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

[Haven Pryde]

Smirking she used the force to shove the speeder bike further away from her and looked to him "I hope you'll be more of a sport then the green clad coward there" she said as she watched northstar walk further away.

Stepping into range she pulled her sabers and waited to activate them "Your move, make it wisely now" she taunted.

@[member="Hannibal Oryen"]

 

[Allyson Locke]

Spencer sighed with relief as the choice was taken out of her hands, she could have handled it though. The shock wave took her by little surprise and using the force to jump, she landed on some of the rumble near her avoiding the shock wave. Summoning the force she gathered her strength, but before she could respond to attacking the cyborg a presence shook the force for a moment. She recognized it quickly and a grin swept her face.

Someone was back, that someone used to be with the Fringe, but turned their back on them. A different excitement spiraled in Spencer as she moved towards where her attention was caught. The force fueled and she moved towards Sargon searching and clinging to his presence.

@[member="Isis Fontana"] @[member="Sargon Vynea"]

 

[Hannibal Oryen]

THE BATTLEFIELD
OBJECTIVE: ENGAGE BROAD

@[member="Haven Pryde"]

Was she talking? Why was she talking? This was a fight. Real people didn't talk to each other in the middle of a fight. This wasn't, like, a movie or something. While she was prattling on about some guy who had been wearing green and looking in the total opposite direction of Hannibal (which was generally a bad idea when engaged in combat), the Fondorian yanked an indistinguishable grenade off of his belt with one hand and his DL-44 in the other. Without much thought, Hannibal lobbed the grenade at her.

As the grenade fell downward towards Haven in a magnificent arc, Hannibal squeezed off a shot from his DL-44. A shot from the hip, considering the timing, but it would nonetheless force Haven to choose between dealing with the grenade or the laser bolt racing towards her.

 

[Noah Corek]

@[member="Xavier Varanin"]
Noah took a large step backwards and began to gasp as the idents of the armors neckpiece,which he took off very quickly,began to choke him. Once the piece was of,Noah calmed down a bit from seeing Haven and backed up even farther. "You wanna fight like a real man? No augmented strength,no ice,no force of weapons. Just two men with their fists."

 

[Darth Torment]

Sensing the new and very familiar echo in the force she smirked as she heard the silent words of the dark side and shifted her attention to the being she has no quarrel with but would indeed enjoy seeing humiliated like the slaver her kind are... months ago she took on a pet, a kwi that she had helped to save from the rakatans and the filth of the confederacy "Spencer, how nice to find you among the treachury of your own empire" she said coldly to herself knowing her former boss possibly would not hear her words of bitterness but was hoping she would.

"Sargon will be gone from this galaxy soon, and you shall see him perish dear enemy" she said bitterly as she looked around knowing spencer was around..somewhere.

@[member="Spencer Jacobs"]

 

[Haven Pryde]

Using the force at the last moment to push the grenade away from her she turned narrowly evading the blaster bolt but still being grazed on her exposed arm, finding the fresh scorch mark amusing shesent a force push at him and at the last moment reversed the action and used a pull trying to knock him off balance "I would avoid trying to test me" she snarled at her and then sent a spark hurtling toward his body in a massive arc that would dent it to allow for further ripping off the armor.

@[member="Hannibal Oryen"]

 

[Hannibal Oryen]

THE BATTLEFIELD
OBJECTIVE: FINISH HER

@[member="Haven Pryde"]

Hook, line, and sinker.

Of course, that indistinguishable grenade hadn't just been any old grenade. It had been a BlasTech ForceBreaker. Due to a unique pressure-sensitive mechanism, Haven attempting to push the grenade away at the last minute with the Force had unwittingly caused the grenade to detonate in her face. A bizarre, translucent purple cloud of smoke burst forth from the grenade, enveloping Haven. Avoiding inhalation was all but impossible, and would disrupt her ability to use the Force in a timely manner. Hannibal felt a faint pull at his chest, not enough to send him tumbling. All that shot forth from Haven's fingers was but a measly spark unfit to jump-start a remote controlled toy speeder. It failed to reach Hannibal utterly. Since the components of the ForceBreaker grenade were also a hallucinogenic, Haven could expect to start experiencing things out of this world.

Without the Force to empower her or guide her movements, Hannibal had his foe right where he wanted her. Though she would be difficult to see under normal circumstances, Hannibal's eyes were of the cybernetic variety. He could detect her body heat and fathom her general location well enough. He leveled his pistol and fired off two shots in quick secession. One bolt flew for her right shoulder, the other her left. Both incapacitating shots on their own, should they hit. The DL-44 was an accurate little bugger, even at this range.

 

[Haven Pryde]

At the last moment Haven found a cloud lifitng into her body and her sight started to blur, looking around almost incapable of realizing what she did she started seeing images of her parents flash before her eyes, the merc had taken her ability to coordinate and to feel the force... she was useless now but what he had not taken was her honed mental state and overactive awareness, this is one thing left untouched by the force.. months of meditation gave her sight beyond sight and even now she could see she was in danger.

Ducking and rolling away from the bolts she got to her feet a little wobbly and threw down her sabers since they were useless to her now, taking out her glitterstim she quickly injects it and finds her mind starting the filter through the emotions of her enemy, or lack there of anyway..

"You think forcebreakers will end the game?" she taunted "I have been through worse" she snarled as she began to focus her mind and started to filter through the halucinations of her parents while keeping aware of her surroundings including the altered environment she was forced into.

@[member="Hannibal Oryen"]

 

[Hannibal Oryen]

THE BATTLEFIELD
OBJECTIVE: WAIT WHAT

@[member="Haven Pryde"]

Whatever honed mental state Haven had was not invulnerable to getting a couple of lungs full of hallucinogenics. In fact, hallucinations and disorientation would likely occur regardless of how long Haven did or did not spend meditating. The fact that Haven thought that injecting Glitterstim would somehow curb the affects of the ForceBreaker to any extent was likely a testament to her now weakened mental state. She had been cut off from the Force, and would likely remain that way for about three or four hours without an extensive medical treatment. Any semblance of what might have been a Force power Haven experienced was likely just a hallucination as well. There was, simply put, no way for her to overcome the affects of the drug. Or perhaps there had been, but those chances were summarily quashed when she injected herself with another drug.

Hannibal only belayed his next move out of sheer puzzlement when she jammed the syringe into her forearm. The addled mind was truly a thing to behold. Now that she was hyped up on two different kinds of drugs, neither of which would be very helpful to her at this point in time, Hannibal resolved to act. Hannibal considered getting up-close and personal with the woman, but she was apparently of an agile sort. He resolved that he would just keep shooting at her until she inevitably tired out from the exhaustion that came with dancing around blaster bolts.

He took aim and fired once more, another bolt shooting through the open air on a collision course for her gut.

 

[Haven Pryde]

Hearing the shot she focuses and twirls at her heels narrowly dodging the bullet but also finding her treatment would not help, she was now doped up and swore under her breath for not paying attention to her medical training "think haven...think" she repeated as she remained standing there and then tore something out of her pocket, a small command node and activated it, a voice blared over he headset "echo rogue" she commanded and smirked at him "Initiate drop of troops at once...pirate queen out" she said as she took her hand off and tried to focus her mind to rid her of the effects of both drugs.

@[member="Hannibal Oryen"]

 

[Commander Lusk]

Ad Noah made his proposal to Rolland's brother Xavier the man simply walked up to the sides of them rifle in hand as the chaos engulfed everyone around them. Rolland kept a calm head, he wasn't one for back and forth banter it was unneeded in a place like this. In the field of battle and death petty insults meant nothing to him, so he had to do what he did best. Fight and kill, moving with haste up to Noah as he was distracted, he wouldn't say a word to let his position be known. There was no honor in him, no fight like a man all that mattered was that the man met his death. Rolland would give Noah two things, a belly full of led and pool of his own blood to drown in.

Rolland wasnt like his other brothers, he didn't boast, brag, threaten, he just did his job and remained the sociopath that he was. Aiming his rifle at Noah's body he took a deep breath and exhaled preparing to take the shot. Pressing his finger against the trigger he squeezed it chambering the new round in his weapon, chambering and now firing the automatic slug thrower emptied his clip of fifty rounds of sheer automatic fire at Noah, he was only a few meters away from him so unless the man was superman who could fly faster than a speeding bullet. His world was about to be rocked by the 5.56 rounds fired at him

Reloading his gun over the course of four seconds the old magazine dropped into the ground, grabbing the fresh one he shoved it into the magazine well and tapped it to make sure it was in place, smashing the bolt forward he chambered the fresh mag and was ready to carry on the fight. Hopefully zero four would learn to just shoot a man instead of boasting what you are.

@[member="Xavier Varanin"]@[member="Noah Corek"]

 

[Mistral]

@[member="Eldoc Quasat"]

Mistral moved quickly with it, there was really no one else here to do anything. Ven'rain was fighting a fringer as the lightly armored soldier bounded down the staircase, the woebringer pistol in his hand as he moved. There wasn't much else that would need to be used... he hoped in truth he was severely under armed with only two vibroblades and his vibro knucklers. The pistol had been mentioned since he wasn't a bad shot compared to some but he did have several of the anti force user grenades and that he was hoping while he held one of the incendiary grenades would make more of a difference. A rebreather for the gas ones as well was in his pocket as he tossed it down the stairs with enough fuse to hopefully reach the bottom and start the party.

 

[Onrai]

@[member="Lord Dissero"] @[member="Vilox Pazela"]

"Indeed I am... Let me guess, you thought I'd be around half a foot smaller?" A chuckle crossed her lips. "I'll take good care of the Otherspace drive. I have plenty of ships that I believe may find it useful, and as well, such a device may find itself useful as part of my experiments." She paused for a moment. "I've been attempting to develop the plans for a device that, when built, could allow for much reduced travel time between far away systems. Something similar to the Kathol launch gate. My experiments with warping hyperspace in order to create a wormhole to allow for travel between two such devices has proven less than reliable. Perhaps an otherspace-based device will be more useful."

The launch gate disaster had caused the Charon to enter otherspace originally, after all. Perhaps a similar device could be used to open and maintain a rift to such a dimension.

 

[Noah Corek]

@[member="Rolland CZ M1 002"] @Xavier Varanin
Noah was about to say more when a man came and raised his rifle,before he could fire Noah hit the dirt and rolled to the right underneath a vehicle that had been abandoned and then rolled out the other side. Once he came up,he stuck his blaster rifle under the vehicle and let off a few bursts of automatic fire under the vehicle at their feet.

 

[Commander Lusk]

Rolland simply walked forward as the bolts hit him in the feet, they did nothing to him. The zodiac dura armor he wore was designed to absorb and redirect blaster fire. It was as if he was spraying a water hose at a pot of flowers. Thats what the armor was designed to do, take the most common used weapon in the galaxy and turn it into a pea shooter. Rolland was easily the most powerful of his brothers. He didn't play with his prey, he was trained to kill and shut his mouth in the process. Noah was going to have to do a lot better than throw a few blaster bolts in his direction if he wanted to survive this ordeal.

The blaster bolts fired at rolland redirected themselves away from him and off to various targets randomly striking both fringe and omega troops . His own weapon turned against him, these were just some of the toys project pantheon gave to the czars, hopefully his brothers would learn from Rolland and show no empathy or pity for the people they fought. , this monster was not something to be toyed with and he would burn this world to the ground if he had to in order to kill his opponent. Firing a few round at the engine block of the abandoned vehicle it was damaged and, it could serve as nothing more than a piece of cover unable to start.

Already locked and loaded from the previous encounter Rolland aimed his smart rifle at Noah and poured another clip of fifty rounds of slug thrower at him, the armor piercing rounds tore through his already damaged cover and would hopefully meet its fleshy target of Nate's torso and head. Not a single word was said from Rolland as he dropped the clip from the magazine well of his rifle. Grabbing another from his vest he slammed it in and pushed the bolt forward to chamber the next round. He was going to make Noah have a very bad day. Moving forward he started to pepper the vehicle and Noah to simply try and kill or maime him. This wasn't some petty back and forth battle he wished to wage, he was simply here to burn and destroy.

@[member="Noah Corek"] @[member="Xavier Varanin"]

 

[Dissero]

Objective 2 - @[member="Circe Savan"]

"I wouldn't know about any of that," the man replied, casually dismissing the wall of words the woman had just tossed at him, "but I think you'll want to clear any plans you have with Ashin first. This is her toy. I'm merely its humble caretaker."

At the sound of several more thunderous explosions, Dissero gave a short glance around, "Well, Miss Savan, scintillating as this conversation could become I'm afraid the setting simply wouldn't do it justice. I can hardly hear that sweet voice of yours over the cannons. Shall I assist you in loading your ship or is your friend here more helpful than he is silent?" A pointed glance was given to @[member="Vilox Pazela"] at this.

 

[Noah Corek]

@[member="Rolland CZ M1 002"]
Noah rolled back under the vehicle once again to avoid the firepower as the man came around the other side once again. He quickly looked around for anything to help and he saw it. A Hekler'Kok AMR-1 Anti-Materiel Rifle,with a mag with a yellow line around the magazine,which stood for armor piercing rounds. He quickly picked it up,walked to the other side of the vehicle and fire the 12.7mm armor-piercing rifle slug straight at the man's thigh.

 

[Sargon Vynea]

Taking a step forward Sargon felt the presence of Spencer moving in closer her mind a seething with anger as the dark side pooled into her. Holding his hand up into a fist all firing from the Fringe side stopped, as his eyes locked on the red head before him. "So the invader demands to know if I came for her, how quaint. You came for the Fringe, and now you've got us. The question is, really why are you here? I enjoy how you cry against the Empress' crimes, and invade a planet killing millions for one arrest you knew you'd never get. The irony of your justice is sour to me, but I'll offer you more then you offered your own soldiers, their lives. Choose one of use, met us in combat in the middle, and whoever loses leaves the field of battle with their men."


@[member="Jared Ovmar"]

 

[Commander Lusk]

Through augmentation came sharper reflexes, enhanced speed, strength and will power. Never surrender and always push forward to face the fight, Rolland's reaction chip set notified him of the rifle that had somehow made its way to Noah, it was a slug thrower one of the armor's weaknesses and a powerful slug thrower at that. If he didn't move now it would cost him a leg. Quickly the Czar shifted his body right as the weapon was fired at his leg, moving quickly with augmented speed the slug blew through a piece of the armor and in and out of his leg thankfully missing the bone and only hitting the flesh. Rolland cringed at the pain and almost buckled under the force of the hit, the armor had taken the brunt of it though.

"Hull compromised, thigh hit. Do you require a medic?" a robotic voice rang out to Rolland from inside his helmet, ignoring it he unloaded the rest of his thirty rounds into Noah's vicinity as he kept moving forward pressing the attack, he wasn't sure how Noah could fire shots back at him while being suppressed by automatic fire but it was something he intended to find out after he had killed him. Dropping the mag to the floor Rolland was burning through ammo trying to kill this man going through half of his mags just trying to get a single hit. Grabbing a fresh mag he slammed it in tugged to make sure it was seated properly then sent the bolt forward thus beginning a new round of fire and death. "Ammo depleting, four magazines left." the robotic voice said again. Shouldering and firing a good twenty rounds into where Corek lay he was intent on seeing this through till the end.

This had to end and soon, Rolland couldn't keep up this cyclic rate of fire much longer. Slinging his rifle he grabbed a grenade from his vest and pressed the detonator cooking it for a few seconds before chucking it under the vehicle that the man took refuge behind. Grabbing his rifle he aimed it at Noah suppressing him toake sure if he reached up to try and grab that grenade he would be shot and killed. Rolland wasn't one for missing his target when he popped up. Corek had only precious seconds before being blown into oblivion

@[member="Noah Corek"]

 

[Noah Corek]

@[member="Rolland CZ M1 002"]
Noah saw the grenade roll towards him and chuckled at the man,thinking a grenade would stop him,as the man fired,Noah turned the rifle around and used the stock life a club and sent the grenade flying back. To make it more difficult,he stuck his two six shot revolvers under the vehicle and fired their 12.7mm pistol rounds at his feet to distract him.