Armor Stuff (Ession Reformation)

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Arcadia did not belong to the Reformation. Truly, Graxin had no idea who held dominion over the volcanic world. It was an out of the way moon with little note, save for one export: Phrik. Phrik was rapidly coming into use on every battlefield in the galaxy, and if the Reformation was going to succeed in warfare, it was going to need the rare metal. Graxin had chosen Arcadia because of its size and the capability to sneak two of their cargo ships planetside.

Those ships hovered over a massive pit that stretched almost a mile deep. The Peacekeepers crewing the cargo ships were all ready for the task at hand, each wearing high temperature suits and armed with power drills. The phrik deposits would not be far, but word of pirates in the area demanded an escort. Graxin wore a suit similar to the Peacekeepers, and awaited his two companions near the cargo ramp as the shuttles lowered into the massive pits. Blazing magma shot up to meet the transports, but the powerful energy shielding they sported saved the older shuttles from being singed. Once they landed, they would be free of the planet's fiery onslaught. That was the hope anyway.

[member="Kaigann Fossk"]

[member="Rexus Drath"]

 

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Here he was, aboard a cargo vessel filled crewed by Peacekeepers on a mission to acquire Phrik led by his very own master. The rare material was used to craft armor across the galaxy of late, the world they were approaching held deposits which would be suitable for the Reformation's needs if they were going to compete with the military might their enemies held at their command.

Wearing a high temperature suit, Kaigann looked at each and every member of their unit ready to mine on the planet. Meeting up with Graxin near the cargo ramp, the padawan awaited with his master for Rexus Drath their newfound ally formerly from the Fel Imperium, the ship lowered toward the deposits. "Let's get this over with. I don't like being around molten hot magma."

Hopefully they would get what they needed and get out.. no complications.

[member="Graxin Rade"]
[member="Rexus Drath"]

 

[Rexus Drath]

[member="Graxin Rade"]
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Recus stepped out of the transport ship and stood next to Graxin in one of the temperature control suits that kept them alive at the moment. Only Rexus did it with more style. Plastered on the chest of the suit were black letters that read -What's the core temperature of a Tauntaun?- bellow that read another two words in all caps -LUKE WARM- Rex stood next to Graxin and chuckled looking at the hellish world. It was a pretty interesting place all things considered. If whoever owned this planet didn't kill them the lava surly would. "Wow Grax you really know how to treat a girl to a good time. I mean look at this place, gorgeous." He said with a bit of sarcasm to his words. He looked back to see personnel unloading various mining equipment to get the job started and rolling. This was going to be a long day

 

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Graxin settled his hands at his sides. His lightsabers were easily accessed, at the very least. He wore his tac belt outside of the suit to save him the pain of trying to clip the old weapon to the suit's utility compartment. Walking like that would have been both awkward and embarrassing. The Peacekeepers didn't need to see the man in charge waddling through a field of lava, after all. The shuttle lowered deep into the planet's core, and came to a stop just above one of the searing pools of magma. A single cave led deeper within--right where the deposits were said to be, according to the scanners. Grax took a look out the window as the doors began to open.

"Not a fan of the flesh boiling magma Kaigann? Here I've been using pyromancy every other day and you never told me, I'm hurt." The Knight snickered, and smiled at his Padawan. It remained as Rexus approached. "When did you have the operation Rexus? I'd say your chest is still a little flat. For a woman, that is."

[member="Rexus Drath"]
[member="Kaigann Fossk"]

 

[DARKCOM]

Kaigann looked over at his master uncomfortably but still replying back with humor, "It's not something I'd put on my bucket list. I prefer not roasting to death over a deposit of Phrik." His attention shifted to Rexus, "If you two need a room, there is a nice hotel somewhheeeere oh yeah not over a pocket of MOLTEN HOT MAGMA." The ship went deeper and deeper toward their destination, he was ready to get this mission over with already as the doors began to open.

"After you master." He would follow his master and fellow ally into the depths at the command of the Archlord.

[member="Graxin Rade"] / [member="Rexus Drath"]

 

[Marcus Rann]

It was a long day after the war on Ession - oh, that grievous conflict on those filthy civil scums. Hopefully the remainder of those who are right in these lands get a lifestyle to live with. How dreadful those loyalists are... Meanwhile, the reformation's strength [SIZE=13.63636302948px]continues to grow. By the time they went to find a rare material called phrik, it is known that this material is commonly found on different planets such as Arcadia. Hundreds of factions fight for phrik - specially those " space phriks ". Ships gone by the side of the planets, while battalions of the so-called Peacekeepers leave on their respective stations. This mission was really important, and nearly crucial for the Reformation's power. [/SIZE]



Marcus packed himself a suit for the planet's own benefits. Inside of these suits he had black garbs with a fine tunic accompanying in. He had this - very serious look of his, as he clicks his wrinkles on a jolt. He went with three Jedi Reformers at least - with late Jedi Master Graxin Rade and Kaigann Fossk, the apprentice of his. Beside Kaigann was a man in a very firm structure that looked like of his thirties.

" I hate magma. "

[member="Kaigann Fossk"] - [member="Rexus Drath"] - [member="Graxin Rade"]

 

[Rexus Drath]

[member="Graxin Rade"] [member="Kaigann Fossk"]

Rexus chuckled and stood along with Graxin while going into the dark spooky cave of death. "I got it after sleeping with your mother, it was so traumatic I never wanted to be a man again." Rexus looked back at the peace keepers and saw they were prepping behind them with all the mining equipment. This was a very interesting situation, usually in the movies this was the part where the serial killer or monster popped out of the shadows and ate them and or murdered them.

"I swear this phrick stuff better be worth it, I'm missing out on a episode of all my circuits. It was getting to the good part." Yes Rexus like soap operas, so sue him. He sighed fogging up his visor a bit he wanted a cigarette prett badly but he wanted to get clean from his habit for his lady friend. Either way these thoughts were irrelevant, it was time to get some phrick. However before that he retorted to the young padawan. "Hey at least I can get some, you are stuck with rosey Palmer and her five friends."

 

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"I'm not the biggest fan of it myself Marcus, but I did build my first lightsaber on Mustafar. It's a bit nostalgic to be honest, though not in the best way." Graxin replied to the man. He swayed down the landing ramp behind his Peacekeepers. The Peacekeepers themselves flooded the dark tunnel; flooding it in bright white lights and finding individual deposits to tap. Graxin had presented them with a sort of competition--whoever brought back the most Phrik could keep a portion. Phrik itself was extremely expensive, and selling even a bit of it would feed a man for months.

"Patience Kaigann. We'll be done with it soon. Focus on the force, allow it to calm your senses. You won't fall to any harm so long as you pay attention." The Knight chided, changing humor into a subtle lesson. He did that more than he really should, but it was his own method of teaching. "You slept with the Queen of Naboo then Rexus? That's quite an accomplishment." He snickered as he took his first step into the massive cave. "Kaigann doesn't need to get any. He follows our teachings. Attachment is extremely dangerous and can lead to the Dark Side. Until he becomes a Knight, he won't be ready for such a burden...though I am proud of him for restraining himself." He cast a fatherly smile Kaigann's way, and continued down into the cave, expecting the others to follow.

[member="Rexus Drath"] [member="Marcus Rann"] [member="Kaigann Fossk"]

 

[DARKCOM]

The padawan cast a amused gaze at the reply given by Rexus, he was going to mention how 'getting some' from a gungan was no achievement but.. he decided to stay quiet with the intervention of Graxin speaking to both of them. Regardless he imagined the older ally would of retorted with something even wittier to counter his remark, he was a funny guy.

"Understood master." He followed downward into the cave alongside Graxin, Rexus, and Marcus. The Peacekeepers filled the caves with bright lights as they descended giving something to work with as they went down into the caves. The leader of the mission presented them with a challenge to whoever grabbed the most Phrik, the victor was able to keep a portion to himself. The padawan accepted the challenge with a silent nod, he was a competitive student back on Coruscant, it would serve to motivate him momentarily.

[member="Graxin Rade"] / [member="Rexus Drath"]/ [member="Marcus Rann"]

 

[Rexus Drath]

[member="Graxin Rade"]


Rexus coughed and chuckled doing so, Graxin's mother was a queen? Horse crap! "Bull crap." Rexus said looking over skeptically over at Graxin. What the hell was he doing here then? If it were up to Rex and he were in the same position he'd be sipping piña coladas under a palm tree on a resort living off a trust fund. There was no way someone could be that stupid to choose a life of war and abstinence over babes and booze. He gave another chuckle and walked back over to the mining crew "Prince Graxin, arch lord of the reformation."

Seriously if it were him in the same position he'd be using the screen name 420Blazantor69 on dating websites and using credits as toiletries. He looked over the various crews and checked the machines. He would be giving a safety briefing but they didn't have a lot of time for it so he kept it light. "Alright guys, be safe out there watch your suits and if you are going to pass out tell someone go back to the ship and sip water!" And after that Rex and the team began to unload so they could get the phrick

[member="Kaigann Fossk"] [member="Graxin Rade"] [member="Marcus Rann"]

 

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Graxin snickered. "Queen of Naboo. I'm not royalty, it's an elected position. Her name is Feena Mason." Graxin continued as they strode deeper into the cavern. All light was generated by the amber glow of the magma river running to their left, and the headlamps of the Peacekeepers. They wheeled in repulsorcarts, and began to take their drills to the surface of the mining veins. One by one, they began to rumble as the drills began the monotonous task of chipping into the highly resistant ore.

"Father was an Imperial Officer of some renown. I joined the Order late in life....There's something wrong." He said just loud enough for the other two to hear. Something lurked just beyond the light of the headlamps. The Peacekeeepers were all taken with their mining of the Phrik, but Graxin had noticed. Not with the force, oddly enough, but with the slightest movements that he made out with sharp eyes. Graxin strode forward. "Protect the Peacekeepers. Keep them doing their job." He mumbled.

Whatever had lurked so close seemed to back off further into the darkness. Graxin cracked a glowstick, stuck it under his belt, and walked on after the creature.


[member="Rexus Drath"] [member="Kaigann Fossk"] [member="Marcus Rann"]

 

[Marcus Rann]

Phrik was anywhere on the planet - but why in the worst way would it be covered with so much foes? On a brighter path, Graxin calms down to Marcus while he was annoyed by some magma blast I'm not the biggest fan of it myself Marcus, but I did build my first lightsaber on Mustafar. It's a bit nostalgic to be honest, though not in the best way." he said. Marcus scratched his head on a very slow motion and continues to follow the fellow three. If he was someone who is not cautious on these dangerous elements he would be instantly fail to his death. Well, good thing he is not. " Err. "

Had his head down and getting nervous, he gazes to the three men and wait.. - what? They were chitchatting to each other while war is raging on, but the " phrik " ? The other one, claimed as Rexus Drath, had his hand held down in a position like off of a gentleman. Surprising it is - with these men not fearing danger on any costs. " Not feeling danger ... ? "

[member="Graxin Rade"] [member="Rexus Drath"] [member="Kaigann Fossk"]

 

[DARKCOM]

It wasn't long before the party arrived at the ore deposits, the Peacekeepers began setting up their equipment to mine into the highly resistant ore. Kaigann followed behind his master and watched as the assembled crew began digging into the pockets with their drills, he knew it would take time to mine what they needed from the phrik deposits. They needed the mineral for their future operations.

Kaigann shifted his attention from the crew of Peacekeepers as Graxin slowly moved off, apparently something was amiss. Interested the padawan slowly followed behind as his master snapped his glowstick, he stopped about midway after thinking how important it was to stay with the mining crew. To abandon them to any possible danger was to endanger not just the mission but the people involved, he stayed firm waiting for news from his master. He would be ready to help at a moment's notice.

[member="Graxin Rade"] / [member="Rexus Drath"] / [member="Marcus Rann"]

 

[Rexus Drath]

[member="Graxin Rade"] [member="Kaigann Fossk"]

Rexus watched Graxin and listened to him talk about his family, but all that mattered in the mind of Rex was getting back to Ession so he could sit down and watch the next episode of All My Circuits. However those thoughts came to an end when Graxin said something was up, he looked at the man with skeptical eyes. It was possible something was there but he popped a glow stick and wanted to go after it. Yeah that was a stupid idea.

"Um Grax, usually you don't go chasing after the scary monster in the evil cave of death. I have a better idea." Rexus walked back into the ship past the workers who were still chipping away at the dense ore. It would take them a bit but it was going to be worth it when it was all over. Rexus came out with two things, a fold out chair and a silver crate. Popping the chair open he sat it down and opened up a souvenir from the Atrisian empire.

An honest to god freaking mini gun shined in the light the lava cast. Setting up the tripod he clicked the Vulcan sized mini gun onto it and loaded it with shells from the box. Rex got comfy and pointed the massive gun down the hallway. " gentlemen, the Kraken. Now sit back and relax and just watch these dudes work." He said gesturing over to the peace keepers.

 

[Marcus Rann]

It will be then strucked down after rows of Peacekeeper units came by the sides of the newly-reformed clan. They began to get their own suspicions off of what is inside. These missions were really mean't for the brave ones, are they - since Marcus was that paranoid person with that gritty look on his face. Men of the Reformation got their guns by their backs, while those other reformers woud have their own designated suits.


Marcus would then switch his hands on a grace. Wonderful is it. There came was Graxin going inside, whilst all followed him. Crumbles and rumbles were heard while there was a eerie noise by the distance. Marcus didn't get put in attention enough to it though, but was tasked to protect the units while they are doing their own jobs.

" Wait . wha- ? "


[member="Rexus Drath"] [member="Graxin Rade"] [member="Kaigann Fossk"]

 

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"I can't feel it with the force. That's worth investigation. If there is more than one, they might make it through your defense and assault the miners. I'd rather not take that chance." Graxin repllied to Rexus. The Knight had a creeping suspicion as to what this thing was exactly, something he had encountered only once in his life. A creature he knew lived on this world, though he only knew of two from the records. If it was what he thought it to be, then the Kraken would only slow it down. The weapon might kill the creature eventually, but not before the mining operation was crippled.

"Marcus, stay with Rexus. Use the force to help with the operation...Kaigann, with me." He added quietly. Without waiting for a reply, the Archlord trudged further on into the darkness. The cavern grew colder with each step, and a sthe mining crew grew farther away, even the deafening hammer of their drills became little more than whispers. The cavern was narrow, but large enough for one or two men to move through unmolested. Graxin held his glowstick high, and continued down the path.

[member="Rexus Drath"] [member="Kaigann Fossk"] [member="Marcus Rann"]

 

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The Jedi Padawan smirked as his master asked him to tag along, it wasn't like him to sit out things. Kaigann was impulsive and often sought out combat, he had done his best over time to tone down on this impulse but it still lingered often leading him into danger. He cleared his mind and allowed the Force to flow through him, it guided him in his previous battles and would do the same now to clear his mind, to keep him focused.

He felt the embrace of the cold air grow as they furthered from the sight, the path grew smaller, tighter as they moved onward. Kaigann couldn't help but wonder what they were seeking out, what his master had seen and in truth it worried him to some degree. It worried him not in the sense of personal danger, but the possible dangers to his crew who were mining the necessary materials at the moment. It was their duty to protect them.

"What did you see master?"

[member="Graxin Rade"]

 

[Rexus Drath]

Rexus watched the arch lord and his padawan get to stepping to do that thing that white people do, go and explore the spooky cave with the monster rather than staying to the ship and the freaking mini gun! Rex looked at Marcus and back to himself and a dawning fact came over him. "That motha fu-" he cut himself off then sighed putting away the racist allegations. After all the kid was his paddy and someone had to sit back and watch Denzel.

He looked back at Marcus and smiled, "Wanna shoot it?" He asked Marcus and chuckled. Who would say no to that? Rex looked back over to the miners and they had busted out a few pieces of phrick ore onto hover carts. A few of them moved the carts to the ship depositing the ore, no one was injured yet and the operation was going well. The drills and other equipment hissed and grinded continuing their jobs [member="Graxin Rade"] [member="Marcus Rann"] [member="Kaigann Fossk"]

 

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Graxin wasn't one to just up and leave Rexus behind, but someone needed to watch the crew. He would have left Kaigann--the young man was proving to be more capable each day-- but he was afraid to leave his PAdawan in such a situation. If one of those creatures slipped past them, the miners would need someone of Rexus's skill to protect them.

The Knight said little as they progressed forward. The air cooled to a survivable temperature, and he reached up to pop off his gas mask. To his own surprise, the air was perfectly breathable. "An ancient Sith beast. One that was extinct...until the One Sith brought them back. " The soon-to-be Master mumbled quietly. They came out into a massive chamber shrouded in complete darkness. Graxin threw his chemlight forward and reached for a lare. The flare crackled as it was lit, and cast the cavern in an eerie red glow. The cavern itself was massive, and utterly barren save for a pile of bones in the center of the room.

"The creature is known is a Terentatek, resistant to the force and to lightsabers--and they come in pairs."



Little did the mining crew know that a creature stalked them from one of the adjacent tunnels. It grumbled a low growl...and began to march on the gathering, crawling out from its abode.

[member="Rexus Drath"] [member="Kaigann Fossk"] [member="Marcus Rann"]

 

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The Jedi duo continued onward through the tight caverns as they made it to cooler temperatures, his master soon reached to take off his mask as they entered a dark chamber at the end of the tunnel. He followed suit finding the air to be breathable after his master began breathing in the air of the chamber. Taking in a deep breath, he watched as Graxin tossed a flare farther into the chamber revealing a large pile of bones. The word stuck out in his mind as his master explained the beast he had saw, or thought he had seen.

'Terentatek, great.' The Jedi Killers from ages old, the force resistant monsters. One big bad dream for a Jedi Knight. In truth he had heard of the monster from reading on the Jedi Lore, the massive hunt for the beasts that resulted in the deaths of many great Jedi and near extinction of the race. Their numbers dwindled over the ages, he never thought one would bring such terrors back from the grave but the One Sith were known for many such tactics.

"Great.. so how are we to take down such a creature if we find one?"

[member="Graxin Rade"]