A Raid of Iron

[Jaster Starfallen]

This thread takes place at Echoy'la, just outside Echoy'la colony. It starts off near a spaceport where there is a transport of mandalorian iron leaving the port soon and it's heavily guarded.

Location: Outside one of Echoy'la's spaceports.
Enemies: Transport guards.
Objectives: Take control of the transport and get away with the iron.

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The Republic needed some Mandalorian Iron for some sciency project and it's my job to get it. The breifing made it seem easy, but now I think otherwise. Here at Echoy'la I realize that getting some of that iron is going to be harder than I, or the anyone else, thought. I slip around a corner and pass through an alley. I spot a guard on top of a roof nearby and slide into the shadows. I'm almost to the spaceport. The port is two blocks away, I can probably get over the wall without being spotted, but getting to the ship would be a problem. Time isn't something I have either, and it's not like I can go in all guns blazing either. I'll just have to think of something.

 

[Miss Blonde]

[member="Jaster Starfallen"]

Aboard said transport heading out of Echo'lya was none other than Miss Blonde herself, she had a few sciency experiments and stuff to do with it. You know grind it up, put it in beakers, maybe study just how much of a rock it really was. You know science stuff. Or, she could make it into armor and have it actually be useful once it was crafted and passed on to the hands of Empire soldiers. You know, just in case some guy tried to break into your capital and potentially commit an act of war by stealing some of the galaxies most rare and culturally valued crafting material. It wasn't like there was a visa system in place to legally acquire it.

"Listen all I'm saying is that Darth Vader would totally get wrecked by Keira." Blonde said to one of the pilots aboard the transport.

"She's like lady Vader but with two extra limbs, and by that count it means she's better. Honestly he's like hyped up to be this legendary Sith Lord but he can't be all that good if he got his limbs all cut off."

"That is a fair point." Orange said in response.

"Anyways how are we looking? Ready to leave yet?" Blonde asked kindly.

"In a bit waiting on engines to warm up, it's important to warm your engines you know. Most people think you can just start your ship and drive away, but you got to warm up for at least ten minutes for proper engine health." Blonde only face palmed at that comment.

"Okay grandma."

 

[Aedan Miles]

Aedan sighed as he sat on one the bridge of the Salvation-class Star Defender the MES Chimera among the ships in this patrol fleet were the MES Pubtard an Avenger-class Star Defender, 3 Dire-class Patrol ships the Drake, Wyvern, and Hatchling, as well as a single Facade-class pocket carrier the MES Dragoon tagging along for interdiction purposes was a single Centurion-class battle cruiser the MES Zu. He tapped his fingers against the arm of the chair grumbling about being on border patrol instead of raiding someone but he had just returned and a good leader was required to do all tasks not just the ones he liked.

[member="Jaster Starfallen"]

 

[Keira Priest]

Her gaze cut to [member="Miss Blonde"] and her associate, as Keira had been half-listening to them go back and forth for the past fifteen minutes. No matter the topic of discussion it always ended with Blonde winning the impromptu debate and the other conceding defeat. At mention of her name her attention had piqued for a brief moment, but only a very brief one. "All things considered, I could beat a dead man any day. Besides, I didn't earn the moniker 'Lady Vader' without reason." Hopefully that was the end of things until they took off, but she knew there would be some other nonsensical topic brought up within the next thirty seconds, and this would start all over again.

Stifling a sigh she tugged at the collar of her leather jacket, leaning up against the wall nearest the sealed entrance of the transport. If this was what the entire trip was going to be like, then it was going to be a long day. "So, how is it you go about stealing speeders, then? Do you just sit there on the curb and wait for them to warm up for ten minutes after you hotwire them?" An uncalled for attitude perhaps, but no different than what was typical for her. If she didn't have an abrasively sarcastic comment, that was the sign something was wrong. As it stood, everything was perfectly in order, for better or worse.

This was the tail end of the punishment that had been doled out by her older brother after what had transpired the last time a trespasser set foot on Echoy'la. She had spent the past weeks working in the forges alongside her aunt, and transporting the beskar was the final stretch of the journey. And apparently the one that would take the longest, because it would just be terrible if the vessel didn't warm up properly beforehand. Reaching into an inside pocket of her jacket she procured a pack of cigarettes, removing one and returning the rest to their proper place, palming a lighter. After hitting the button to deploy the exit ramp she glanced back towards the two. "Let me know if the secondhand smoke bothers the ship." And with that she stepped outside.

[member="Jaster Starfallen"]

 

[Jaster Starfallen]

I creep up the wall, slowly at first, then faster with more confidence. I haven't been spotted yet but the closer I am to the freighter the more likely I am to be. I drop down the wall rolling at the bottom to break my fall. Not too far from the freighter now, I began to rethink yet again about my assumptions of the mission. I creep behind a storage crate and peek over the top. A figure walks down the steps and lights a cigarette. If I can get over there it's possible I could take someone hostage and use them to get aboard the freighter. It sounds like a good plan. I walk to a nearby wall and plant one of the four sticky grenades I have. I love these things. You can plant them on an enemy and he'll freak out, or put them on a ship and detonate it while it's flying. So many useful things. These grenades just stick with you when you use 'em. After I plant one on the wall I walk over to a random spot and drop another grenade on the ground. Hopefully these will distract anyone if I have to flee. I crouch behind the storage unit again and I prepare to take a hostage. Usually it's the other way around. Instead of taking hostages, I save them. I grin at that ironic thought. I'll have to make a joke about that later.

 

[Deneve Verd]

It amused Deneve to no end on how these little flies kept thinking they could come onto her capital and go unnoticed.. I mean come on, he was on the capital. Did the peon honestly believe he wouldn't of been spotted by the things that went bump in the night?Her father was married to a Zambrano for kark's sake.
Stepping forth from the shadows up on her perch, the Warmarshal would take aim down her scope and level the gun at the male's chest.


It wasn't long before she would reach out to [member="Miss Blonde"] and her aunt [member="Keira Ticon"] over the comms, her finger itching on the trigger whilst waiting for a response from either woman aboard the transport ship.


"Blonde, Aunty. Seems we have a little fly outside attempting to act like a spider. I'm positioned a few feet away from him with a sniper. But, I was wondering if you wanted to play with him or should I take him out.."

[member="Jaster Starfallen"]

 

[Silas Miu]

Silas hated running backup on missions. Especially when the party involved was unaware of the backup. It just takes one mutual acquaintance who happens to respect both individuals and their abilities to cause this kind of havoc. An contact got in touch with him about a job going down on Echoy'la, and told him to keep an eye out for his friend.

Everything had been quiet until just recently. Silas had long ago sliced into the ports security systems, looping the video feeds, enabling him to keep an eye on his contacts friend throughout his mission. However, a shadow moved, hinting at something being wrong. 'Why does nothing ever go according to plan?' he mused to himself.

Silas finally broke the silence he's been steeped in throughout the night, as he sent a few commands to his hijacked security much, telling it to aim it's rifle at where the shadowy figures chest should be, activating a laser targeting beam as it did so. He brought up the comm list, hilighted the one that had just popped up and hit 'Broadcast'. "No no no, my friend. You don't get to ruin the moment." He spoke, his voice calm and somewhat flippant, given the situation, "Give me one reason I shouldn't take the shot."

[member="Jaster Starfallen"]

 

[Jaster Starfallen]

I get up from behind my hiding spot and dart across the open area, dashing towards the edge of the freighter. I hope I went unnoticed, but it won't matter soon. I draw my SE-14r pistols and level in front of me. I peek around the corner and notice a red dot, a lit cigarette, and a couple drawn weapons. What in the karking universe is going on?! I peak again, just to make sure I'm not crazy. Nope, not yet. Well, I can still proceed with the plan. Or do a million other things. I'm running out of time anyways. I just need to do something, and fast.

 

[Keira Priest]

There was someone there. Keira hadn't quite made note of it before, but now that [member="Jaster Starfallen"] had shifted cover and poked his head out twice over she had known something was up. Once the call came from [member="Deneve Verd"] came through the comms she supposed it was time to actually do something about it, and put to use the authority her brother had granted her. And so she opened a line to all Mandalorian Empire members in the surrounding area, "Everyone hold your fire and lower your weapons. Give me five minutes." Hopefully they trusted her judgement. She knew her niece would, but wasn't entirely sure about [member="Silas Miu"], or even [member="Miss Blonde"].

Exhaling a cloud of smoke, she raised her voice so it would be apparent to the trespasser that he was being spoken to, "Come out with your hands up and make this simple for everyone. You try anything stupid, I have no qualms with ending your life and sending you back in a body bag wherever you came from. So come on, shabuir. Hands up." Despite all of her threats the cigarette still remained perched at the corner of her mouth, hands in the pockets of her leather jacket, posture relaxed and as casual as ever. It was plain she didn't see him as a threat, and right now all she really wanted was this to be over so everyone could get on with their lives.

 

[Silas Miu]

Silas was the only one that heard [member="Keira Ticon"] address the others to stand down, as, at that moment, he activated the signal scramblers he'd placed along the outside walls of the hangars earlier that day. These devices effectively took in plain speech and encrypted it with a randomized key, making it seem garbled, or much like radio static. So now that he had scrambled all comm signals, while allowing himself to listen to their would-be broadcasts unhindered, he shook his head, then sent his own message, "Don't bother with the comms. I'm the only one that can hear you. I don't take threats kindly."

With that he brought his holodisplay back up, tapping into the security systems, and sealed all blast doors in and surrounding the hangar, after which he turned the door controls off, letting them stay shut until he saw fit. At nearly the same time he opened an unscrambled comm line with [member="Jaster Starfallen"] "Jaster, my name is Silas. A mutual friend asked me to back you up on your play here. Looks like it wasnt for nothing."

 

[Miss Blonde]

Miss Blonde audibly sighed in annoyance as she placed her head on the dash of the ship gently hitting her forehead against it every few seconds. It seemed that they had an intruder and Keira was handling it, what with being just in earshot of her ultimatum. So Miss Blonde decided that there was no point but to end this right here and right now. No one had to get hurt and all the other party had to do was walk away from the entire situation.

"Orange, get the thing." Blonde said as she held her hand out expectingly.

"A sense of accomplishment?" Orange said in retort.

"No, dumbass. The ion grenade." She said as she punched the bridge of her nose.

"Oh yeah, one sec boss." Orange said as he began to root through the glove box.

"Both of them." Blonde said as she stood up.

After a few seconds both ion grenades were handed to her by her friend, this hopefully would get the point across about how futile this whole deal was. Priming each grenade, Orange looked over to her and scratched his thick red hair.

"I don't see any droids, boss. What are those for?" He asked curiously.

"Well, I'm sorry ahead of time for this but sometimes things need to be sacrificed..." Blonde said as she looked down at her sitting minion.

"Things like what?" he said with a gulp.

"Like engine health. Sorry, Tim." Blonde said as she walked towards the rear of the transport opened up a floor latch and dumped a ion grenade into it.

With her other hand she shooed Orange out the door who was quite saddened by the events that were about to go down. Taking the other grenade she tossed it into the cockpit and as the exited the ship an array of white electrical sparks and arcs of electricity fried the engines and cockpit of the ship. It wasn't going anywhere.

"They were innocent dammit!" Orange said to Blonde as he slumped his head down in a sad gesture.

Blonde once again sighed and as she placed the man's head on her shoulder before looked over to Keira who was busy dealing with stupidity.

"Listen, whoever is out there. It's been a very emotional day for my friend here and if you're here for the Beskar on the transport it's not going anywhere. There are no more outgoing shipments and there's only enough in there to make a set of armor or two. You'd have better luck going to Mandalore or its moon." Blonde said as she rubbed the back of her friends head.

"So walk away now and we'll forget this happened. If not I will find you, I will find your family, I will find your friends, and I will find everything you hold dear and make you watch as I burn it to the ground. So, last chance to you and whoever is jamming signals and sealing blast doors thus making it a bit difficult to escape or call for back up. Really need to pick better friends." Blonde said with another sigh at her friend's tears.

"You're getting my lapel wet."

[member="Keira Ticon"] [member="Silas Miu"] [member="Jaster Starfallen"] [member="Deneve Verd"]

 

[Aedan Miles]

While Aedan was at the edge of the system the members of his security team were on Echoyla with his son. One of them happened to have a day job working at the star port and the Ice Queen was less than displeased when she find out that someone had hacked into their systems on her watch. Cracking her knuckles she immediately set about to regain control changing passwords and adding in new layers of security quickly as she triggered a system reset which would remove the unknown user's control. As she did this she triggered the now active comms calmly contacting [member="Miss Blonde"] and @Kiera Ticon the females eyes flickering across the five screens she had up. "This is Lunasa Akaata call sign Ice Queen I am regaining control of our systems now it seems we have a hacker near your position activating security protocol as well as sending the other members of Aliit'buir Aedan Miles security team in to deal wit them. ETA 1 minute."

Aedan's Security Team

[member="Silas Miu"]

 

[Jaster Starfallen]

"What the-?" I say as [member="Silas Miu"] activates my comm and whispers in my ear. I calm down after he explains who he is and what he's doing. I listen to what he says is going on around me, sealed blast doors, snipers, you know, the norm. I pull out my blaster and put a power pack in it. As I do, I see two figures run out of the ship. They yell about the engines and how the shipments not going anywhere. No use going all stealthy now. If I can secure the iron a ship should be able to come in and pick me and it up. But the odds still aren't good. I wouldn't be able to hold off even a handful of skilled guards and snipers without backup.

"Silas, is there any way you can get some backup for me? The odds don't look that good and I'm not about to leave without the iron." I whisper into my helmet. "If you can, that'd be great. Wish me luck."

I pop up from behind my cover with my blaster held up with one of my hands. In the other I hold my detonator, set to the two grenades. They're ready to blow and I can use the explosion to my advantage. I could take out one or two of the guards and then take the iron out of the ship into whatever air support the Republic can get. Something like that, yeah. I hope they don't shoot on sight. That'd be funny. For all my training to be put down by a bullet or two while trying to "surrender". Like I'd even consider the thought.

 

[Deneve Verd]

Heaving a sigh Deneve would roll her eyes at the stupidity before her. Did they honestly believe that there weren't other ways to get ahold of people? Taking a deep breath, the woman would reach out in the force to the local garrison of Mandalorian Knights.

"This is Warmarshal Deneve Verd, Lock it down. The station. The planet. Even the surrounding system. No one leaves. No one arrives. Have interdictors on standby and if anyone fails to comply use the maladies. "

And In The next several seconds the capital of the Mandalorian Empire would be closed off. Given the atmosphere between the empire and the Clans, such an order was no only obeyed but well expected ahead of time. Needless to say, the Cavalry wouldn't be coming anytime soon.

[member="Miss Blonde"]
[member="Keira Ticon"]
[member="Jaster Starfallen"]
[member="Aedan Miles"]
[member="Silas Miu"]

 

[Aedan Miles]

Aedan received word of what was happening on the capitol of the Mandalorian Empire and sighed press a button he nodded to the helmsman of the Chimera. "This is Miles to all ships of the Shadow Reaper border patrol we are rerouting to the capitol. Dragon Reaper patrol is en route to take over our patrol route and check the border. Have all interdiction ships prepare to power up their gravity well generators on arrival."

 

[Hopeman12]

[member="Jaster Starfallen"] [member="Jolis Mangue"]


The Horizon 9 quietly landed in the spaceport hangar. "Jolis, Based on what happened last mission, i need you to stay on the ship", Jordun said the pilot of the Horizon; [member="Jolis Mangue"]. As the landing ramp opened up, Jordun put on his hood and R2 followed out. Immediately, Mandalorian troopers come to inspect the ship and him. "What is your purpose of being here?" One of them asked. As they raise their weapons, Jordun smiles. "To lend a helping hand" He replied. Jordun then raises his hands and force-pushes them 50 feet away.

 

[Silas Miu]

Jaster's call for additional resources came just before Silas was booted from the system. "Damn" he said, hand three fingered handing slamming onto his lap in frustration.

He needed to figure out a way to get reinforcements, and soon. Ion Cannons were the most likely, and it was common knowledge that the port had about a dozen squads of Heavy Ion Cannons on standby, for hijacked ships and enemy ships in orbit. However, he'd need to get back into the system.

Cracking his knuckles, he set out to make whoever shut him out look bad. The systems security was significantly beefed up from his previous attempt, but that didn't mean it was impossible to crack. It now bounced it's signals throughout the entire planet, while requiring passwords from every system administrator in order to gain access. Silas set to work.

Instead of hacking the ports system directly, this time, he hacked the planetary server grid, allowing his to bounce his signal around, while also creating as many proxy servers as his system could handle. Once that was complete, which was within the span of three minutes, he used the planetary servers network to send a DDOS directly to the port's systems firewalls. With so many signals pinging the firewalls protocols at once, it locked up for about half a minute, giving Silas enough time to find his backdoor into the system and disarm the security.

Now, instead of taking the silent approach, he decided to activate the ports Ion Cannons, reprogram their Friend-Foe parameters, and ordered them to hit any incoming Mandalorian Vessels. They might not do much damage to people, but

Once that was complete, Silas plugged in a data disc, which contained a virus which crept into the ports servers, overclocked the processors, memory and network adaptors, and cut power to the cooling system. Within minutes, the system fried itself, and with it went control of the blast doors... which Silas did not anticipate.

All of the blast doors surrounding the hangar reopened. "Well, the good news, Jaster, is that I have the ports ion cannons up and running, ready to hit any of their ships that come in range." Silas began, gulping as he did so, "But the bad news is, you're about to get swarmed. If you can, take cover."

 

[Jolis Mangue]

[member="Jordun Darko"]

Jolis peeked his head out of the Horizon 9 and when the coast was clear, walked down the landing ramp to Jordun, a blaster rifle in his hands and a vibroblade attached to his back. It looked like Jolis was ready for this mission, whatever it was.

"What're you talking about? It was Hando's fault last mission." Jolis said.

"No, no, master Jolis. It was yousa's fault that the mission failed. If mesa remembers correctly, wesa stopped for KFCs before delivering the bomb, causing it to explode as soon as wesa got out of the ship." Hando replied from the back of the Horizon.

".....Shut up, Hando, you're suppose to be on my side!" Jolis yelled to Hando. "I was hungry and the Kashyyyk Fairy Cookies were the only thing that could satisfy it. Wasn't my fault that a certain somebody advanced the bomb's timer acceleration by tripping on it!"

Hando rubbed his temple with his fingers. "Wesa don't have time for this!"

"Alright, alright. Let's roll."

 

[Jaster Starfallen]

There is commotion going on beyond the walls, but I have to stay focused on my task. I walk towards the Mandalorians facing me, with their weapons drawn. "Hi." I say with a smile behind my mask. "How's it going?"

Silas comes over my comm as I walk relaying the information. I stop and lower my gun, acting like I'm putting it on the ground, but really I'm getting lower so as not to get hit by any flying debris. As Silas says the blast doors will open does, the blast doors open. Magic. This distracts some of the guards creating a perfect opportunity for me. As my knees touch the ground I say, into my comm and out loud, "Eat shrapnel."

At that moment I detonate my sticky grenades. One is a good distance behind me a little to the left and the other on a wall far behind me. I must look really cool right now. I'm mostly safe from the shrapnel and anything that hits me does little to no damage. The Mandalorians are distracted and I shoot one that is raising their blaster at me. I run up to the ship and duck behind some canister there. Most of the Mandalorians are down for the count, but a few stand. I set my blaster two settings above 'Medium Rare' and shoot all who oppose me. The bolts won't kill anyone, but it'll go through most armor, knock out some people, and leave a big bruise. A throw another sticky grenade at a wall where I thought a sniper was and bunker down behind the canister. Here goes nothing... again.

 

[Silas Miu]

Silas winced as the night soon became brightly lit by several explosions inside the hangar. Despite being briefly blinded, he couldn't help but smirk. "Guy sure does have style," he says, as he checks his system scans for enemy ships that the ion cannons might be able to target.

The Ion Cannons were at full capacity, ready for any engagement.

After checking on that situation, Silas turned to the droid beside him, who was still leveling its rifle at [member="Deneve Verd"] from their perch on top of the Air Traffic Control Tower. At Silas' silent signal, the droid fired, its rifle barely moving from the recoil as its servomotors worked to steady its aim. 'These things truly are a marvel of engineering,' Silas mused to himself. "Good job, keep firing. Put down easier targets first. I expect your first shot there would have been more a warning shot than anything."

"[member="Jaster Starfallen"] The Ion cannons have yet to find a target, but they will provide cover fire for us once we have an escape vehicle. As long as the troops are distracted, we have our chance to gain the upper hand here. I've been given two smoke grenades for the mission. Just tell me when and where you want them." Silas spoke over the comms, updating his comrade.