A Devious Plan in Action [TSC Dominion of Ruuria]

[Garza]

NORTH SECTOR
Battle front
OBJECTIVE: Tanks

hearing over my com unit as I sent another tank flying, I noticed that the numbers on this side were dwindling. I had to make a decision. Already the opposing troops were bleeding through the city towards the center from the north east. I heard more chatter. my left hand came up to form a barrier around me made out of a light blue sheen. Touching the ear piece to speak, "Sending troops your way Coyote, I'm also sending one extra over to then out the armor."

Before I was done speaking I had already sent the message to the large towering beast, "Go to the east around the city, Take out as many tanks as you can. Go without me." I knew that Chain man and myself could handle the rest of the people to the north, and speaking to the central base, "Get men half and half of infantry and armor busters to the North eastern flank. 20 men the max, I don't want to stretch us too thin. Send 10 infantry and 5 armor busters to the north, and I want 20 men half and half to the north west. make sure to use surprise in the streets, and Gurella Warfare. Fall back if you must, but don't let them reach the center or the communications station."

I let go of the com, not caring to hear the yes sir, My barrier then was all sucked up into my hand to form a blue fireball that was launched at an oncoming tank. Hitting the small view port, I lit the man on the inside, Smiling as it would catch to the others I had an idea. Contacting Coyote again, "Take the tanks by surprise and attack from the rear, maybe take a few over for ourselves. it will thin out their armor, and we can possibly gain some."

@[member="Karolus Krupp"], @Zz'acc, @[member="Darth Iscariot"]

 

[Zz'acc]

One of the tanks that was launched, was not done with quite yet. Rising to his two hind legs, the massive Zillo Beast Spawn grabbed the machine and hurled it to the ground nearby - a satisfactory explosion rang loose soon after. Dropping back to all fours, the brutish thing once more began to flatten, flip, toss and crush the enemy as he moved.

An odd tingle made the beast cock an eye over its shoulders, where Zz'acc saw a tank lining up a shot. Whipping his tail with a fierce aggression, he felt his spiked tail collide and then embed itself into the tanks hull. From there it only required another simple swish of the massive appendage to let the mettalic ship be tossed to the side like a toy thrown from an angry child.

"ROOOOOAAAAAARRRRGG!!!!" Another humongous bellow escaped the lips of the beast, this however was potent due to the Force.

 

[Trista Nemorra]

Hearing the delegates being vocal Trista smirked at the ones who chose to speak up and waited for her queue to chime in I understand your wanting to be isolated politically but I am affraid that is what lead to where your planet is now, but I can assure you that if you were to agree to an alliance between Ession and your humble planet no only can you remain in charge of your own but you will have unlimited resources to help better defend against a next attack, and trust me when I say this... if they attacked once they will most likely attack your planet again she allowed her words to play at their minds and cause their corwardly fears to dictate their own reasoning and to help sway them to the side of the TSC.

With house Ession's help you could become greater, not only in politics but also in your own military defense. all we ask is that you give us a shot at being there to help you defend against outlanders.. we don't wish to rule you, but merely aide you in becoming more than what you are now. her tone being adopted into compassion and her words ringing like candy as she spoke with deception and cunning.

@[member="Karolus Krupp"]

 

[Zz'acc]

Zz'acc felt the blast of a small tactical explosion strike his side, hard. Tumbling to the ground in a heap of limbs, the Zillo Spawn let loose another roar as he raked the ground with his claws. Hurling the massive hunk of permacrete at the group in question, he watched it skip and bounce after, like a rock on water. Shaking his head as it vibrated with ferocity, he looked back to the powerful fire wielder.

This man could teach him a lot of uesful techniques to survive.. Faenroven was the name sake of the Dragon that lived in the Fringe, even taking upon himself the rank of Knight and Councilor of the Fringe. During Zz'acc's time alive, few species had ever reached the equal spotlight gained by the behemoth avian. However, with Morna's possible teachings, he could best Faenroven.

Once more sensing impending danger, Zz'acc did something that no being alive had ever seen - planting his frontal legs firmly before him, he kicked hard with his hind and tail to which he successfully felt himself first stand on his hands then further till he was on all fours once more, whipping his tail behind him to take out the dual soldiers whom had deemed it the perfect time to hit him with blasts from an RPG.

@[member="Morna Imura"]

 

[Kayla Zorg]

Walking through the DZ Kalya surveyed the battle field from afar, her job was simple as she carried several cases of explosives and cryogen grenades, her orders were simple...as their politician was weaving her web of lies and deception Kayla would help to play to the fears of the planet by aiding the alliance in bombing not only the pirates but also the city itself... her own would be a clever rouse to have the delegates side with the sith council.

As she departed she smirked coldly and walked through the battle field and left an explosive briefcase next to a enemy tank and walked away like nothing was happening, she walked into the city and left a present for the delegates in the main housing district and started to make her way to the major war zone with her last explosive case.

@[member="Morna Imura"] @[member="Karolus Krupp"] @[member="Darth Iscariot"]

 

[Zz'acc]

The Northern side of the attack was becoming less and less where the fight was, for as Zz'acc moved to slaughter his opponents, the others retreated. Instead of simply following suit, the Zillo instead maintained his position of destroying the tanks that were to slow to move away. Swooping one up in his massive jaws, he dropped it atop another before moving further.

Feeling a powerful sting just below his eye, Zz'acc glanced down in mild surprise to see that it was a singular soldier holding a rifle level with his face. Another burn accompanied the next shot, before the beast lunged his hand out to grab the man whom instead of calling out continued aiming.

However, before anther shot could be fired, his body fell lifeless and broken after being torpedoed into the nearest wall.

 

[Lord Eclipsion]

A small transport landed on the humid surface of the planet of Ruuria. Sokrai slowly walked out of the opened door of the shuttle, looking around her. "What a dump." She mumbled under her breath. Having grew up on the cold and barren world of Csilla, this was a jarring difference in pretty much about everything.
She pressed a couple of buttons on her wrist comm, and slid a couple of sliders on the gadget. A small image popped up, asking her to stay on a closed feed, or a public one. "Closed." She mumbled in an annoyed tone. A small image of a check mark appeared, as she began speaking into the comm. " Hello? Anybody on the line? Relay your position and the status of the attack." She said to it.

 

[Zz'acc]

(Zz'acc cant speak yet. So this is my way to help bring you in.)

Nearby a shuttle landed and a small form could be seen emerging, this didnt interest Zz'acc much. More bodies fell, other tanks were destroyed, and soon enough the area was in full retreat. A Flame Lord, and a huge beast such as himself? It was not only probable, but likely the course of actions would have remained the same under any other circumstances.

Suddenly the ship from earlier caught his interest, a small group of men were moving towards the emerging figure, all arms drawn to take them out. Lifting one of the fallen barrels of a tank, Zz'acc hurled it like a spear straight for the men. In the end, directly before the new arrival, would be a kebab made of the metal sinking through each of the men.

"RAAAAAWWWWWWGGG"

@[member="Sokrai Ronaro"]

 

[Lord Eclipsion]

(Thanks man.)

Sokrai watched with mild surprise as out of nowhere, the barrel of a destroyed tank crippled a line of soldiers, as a sickening crunch pierced the humid air. She unsheathed the small saber, and pointed towards the blood-covered dirt that was the ground beneath her. She walked past the corpses, bones tearing through the once crisp and refined uniforms.

She crouched down behind a cracked slab of steel, as a loud roar echoed across the forested tree line. What in the name of the Sith is back there? She thought, as she sprung out from the behind her cover, her saber raised in the air. "HALT!" She said at the Beast, who was lying in wait somewhere...

@Zz'acc

 

[Zz'acc]

The woman thought to command the Zillo Spawn? Turning he pointed his rear towards her, at the same time as once more bowing towards Morna. Currently there were few enemies nearby, as himself and the Flame Lord had managed to destroy near everything in sight.

Turning on his heels, he did his best to use telepathy as Morna had done to himself. A few minor images were what came through, one of himself, another of the Zillo stomping to the east, then lastly of a clock that showed but a few minutes later and himself returning. The basic message, "Ill go. Be back soon."

With that he left.

[member="Morna Imura"]

 

[Matreya]

(This is an alt for Zz'acc. Activity is gettin low, and I wanna get my Zillo Beast'a goin.)

Dante walked slowly through the streets, the ground awash with the blood of war. Two sides fought opposing battles, but he was here for neither. The young Imura was topside looking for someone. He had heard his father would be here, and looked forward to seeing him.

The man had no intentions on explaining who he was to his Father. So he would simply watch from afar, learn if he was whom he thought he would be.

 

[Zz'acc]

Sharp winds cut against Zz'acc's broad open eyes, the ground rumbled beneath his feet as he charged. Ramming the side of an upcoming tank, he successfully put his shoulder beneath the edge of the machine and flipped it roughly. This didnt slow him however, if nothing else, it spurned him harder.

A low deep growl resonated within the beast as he charged. Oddly, the beast felt a burning sensation begin in his throat, a terrible itching, but he ignored it and continued. Rearing back with a right hook, he punched clear through the hull of another. The metalic alloys of the ships were rough and unhoned, nothing near worthy of note, and for such a brute it was like a thin sheet of paper.

 

[Matreya]

Suddenly, nearby, a huge burst of flame became evident over the view of the surrounding buildings. There, Dante thought with a small grin. Lunging into action, the man raced down the nearest alleyway until he skidded to a stop next to a drain pipe. It was this that the man gripped and swiftly began his climb.

A few moments later, Dante found himself peering over the edge of the roof...staring at the father he was never going to get the chance to meet. Now he had a chance and he was wasting it...

Sighing for a moment he smiled, he would watch.

 

[Zz'acc]

KAAABBBBBLOOOOOMMMM!!!

Launched clear off the recently solid ground, Zz'acc felt himself painfully ripped into the air before hurling into the wall of a small office building. Shaking the debris loose from his skin, the Zillo Spawn glared down through the hold at the tanks which now began a hailfire onto the metal frame that held the behemoth.

Humongous chunks of the floor from above began to crush his body on many points. So as swiftly as he could, Zz'acc was on the move. Crawling along the floor and then down the wall vertically until he was righting himself horizontally along ground once more.

 

[Nyxie]

Ashe had neared around a corner to a main road just littered with passing by tanks and land speeders. There were two soldiers on guard around the corner, by a little cafe inlet. Slowly and quietly pulling out Storm, she crept through the shadows in utter animalistic silence, stabbing the blade down one man's collar bone, pushing his bolt-shielding body aside as the bloody blade lifted out to grasp the other's face and begin crushing his skull with her bare hand. Her claws quickly dug into the man's eye sockets and temples until... crackle, his skull finally gave way and slightly caved in to relieve his head of fluid. She had no quarrels about sucking it dry, as it only fueled her powers and kept her from starving to true death.
An aquamarine, liquid-like flame began to slowly conjure in a cold, eerie fashion. Like a chaotic wave, it crashed with a tank, swallowing it whole until the occupants inside slowly burned alive from the unyielding heat. They were left to ovens of death, leaving behind nothing but scorched and immobile metal. Looking on ahead, Ashe slowly realized that she was not the only pyrokinetic there. Only time would tell if she was even the only alchemic pyromancer at all.

[member="Morna Imura"]​

 

[Zz'acc]

From atop a massive pyre like building, Zz'acc roared like a god. His sheer size could barely be maintained by the tower. Thus he launched off, seeking to belly flop the ground. The result was a crater like hole where his body sat, and waves of energy rolling off him to knock those within a few block radius to their feet.

Once more, Zz'acc attempted telepathy: this time the image shown was of Morna standing with his back to the Zillo Spwan. The meaning? Im back.

[member="Morna Imura"]