with subduing them.

[member="Cleru"] [member="Ledgermayne"]

 

[Malicar]

Objective 3​

THE HEADQUARTERS​

There is a need for vital intelligence from the IMC Headquarters. Obtain IMC classified information from HQ and disrupt IMC Headquarters Command, Control, and Communications (C3). Be careful not to further damage the water supply it sits on—the lichen plants must remain intact.​

Malicar said nothing as they made their way through the administrative building. While IMC security gave the trio glares, no one hindered their progress. As they ascended the stairs and reached the third floor, Malicar grasped Remi’s shoulder, saying quietly from his enviro-sealed helmet, “Hold here. The third floor is off-limits to pilots and support personnel. We would be questioned…”

Putting down the large container he was carrying, Malicar triggered the lid open, revealing the machine parts. Smoothly, he tipped the box, allowing the small parts to slide onto the floor. Reaching in to the now “empty” box, the operative pulled out the false bottom, revealing three sets of light armor and 6 pistols—three blaster pistols and three near-silent dart pistols loaded with Sennari darts. Quietly, Malicar said, “We don’t have much time…”

Mccool, Remi and Malicar quickly stripped down to undergarments and donned the black light armor suits. Each of the CEID members took a dart and blaster pistol. Malicar clarified, “We go silent until we can’t…”

The Master Agent triggered the small blast door, opening into the hallway leading with is dart pistol. An IMC security guard in brown medium armor, holding a blaster carbine had his back to the blast door. He began to turn. But Malicar already had the dart pistol leveled to his the neck, which was unarmored. The Master Agent shot twice, burying the small darts into the man’s neck. The fast-acting Sennari poison caused a look of shock in the sentry’s face. He tried to scream, but his windpipe had already collapsed. His fingers tried to pull the trigger, but his nervous system had already shut down. In milliseconds, the poor human was incapacitated on the floor and a few seconds later succumbed to death.

The trio did not pause, simply stepping over the man and continuing to glide down the hallway. Pointing to the carbine as they passed, Mccool smoothly picked up the weapon and slung it on his shoulder. It would get loud at some point—and that carbine would come in handy.

Reaching the end of the hallway without further incident, he looked at Remi and said through the internal comlinks within their suit, “Door…”

No sound was heard as all the communications remained within their black armored suits. Malicar reminded the small group of CEID agents, “Once Remi opens this door, it is going to be a full room. Go quiet until we can’t. Everyone is a target. We have to be fast. Three sections on entry...”

As Remi began to work on the door, Malicar pulled the blaster pistol with his right hand while the dart pistol remained in his left. He wouldn’t use the blaster pistol until he had to. Malicar knew they were on the clock—a patrol was due to come up the stairs soon.

146 seconds…


[member="Lone Wolf"]
[member="Lost Hero"]

 

[Matt the Radar Tech]

AVIDICH SYSTEM
Objective 2: Secure the Landing Zone
Location: IMC Landing Zone

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[member="Sinist"]

From above, several marine transports roared through the air, ion engines blazing as they made for rapid touchdown on the hill near the landing zone. The pilots were damned good, hitting the ground at just the right angle and speed, skidding to a stop; and almost immediately after, the Ninth battalion of the marine corps jumped out of the numerous transports, rushing forward toward the objective in low runs, avoiding blaster fire from the nearby enemies.

"Niners are here, Mars'inis'tlicu," Chaf'arcar'usorn shouted, as the Captain landed on the ground with a crunch of combat boots. He hefted his charric rifle onto his shoulder, before walking toward the other soldier. "Don't worry, we've got you covered."

As Chaf'arcar'usorn joined Mars'inis'tlicu, crouching beside the other Chiss, the Captain began relaying orders to his marines.

"Spread out on the hill edge, I want portable barricades setup yesterday, and for everyone to avoid taking a blaster shot the head," Chaf'arcar'usorn said his voice a growl, as he aimed his rifle, taking a shot at one of the IMC guards below. "Looks like they're establishing a dugout, using those crates and emplacements to defend. So we'll need to flank them to gain ground here... Mars'inis'tlicu, what are we dealing with down there? Do they have turrets or explosives?"

Chaf'arcar'usorn tried to spy any weapons or equipment the guards might have, but between blaster fire and ducking to avoid being shot, it was hard to see much...

 

[Sinist]

Objective 2
THE LANDING ZONE
Without a proper spaceport, the Intergalactic Mining Conglomerate has set up a large landing zone in a massive clearing on Avidich. Assault their landing zone, preventing the reinforcement of their gunships to other locations on the planet.

Sinist nodded his thanks to [member="Farcarus"] as he rushed off back to his own ship, he shot over his shoulder a few times as a precaution but the enemy didn't seem to notice his sudden disappearance. He strapped his rifle his shoulder as he shouted over his shoulder. "I believe they have one turret, Chaf'arcar'usorn, but it is awkwardly positioned. I'm certain they have explosives, but they don't seem too comfortable using them incase they damage a ship, or the landing pad itself. I've had one grenade tossed at me." He sprinted into his ship, grabbing his Rotary Blaster Cannon as quick as he could. He return was slower due to the weight of his new blaster, but a grin sneaked onto his face, he was far more comfortable with a gun this size. He used the time when he was returning to attach the belt feed. When he got back to Chaf'arcar'usorn, he lay down besides him, flipping out the tripod. "You arrived just in time, however, if I had this gun initially, I'm sure I would of been fine regardless. I thank you though." He pushed the stock into his shoulder, shooting back down into the crowd, his shots far faster now, and surprisingly more accurate. The only times he stopped shooting was to receive more ammunition to feed into the belt.

 

[Mandalorian Prophet]

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Near the Mining Sector of Avidich​

Objective 1: Shut down the mines ( [member="Eriate"] [member="Ledgermayne"] )​

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"The idea is to keep them from knowing we're here until we complete our job. If it comes down to it, by all means. Kill them." The disembodied voice of the Agent came from ahead of Eriate as he rounded a corner, trying to scout ahead. Though, as his companion continued on, he found it unnecessary. The wonders of the Force it seemed. Oh how he missed that. "Freeing the prisoners would certainly make our job easier. No need for perfect stealth if there's a rebellion. And it shouldn't be too much that they feel the need to call in reinforcements. Lead the way, Vesnam'Eriate'Raith, I have your back."

He leveled his rifle as they continued down the way, now ready to take any kill shot he came across. Which, was a surprising number. The soft pew of the silencer went off again and again from nowhere as he began to take down the guards in the way that the Force user couldn't. His role was to support after all.