Gabriel Sionoma
Sheriff of Sulon
LOCATION: SECRET DROP CHUTE
OBJECTIVE: ASCENDING FROM CORUSCANT UNDERCITY INTO VALLEY OF LORDS FOUNDATIONS
STRIKE TEAM (Force signatures masked): [member="Mara D'Lessio Merrill"] | [member="Lilin Imperieuse"] | [member="Jacen Voidstalker"] | [member="Julius Sedaire"] | [member="Kira Vaal"] | [member="Meeristali Peradun"]| [member="Alen Na'Varro"]
ASCENDING IN THE GENERAL DIRECTION OF: [member="Ryan Korr"] | [member="Darth Erebos"] | [member="Marcello Matteo"] | [member="Sera Inkari"]
Climbing the vertical distance wasn't such a problem. He recalled doing it in a much hastier fashion with Jacen, climbing through the tunnels beneath Sullust. And there, it was as hot as he could take. Here, it was stagnate and windless, but at least the heat wasn't unbearable. Not yet anyway. Happy thoughts for small miracles it seemed, he greeted the duracrete rubble and cavity with a bit more pep in his step than the others. Hearing Kira talk about the feeling of impending doom, he shook his head in agreement with Alen. No good in gestures resembling good byes, only weighed thoughts down.
And of course Jacen, with his attempts to lighten the mood. Reaching up, Gabe pulled himself up and headbutted Dave. Rubbing his forehead, he swatted the droid away with a 'shooing' motion. "You're about as bad as Dick, I swear!" Peas in a pod, those two with be, with how easily they could get on his nerves. It was fine though, the slight distraction was helpful in times like these, as he propped himself up. Slowly but surely, he was getting mentally prepared to dive deep into the recesses of the One Sith's home. A home coming of sorts, he had dreaded it since first learning of the plan. Memories of escaping Selvaris, despite how long ago it occurred, were still fresh in his mind.
Scratching his forehead, he nodded to the sentiment about seers. "It wouldn't surprise me if there were warriors waiting for us. Remnants of a time quickly passing by, when the alcoves were stocked to the brim with acolytes, giddy to serve their Emperor." Though if the intelligence was true, those acolytes would now wonder aimless and godless. "But they will be on the defensive, a thing they have not known for a long time. And since they are cowards, we will have the upper hand." He looked towards Kira and smiled, reassuringly. "Besides, if push comes to shove, will just let Alen take the brunt of the fight."
Piggybacking on Jacen's jab. Classic.
OBJECTIVE: ASCENDING FROM CORUSCANT UNDERCITY INTO VALLEY OF LORDS FOUNDATIONS
STRIKE TEAM (Force signatures masked): [member="Mara D'Lessio Merrill"] | [member="Lilin Imperieuse"] | [member="Jacen Voidstalker"] | [member="Julius Sedaire"] | [member="Kira Vaal"] | [member="Meeristali Peradun"]| [member="Alen Na'Varro"]
ASCENDING IN THE GENERAL DIRECTION OF: [member="Ryan Korr"] | [member="Darth Erebos"] | [member="Marcello Matteo"] | [member="Sera Inkari"]
Climbing the vertical distance wasn't such a problem. He recalled doing it in a much hastier fashion with Jacen, climbing through the tunnels beneath Sullust. And there, it was as hot as he could take. Here, it was stagnate and windless, but at least the heat wasn't unbearable. Not yet anyway. Happy thoughts for small miracles it seemed, he greeted the duracrete rubble and cavity with a bit more pep in his step than the others. Hearing Kira talk about the feeling of impending doom, he shook his head in agreement with Alen. No good in gestures resembling good byes, only weighed thoughts down.
And of course Jacen, with his attempts to lighten the mood. Reaching up, Gabe pulled himself up and headbutted Dave. Rubbing his forehead, he swatted the droid away with a 'shooing' motion. "You're about as bad as Dick, I swear!" Peas in a pod, those two with be, with how easily they could get on his nerves. It was fine though, the slight distraction was helpful in times like these, as he propped himself up. Slowly but surely, he was getting mentally prepared to dive deep into the recesses of the One Sith's home. A home coming of sorts, he had dreaded it since first learning of the plan. Memories of escaping Selvaris, despite how long ago it occurred, were still fresh in his mind.
Scratching his forehead, he nodded to the sentiment about seers. "It wouldn't surprise me if there were warriors waiting for us. Remnants of a time quickly passing by, when the alcoves were stocked to the brim with acolytes, giddy to serve their Emperor." Though if the intelligence was true, those acolytes would now wonder aimless and godless. "But they will be on the defensive, a thing they have not known for a long time. And since they are cowards, we will have the upper hand." He looked towards Kira and smiled, reassuringly. "Besides, if push comes to shove, will just let Alen take the brunt of the fight."
Piggybacking on Jacen's jab. Classic.