Boldly They Rode and Well [OP vs Fringe on Kayri]

[Shinju]

OBJECTIVE 3 GENERATOR
@[member="Penumbra"] @Eldoc Quasat @[member="Dharma Vessia"]

Shinju continued to skip around while she heard Zaiden talk or whatever his name was but when he called her the resident nutcase she raised an eyebrow and frowned. Then she was about to say something when the sound of explosions rocked the upper area. A smile came to her lips while she looked at Dharma spinning about the room. A smile on her place while she went over to her and stopped the woman taking in the full sight of the goddess of Soledad, so much had happened that she stopped Dharma and smiled wickedly. "Oh my master so, strong and seeing you off that lovely throne makes it me gooey. Come we have some people to kill and perhaps convert to see the true path."

Shinju let the chain blade rev behind her back as she leaned herself forward and giggled. Then she moved spinning around while the sword roared in the quiet. It was time to take the fight to them and she skipped up the stairs to go and meet whoever. No sense waiting around and no reason to fret. All of Omega could die or be broken soon enough.

 

[Noah Corek]

@[member="Faenrovon The Radiant"]
(OOC: I'm not in a vehicle)
Noah eye's widened as he saw the dragon destroy the missiles and come towards the convoy and then destroy the vehicle he was next to,the shockwave sending him tumbling to the ground. Once he hit the ground,he rolled over on his back and drew out his Corek Custom Revolver,which was known for its massive stopping power,being able to drop a bantha with two shots. But instead of shooting the creature,he decided to do something that could have three consequences. 1. They gain a VERY powerful ally,2.the thing see's logic and leaves him alone or 3.The thing just kills him. "So big guy,from the stunt you just pulled,I'm guessing your sentinent and not a mindless creature or drone." Noah informed the thing as he stood and backed up to so he could look it in the eye. "Tell me one thing: Why help the Fringe?" He questioned of the being.

 

[Isar]

OBJECTIVE 2 Starport
@[member="Noah Corek"]

Faenrovon finished demolishing the vehicle next to Corek. The crew inside burned to death. Their last efforts were expended upon banging on the hatch - which had melted shut - and screaming cries for help as electrical fires sprung up inside the vehicle, started by Faenrovon's fire. The vehicle leaned to the side with an awkward lurch as the last of the cries went silent.

The great white dragon turned on Corek, raising his head back in preparation to strike, when the mortal spoke. Faenrovon cocked his head, blinked once, then spoke.

"Gold gleams and jewels shimmer, little mortal. They pay well."

 

[Noah Corek]

@[member="Faenrovon The Radiant"]
Noah raised an eyebrow at the words of the giant creature. "So that's it? Money? If you worked for us,not only would you get appreciated more,I'll make sure you make double what the Fringe pays you." Noah informed him as he stood,keeping the pistol trained on the dragon just in case he tried to do anything. "Hell,I could even see about getting your some armor or maybe weapons." Noah informed him,trying to sweeten the deal even more.

 

[Isar]

Objective 2 Spaceport
@[member="Noah Corek"]

"Armor? Hmmm, you make a persuasive argument, mortal. Give the order to cease firing upon me and I shall join your cause."

His yellow eyes gleamed greedily.

 

[Noah Corek]

@[member="Faenrovon The Radiant"] @Noah Corek @Ventasia Terana @[member="Knight"] @[member="Ven'Rain Sekairo"]
Noah smiled at the hulking creature and holstered his weapon and got onto his comm. "This is Colonel Corek to all ODF and OP forces. The dragon is now on our side,cease firing upon him at once." Noah called out over the comm. "So,you mind take out some of the Fringe armor please?" Noah asked of the creature politely.

 

[Antoir Setrrin]

Objective 3: Stairwell near Generator
@Shinju Ayasha
Dirt shot up into the air as Ven took the first step, blurring her vision for a moment. A little growl was let out, and she turned the light on her helmet on, shining it though the dust cloud. It would not be good to lose any more visibility, especially with her right eye going blind. Luckily the dust settled back down, and the merc did her best not to kick up anymore dirt. Another few steps were descended, and she considered pulling out her vibro-blade. Who knows what was waiting below? Eventually she sighed, and decided to trust the blaster. A friend had designed the gun, and it was a very, very good weapon. Good enough to shoot down some Fringe fighters. Sounds ahead alerted Ven to said fighters' presence. Looks like it was almost time for the fun to start.

 

[Ventasia Terana]

The shuttle came down in the northwest side of the starport, its ramp opening. With all the troopers geared up, as well as herself, a snide grin came across her face. "Time to have some fun. Lets move people!" With those words, the shuttle slowed to almost a stop, hovering about fifty feet above the ground. Ventasia herself was the first to leap from the ramp to the ground, all ten of the troopers following behind her, constant studs as their boots made contact with the ground. Once all had left the ramp, the shuttle immediately jettisoned off, aiming to avoid being caught in the conflict.

Unlike most times, Ventasia made a good tactical call. Activating the comm, it took her only seconds to check in with the others in the city. "This is Terana. I'm on ground. Moving to take the north gate." With that, they began to move deeper into the city, a decent pace but nothing to quick. The last she wanted was to draw any unwanted attention. Immediately as they began moving in, the sounds of constant blaster fire could be heard. It caused a few of the troopers to nearly freeze up. If they didn't ready themselves quickly, it would prove to be a long day. For all of them, that is.

@[member="Noah Corek"] @[member="Faenrovon The Radiant"] @[member="Spencer Jacobs"] @[member="Lord Dissero"] @[member="Knight"]

 

[Isar]

Objective 2:
Starport
@[member="Noah Corek"]

The dragon's maw split open in a blood-curdling smile, revealing rows of teeth nearly as long as Noah's arm. A rumbling hiss emanated from the beast. Laughter.

"Mortal fool."

Without a hint of warning, Faenrovon opened his maw and unleashed a torrent of fire upon the Protectorate soldier. No roll or leap would carry the soldier out of the range of the flame in time to save himself from the burning wrath of the dragon. But even if he did, the dragon reached out his foreclaws to stomp on Corek and pin him to the ground with claws that could pierce durasteel.

 

[Noah Corek]

@[member="Faenrovon The Radiant"]
Noah was always on guard. As soon as the dragon opened his mouth and he saw the fire coming towards him,he dropped to the ground and pulled both of his revolvers out. As he was on the ground of his back,he felt a massive pain in his thigh and looked to see a giant claw imbedded in it. "You dirty son of a lizard!" Noah screamed out and then fired all twelve bullets from his revolvers,which held 12.7mm pistol cartridges,towards the creatures face.

 

[Isar]

Objective 2:
Starport
@Noah Corek

The slugs glanced off of Faenrovon's scaled face, which was impervious to conventional weapons, though one slug ricocheted into Faenrovon's nostril, causing a spray of blood from the giant wyrm. The white dragon roared in anger. However, one did not kill a four ton, sixty-eight foot long monster by shooting it with a 12mm round. Never shoot a large caliber target with a smaller caliber round, as they said.


Yellow eyes blazed with anger.


"Surrender, mortal, and tell your forces to relinquish their weapons, or I will burn the flesh from your bones."

 

[Hannibal Oryen]

STARPORT
OBJECTIVE: TELL THE FICUS TO GO AWAY

@[member="Lord Dissero"] | @[member="Circe Savan"]

Just as Hannibal was settling back into staring through the viewport, his comm crackled to life. From the sounds of things, some broad was approaching the vault compound. Nothing unusual. Lost mechanics and stupid tourists usually found their way to the front door of the vault. Sometimes it was Hannibal who gave them directions to wherever it was they had been trying to get to, sometimes it was someone else. They took it in shifts, nothing violent ever happened. But what kind of tourist or mechanic was walking around now? Didn't they know this place was going to be a hotbed for violence?

"Sure can-do, boss." Hannibal affirmed, nodding to his buddy before turning to walk away.

A decent walk took him through the winding corridors of the complex and then out the door to the nearest landing pad, where he immediately recognized the most annoying plant he had ever verbally sparred with. Verbally sparred until she had flung him into the ceiling, the no-good harlot. What the hell was she doing out here? Hannibal opted to play it cool, just in case.

"The hell are you doin' here, green bean?" Hannibal balked at the mere sight of Circe, as usual. "Get outta 'ere. Boss says no one gets in."

 

[Onrai]

STARPORT
Objective: Calm the merc's ass down

"Calm your teats, scrawnjob. I'm here to make sure the Protectorate don't get their hands on the drive. Being particularly technologically adept, I know as well as they do that utilization of such an otherspace drive in a warship could be disastrous. Having a ship with such a jump drive would give them an exceptional advantage during battles, allowing access to an entire void of a pocket universe where resources, warships... Entire fleets could be stored, ready to access a region anywhere in space through the tearing open of a rift."

Her logic was fair. Allowing the Omegans access to an entire new dimension of space would be utterly disastrous. Besides, this device could be key to the device she was working on.

@[member="Hannibal Oryen"] @[member="Lord Dissero"]

 

[Hannibal Oryen]

STARPORT
OBJECTIVE: PERSIST BELLIGERENTLY

@[member="Lord Dissero"] | @[member="Circe Savan"]

"Blah, blah. Blah, blah. Imma goddamn walkin' stick 'a celery." Hannibal mocked Circe, evidently unwilling to listen to what she had to say. "That's what ya sound like."

Frankly, Hannibal doubted it would be so horribly bad if the Protectorate got their hands on the Otherdrive. They were definitely ranked somewhere in the top five least-malevolent galactic governments. Sure, they had eradicated a lot of Hannibal's co-workers back in the day and effectively exiled him from his home planet, but that was besides the point. The only reason Hannibal opposed anything was because he was being paid to do so the majority of the time. For instance, the only reason Hannibal was opposing Circe getting into the vault was because he was being paid to listen to Dissero by the Fringe, and Dissero didn't want any flora stinking up the place.

Oh, right there was that other thing he wanted Hannibal to do. Hannibal offered Circe a dismissive wave before re-activating his commlink to report to Dissero.

"Ey, boss. Cicero Savant says she's 'ere t' work security 'n whatnot. You wanna give 'er run 'a the place?"

Frankly, Hannibal didn't care either way. It was in Dissero's hands.

 

[Nyos Val]

Objective 2: Starport
A single pass was all Nyos needed to determine where he was needed most. His medical vessel came to slow flyby at a few hundred feet. Nyos opened the rear hatch, looked back at his medical crew, gear all strapped, loaded and locked.
Take care of my baby.

Without a second glance, he jumped down with all his strength from his cybernetic legs. Propelling himself like a bullet, Nyos drew his vibrosabre, normally a long-bladed two-handed weapon, fit weightlessly in his metal hand. He angled his descent and without mercy behind his mask, Nyos yelled at the top of his lungs, RAAAAHHH as he reached his target. The giant, white, flying space iguana. @[member="Faenrovon The Radiant"]. He aimed for the beast's leg, which had his comrade, and CO @[member="Noah Corek"], pinned. Were the gecko unable to dodge, his leg would be severed at the 'forearm'. Fueled by the immense strength behind his arms, the high frequency vibrations of the blade, it would cut like a hot lightsaber through droid. If the lizard managed to maneuver out of the way, the massive shockwave from the impact would surely dislodge the creature from its prey.

 

[Cassus De'Gaunt]

OBJECTIVE 2: SPACEPORT
Assisting Noah Corek in the battle against Faenrovon the Radiant

As the birds rode upon the afternoon air they hummed a little tune, unaware or not caring of the chaos that surrounded them, the death all around them. To put it bluntly, not a single kark was given. From the avian beings, at least. The whole while Veron was being driven to the spaceport she worried, fretting about the lives of her comrades. It was her job to save them, to take a dying man and make him whole once more. In times like these it wasn't an easy task. Many were injured every day, many didn't make it. The worst part was to arrive to help just as the person's soul left their body. To watch the pain in there eyes as they see the one person who can save them be to late...
Doctor Stormson shuddered at the thought, readjusting the strap on her bag. Exhaling slowly she pulled her hair out of the bun, shaking slightly as she put it up differently, trying to pass the time. Bumps in the road slowed the process, and only frightened her more. For the longest time she had been a simple doc, working in hospitals and ERs. This was different. This was the first time she going out into battle to assist others. Even during her time at OP she had worked after the fighting was over. But these people needed her. Casualties were more likely to be reduced if field medics were working, instead of injured people coming out of the fight to seek treatment. An unfortunate amount of soldiers died on the way to the hospitals.
"Relax Storm. We'll be okay," one of the troopers, Cameron Triton, said, placing a gentle hand on the young woman's shoulder. In return she smiled, letting herself relax.
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Her hands worked fast, attempting to stitch up the wound. Blood was spilling everywhere, despite the best girl's best efforts. In front of her Cameron lay still, coughing desperately. Both of his eyes were starting to go foggy, the look of death slowly overtaking him. Within another two moments he was gone, having moved on to another plane of existence. Still Doctor Stormson worked, trying her hardest to save the dead. Of course it was futile. It wasn't until the sound of screaming caught her attention did she pull her hands away, letting out a sigh of defeat. This was the fourth man she had lost in the last half an hour, and who knows how many others had died that she hadn't tried to care for? It was depressing, and she pushed the thought out of her mind.
Looking around, she tried to find anyone else who needed assistance. That's when she saw the fire. At first she labeled it an explosion, but as the smoke cleared she saw a figure... A dragon. "I thought those were only in myths and legends?!?" Veron'Icka muttered, staring at the hulking beast. It took a moment for her notice the man clamped in the beast's claws. This pissed her off. Normally she was calm and quiet... but after hearing Noah's announcement over the com, the creature's betrayal hit her hard. Letting out a growl she started running, ignoring her still bloody hands. The force helped her, speeding her up some as she ran.
Soon she was near enough to assess the damage- well, sort of. Corek was still some distance away, but now the medic should see where his leg was impaled. Still pissed she scanned the area, looking for a good sized piece of rubble. Before she could do anything, another person joined in the attack, trying to chop off the dragon's limb. Grinning she decided to throw her own attack. Focusing on a nearby chunk of concrete (roughly half the woman's size), she lifted it into the air with the force, thrusting it into the air and launching it at the beast's back, hoping to distract or wound him. "HEY YOU queen! LOOK OVER HERE BEFORE I CHOP 'YER KARKING HEAD OFF!" She yelled, releasing several shots from her BTI-WB blaster, firing at the giant.

@[member="Faenrovon The Radiant"] @[member="Noah Corek"] @[member="Nyos Val"]

 

[Isar]

OOC: From the Arkanian Dragon wookiepedia entry: "Covered in hardened scales which protected their bodies from most conventional weapons of sentients such as vibroblades;"

Objective 2:
Starport

@Noah Corek @[member="Nyos Val"]

From out of nowhere a little ant rocketed through the air and straight down onto Faenrovon's arm. The vibrosabre slammed into the scaled forearm of the white dragon. Blood sprayed. Scarlet ribbons flew through the air. But for all of the mortal's prowess, the blade would not sheer through the whole arm of a four ton dragon, even if it had managed to cut completely through the scales. Cut, but not so deep as to sever a tendon, Faenrovon roared.

His arm jerked back out of pure reaction, releasing his hold over Noah. No sooner had he done so, than a second ant began firing at him. Blaster shots scorched against his hide.

The enraged dragon bellowed fire at @[member="Veron'Icka Stormson"] and slithered forward, rampaging farther into Omega Pyre lines, toward the missile launching vehicles, rapidly closing the distance and rendering the use of their weapons infeasible in such tight quarters. He would burn them. He would burn them all.

 

[Noah Corek]

@[member="Nyos Val"] @[member="Veron'Icka Stormson"] @[member="Faenrovon The Radiant"]
Noah chuckled as he saw Nyos jump from high in the sky and cut a deep gash into the dragon's arm,at which point the dragon let him free. "Thanks for the assist bro." Noah called out to Nyos and then looked to see a small girl blaster at the behemoth. Quickly Noah searched for some heavy weapons,he found what he was looking for. Two OPML-1 Missile Launcher's and two OPRC-1 Rotary Blaster Cannons. He quickly passed one of each to Nyos. "Fire the missile and then open up on him with the Rotary Cannon." Noah called out to Nyos as he picked up his own missile launcher and fired it toward the giant and then picked up his rotary cannon and fired.

 

[Nameless Knight]

@[member="Rave Merrill"]

Knight continued to track her with her eyes and the walker as the shot impacted. The woman was faster.... faster then she had expected and then she was under attack. Or at least the weapons were as the repeater went about. Loading another round would have been easy and facing off against another force user in a walker most likely safer to a degree but as she watched the dragon fighting the others. Whatever was going to go down she would have to make sure they kept going while looking to the pilot. "Concentrate all fire on the dragon and the city understood?" The man gave a nod when knight heard the message from Rave and climbed out. The bolter in her hands still while she crouched low and fired another shot at the woman before leaping into the air. Her bolter going to her side while the gaurd tonfa's activated in a bubblegum colored loop to match her hair and outfit. She blocked out the rest before flying up a little to take her in. A tilt of the head for a semi secluded area off to the side. "Alright lets go?"

 

[Velok the Younger]

@[member="Knight"]
Rave, still in the sort of frame of mind that kept her Sokan-centric self one leap ahead of the walker's weapons, made a long side roll that took her outside the lethal radius of the bolter round. She took a shallow cut across her back, intersecting the much broader cut that had left a scar there a couple of years back. But the less thought about that, the better. With a grunt, she bit her lip against the pain and brought up the double-barrelled assault rifle, sidestepping toward the patch of clear ground. It was surrounded by enough boulders to make it a poor waypoint for either army, but a rather decent duelling ground. Her assault rifle spat rapid-fire blaster bolts, keeping Knight's pair of pink lightsabre tonfa busy.

She tucked the stock under her left arm and continued to fire while backstepping into the boulders, as if trying to keep her distance from the winged woman.