An Army of Clay, Flesh and Bone

[Alexandra Feanor]

Alexandra whistled as the speeder shot across the landscape, a light tune in her head as she sat there with @[member="Miarta"] behind her hanging on against the winds that whipped and flowed between them and into their faces. It was a nice day, fresh air, odd looking man standing infront of them as she raced right at him... wait what was that last part, oh right the man that appeared out of no where right infront of them. She gunned the brakes and turned the speeder forcing it to stop suddenly and nearly throw its passangers into the ground. "Hey, what the fuck do you think you are doing, i mean come on you blasted moron get out of the road." She smiled and slid off the speeder as she smoothed her silvered hair behind her ears and let it rest along her back and on her shoulder, her silvered eyes stared straight at the man with a curious gaze to them and her lips had a slight smile on them. "Are you going to apologize?" @[member="Vaelokin"]
@[member="Miarta"]

 

[Vaelokin]

The Maelibus didn't move at all except to move his head to watch the speeder spin out of his path. These were the ones he was looking for it seemed. But he showed no hostility to the force users. one of them was the obvious leader ehen she stepped up and spoke. "No." Was his reply.

There was no reason for him to apologize, he had nearly been hit after all. Not to mention it is pedestrians over vehicles everytime. "What are you here for?"

@[member="Alexandra Cinthra"]

 

[Alexandra Feanor]

"Why else would someone be on a planet full of nothing with other force users here as well, im pretty sure you and i both know why we are here and i need to ask if you feel stupid enough to actually do what youre considering doing." She stretched in her robes, almost as if she viewed that as nothing more than a sparring match between boxers or a good run that she was about to have. Almost as if not only did this man present no threat to her, but he was a comical hurdle she would just have to jump over and be done with, she stopped stretching though after a moment. "And, its not right to not apologize to a lady." @[member="Vaelokin"]

 

[Vaelokin]

This girl knew too much. He was wondering if he could fight them off. "You won't get there in time woman." He felt nothing. He thought nothing. What he said, he believed and his hands clenched ever so slightly. If it came to a fight the excavation team would get there in time. The Eye would feel his death, no, she would see it and perhaps she would send the Hound instead.

"i have no reason to apologize." He said listlessly. The black hilt from his belt, ended up in his hand. The crimson beam appeared out of his sleeve and he kept it pointed to the ground. "You will not stop them." He said, and then he was dashing forwards. to her.

@[member="Alexandra Cinthra"]

 

[Alexandra Feanor]

Alexandra sighed and her own blades found her hand before she had them activated and was catching his blade in the V of hers as she crossed them in an X form to hold his blade in hers. She slowly began to weave a collection of force energy behind her arms as she pushed his blade to the side and slid her feet out to stabilize herself now that she was ready to fight him. Her hands shot out to the side with her blades pointed forward, waiting for his next strike. @[member="Vaelokin"]

 

[Vaelokin]

His lightsaber spun around and curved to the side to her midsection. This woman thought she was strong. he may have been an apprentice, but his lightsaber skills were going to flourish on that day.

The Force empowered him and after his strike had been dealt, he took half of a step backwards and thrusted the crimson beam at the woman.

@[member="Alexandra Cinthra"]

 

[Alexandra Feanor]

Alexandra brought her right bade across her chest and swatted his blade outwards to the right, hoping to leave him open for a quick jab at his right leg and give him a good wake up to the challenge that he just put himself in, she could tell he was a new blood, he did not fight like a Sith yet and she would show him how Sith fight, one way or another if she so needed to. After all, it was the Sith that taught her the base at which she expanded and formed into her own style, one that looked alot like a Siths with an interesting twist for the newblood. @[member="Vaelokin"]

 

[Vaelokin]

The moment when his lightsaber was batted to the right, he spun his whole body and leapt simultaneously, so that her lightsaber would hit nothing except the bottom of his boot and glance off it. Though while he was spinning, he knew quite well what was going on. His foot snapped backwards in a violent mid-air back kick straight towards the wrist of the lightsaber that tried to stab his leg.

Meanwhile, the Force amplified his speed and strength while he moved.

@[member="Alexandra Cinthra"]

 

[Darth Carnifex]

Vornskr nodded to the Eye, and veered off course to intercept the interlopers. However; he allowed Vaelokin to pull ahead and weed the intruders out first before Vornskr himself engaged. When the other Sith did engage the interlopers, Vornskr merely watched quietly from the side lines, just waiting for a chance to reveal his presence. That time came while the woman and the Sith were fighting each other, and Vornskr merely strode out of the shadows out into full view of all assembled. "You insult our brothers and sisters by not spilling this whelp's blood, Vaelokin. Pray that I do not have to step in my self, for neither of you will survive my fury." Is all that he said, his armored arms crossed across his chest as his heavy gaze peered out from behind the mask that covered his face.

@[member="Alexandra Cinthra"] @[member="Vaelokin"]

 

[Alexandra Feanor]

@[member="Vaelokin"] @[member="Darth Vornskr"]

She watched the foot come up and moved her left hand back as it hit her hand, a pain crawling up her arms that faded slowly as she jumped back. While she let her left hand recover she held her right hand ready, still building up the force energy behind her arms and preparing it for use. She had been calm and fearless against this apprentice but one voice had been all it took to shatter that control on her fear, not that it was a problem that her control on her emotions had been broken as she had learned to turn those uncontrolled emotions into a weapon in their own but it shook her to her core at who was there. She need not look to know that it was Kaine Zambrano, her master's... err former master's master. After Vael's kick was over she would jump back and circle him until the very man she expected came into view, her eyes being the only feature he would recognize if he tried with her robes and hair completely white and silver now. "Ah, a Sith Master, im honored."

 

[Preliat Mantis]

When the news reached the Mandalorians from various low-level Sith, it wasn't hard. @[member="Isley Verd"] had a number of contacts that went as deep as the Republic GIA, so getting more accurate information was simply as easy as asking around. Soon enough, several Mandalorian corvettes jumped from hyperspace, which could easily overpower the One Sith's ships in orbit. Preliat took charge on the ground in this one, he had a personal stake in making sure the Sith didn't so easily gain their power back with an army that had been untouched for so long. Preliat opened the comm channels on his ship.

"Brothers, sisters. We all know what we're here to do. No prisoners."

The ships moved inwards towards the rocky planet, several other notable Mandalorians with the young Rally Master. He was the first man on the ground, and glanced around. He was not sensitive to the force, but it did not take a force user to detect how wrong this planet felt, how evil it was. Preliat moved forward with the rest of his men, glancing around. His HUD started to shimmer with the news of a scan, detecting an enemy encampment about a click to his north. He blinked several times behind his HUD, before turning towards the Ori'ramikad and the rest of the Mandalorians that had gathered. He took off his helmet, and pointed his M45 rifle into the air, and pointed with his finger, his helmet firmly grasped in his helmet. All they had to do was follow the IFF tags that the Sith had placed on their ships. The Mandalorians had gathered a mass amount of data after Dromund Kaas, and one of them was that the Sith relied on artifacts and excavations like this to uncover things.

So whatever it was, it was important enough to warrant so much logistics for such a small task. Preliat gritted his teeth, and then bellowed a war cry that only a Mandalorian could. He hoped that his other brothers would follow suit, before he slipped his helmet back on, ready for battle.


"Kill them. Kill them all."

 

[Darth Naomi]

Not a blockbuster, they said, the people on the comms that is, as Tiiona's ship was granted access to the planet's atmosphere. Following the instructions she would input the LZ coordinates. In a couple minutes the silhouette of her ship would pierce the orange clouds above the Sith forward party, numerous faces looking up to spot the ship and some to follow it throughout its descent. When the outside pressure was matched in the transitional, the airlock would open and the Miraluka would step outside. This was actually her first time seeing this many forces in one place that are not bound on capturing her. Under her cloak the woman would carry a pair of blaster pistols, her newly acquired slugthrower gun and a simple red lightsaber. The latter she only carried as a Sith and wasn't too inclined to use unless pressured.
Having been pointed to meet the expedition Tiiona would requisition a speeder bike and take it in the direction she was given. Having been using a variation of force senses her whole life, one might say she was gifted in that category of abilities, but honestly he was long way from being able to use at least half of her potential. Nonetheless, she could quite easily sense the expedition ahead of her, mostly because of the sheer mass of it being Sith. But only a small part of it was familiar to her. At some point she could feel the presence split, and smaller part of it meet another group, which felt somewhat different. And that was where she was headed.
That would be roughly the time the Mandalorian corvettes pierced the Vahla and Sith fleet in the orbit and began their entry. And the comm chatter from the camp let Tiiona know this, as the people there prepared to open fire on the descending ships. The lightshow in the clouds confirmed the situation.

 

[Vaelokin]

he felt his boot knock back the woman's wrist and when he landed on the ground, he was facing the woman once more. He didn't let the woman circle him at all, but he did glance over his shoulder to the Hound. Threats. Vaelokin made no response and watched the girl. he threw his hand out to her in a force push to force her to expel and use the Force she was building up.

He was already moving forwards to her, when he stooped and leapt at her. His feet barely touched the floor when he began swinging his crimson blade at the girl's front. There was no time to have a conversation.

@[member="Alexandra Cinthra"]
@[member="Darth Vornskr"]

 

[Djorn Bline]

Canal was on deck, with his clone commando armor, and has hishis shotgun strapped on his left shoulder, holding his DC-15S in his right hand, his helmet on his left hand, his pistol in its holster, vibroblade knife attached to his left arm, and four detonators on his belt. He stood attention when Preliant was talking. He wasn't sure if he was calling him as a brother but he felt honored to be called by that by a mandolorian warrior. It was also another honor to be fighting with these honorable, killing machine, mandolorians. He did a Mandolorian war cry when Preliant did one. "With pleasure, sir," Canal said when Preliant told them to kill every last hostile.

@[member="Preliat Mantis"]

 

[Alexandra Feanor]

Alexandra smirked as she was caught in the rushed force push, no preparation or true power behind it, did the Sith truly fall this far. She stumbled yes but this man's limited training did not force her to waste all the preparation she had made. No, it was simply delayed. Her hands moved her blades to block her front and catch his blade in hers before once more throwing it to the side and jabing with her right blade, expecting the same followup as last time she immediately jumped back after making the strike, she would not be made a fool of by this pawn of Kaine's, then once he was disposed of her true prize stood only ten feet away...

@[member="Vaelokin"] @[member="Darth Vornskr"]

 

[Isabet Denko]

Isabet was pumped. Her first battle. Her beskar'gam still shone in the light, no defects to be found. Not yet anyway. Her pistol rested at her side, tucked away safely in it's holster. Strapped to her back was a heavy automatic rifle and a large belt with a range of detonators, smoke bombs and ammo. A slim beskad hung at her side, surrounded by a black leather sheath. Her fists clenched as the thought of blood shed crept into her mind. Isabet could feel her heart beating heavily against the thick metal armour as she pushed her buy'ce onto her head. She joined in with the war cry, her voice damped by the thick material between her lips and open air.

'Let's do this.'

@[member="Preliat Mantis"] @[member="CC-117 Canal"]

 

[Darth Carnifex]

Vornskr continued to watch the fight with lazy amusement, but his attention soon turned skyward as a silent beacon activated on his wrist-comm. He scowled slightly, "Quit toying with the wench, Vaelokin. We have company." He then extended one hand and attempted to seize the woman's body with telekinetic force, trying to restrict her movements so that his demonic One Sith companion could beat her into submission and render her no longer a threat. The true fun was about to begin, and he wasn't about to miss it because some upstart whelp continued to annoy him. "Finish her then finish the other, and let us be done with these foolish worms."

@[member="Alexandra Cinthra"] @[member="Vaelokin"]

 

[Vaelokin]

The woman may have been using two lightsabers, but in no way did it give her the strength to push his lightsaber away. Amplified by the Force, naturally larger, stronger, and faster than a human all helped that fact. When she tried to push it to the side it didn't move at all except to disappear back into it's hilt and it's user backing up as well

He felt a burning sensation. One of the woman's blades grazed his armoured figure and burnt a hole through his robes revealing a molten gold colour. Vaelokin wasn't going to let the woman get away with it. He was better than this.

The Maelibus's mouth opened and it had a melodic sound to it. There were no words, just sound. But it wasn't him just singing, as a Maelibus the song sounded hypnotic. It was the way his species got their food. By singing. It hypnotized any species, even those who were supposedly the strongest mentally, would find themselves confused, losing focus, or left vulnerable enough to be dragged underground and feasted upon.

The Apprentice had done it many times, impossible to count and he moved to the knight, moving on her right side, swinging, before feinting to her right and lunging to her hopefully unguarded midsection. Without realizing Vornskr's effort.

All the while the melodic and hypnotic sound leaving his throat.

@[member="Alexandra Cinthra"]
@[member="Darth Vornskr"]

 

[Preliat Mantis]

The Mandalorians descended on the logistics camp of the One Sith, and what followed next was a massacre. The Sith were not prepared for the ferocity of the attack, led by Preliat Mantis. He ordered his troops like he moved, fast, efficient, and brutal. An Acolyte swung his lightsaber at him, but all Preliat had to do was duck, wrap his arm around his wrists, and level the rifle barrel under his ribcage. Preliat fired, ripping the Sith's insides asunder with the powerful blast of his Mandalorian rifle, the M45. It was heavy, and effective. He braced his leg against his slumped over hip, and kicked him off his gun.

"Pathetic."

He said to the dead Sith, before turning to the One Sith soldiers, and turned to his brothers and comrades that had yet to make their presence known. He pointed to them again, swiping his hand across. Hand-signal for total destruction. Flat palm vertical, indicating the target area, then a swipe across to indicate total destruction.


@[member="Gilamar Skirata"]
@Verz Horzak
@[member="Ordo"]
@[member="Arrbi Betna"]
@[member="Strider Garon"]
@[member="Arla Balor"]
@[member="Mason Ordo"]

 

[Miarta]

Miarta choose then to charge forward and stop his blade before it hit Alexandra, shaking her head and trying to focus best she could while she held his blade back with all her strength. She was pushing herself already against a stronger opponent but she was acting only to stop the man's blade when it Alexandra had made no move to block it herself. @[member="Vaelokin"]