Bomb Queen (Republic dominion of Nixor)

[Josh Dragovalor]

He looked @[member="Tracyn Ordo"] dead in the eyes, his expression not changing regardless of Tracyn's intimidating stare or the growl in his response. He could sense the hate in his ally... And it worried him. Especially because he had a feeling it was directed towards him.

"Well seeing as you just came back, I figured I'd give you some good news. Seeing as obviously you've had nothing but bad since you came back" he stated calmly as his gaze never left his angered ally. "Just be glad that at least he's safe and you can go see him when we're done here" he added.

"As for if he said he wanted to be a Jedi... I'm not sure. I believe Asha registered him not too long before she left" he added.

 

[Soeht]

Following @[member="Joshua DragonsFlame"], Daella boarded the gunship and took her seat. Her eyes glanced over at Joshua as @[member="Tracyn Ordo"] and @[member="Naila Rokh"] continued to talk to the leader of the strike team. Daella spared a breath and proceeded to not talk throughout the journey.

Turning her head away from others in the gunship, Daella looked out of the nearest viewport for the duration of the journey - so long as she was not addressed by anyone.

 

[Syn]

@[member="Iella E`ron"]

Syn let the majority go with Joshua, as much as he hated to admit it. He didn't want to have a crowd with him as he spoke looking at Iella while the ship departed. "Make sure your robes and armor are prepared, we are locating the slave dens on the planet and calling in Republic troopers." The jedi master moved going towards a different dropship, one that could get them down faster and drop them off. He stepped in and offered his hand while also letting the robes go up around his head. He wore the armor again with a few additions.

 

[Domino]

@[member="Wendy La Fey"]
Nixor pirates were a constant threat along the hyperlanes and with Nixor's proximity to Daalang, a prominent port on the Mara Corridor, they were a threat to the Black Sun as well. However unlike the Republic, Domino was trying negotiations before moving on to the apocalypse. A new tactic for her, politically anyways, but in the past turning a perceived weakness or an enemy to your advantage had proven to be rather elegant. One that appeared to be backfiring on her at the moment. "I said they aren't mine." She snarled at the pirate across from her. As soon as the situation had started to devolve, the Twi'lek had drawn her sabers. Now she held the twin yellow blades in a defensive position, one in front and the other in a revers grip behind to protect against the blasters pointed at her back. "Call them off Samuel, or your boss will be looking for a new lieutenant as well as a new home."

 

[Coci Heavenshield]

@[member="Syn"]

Her preparation for the Mission where completed apart from her armour and robes given to her by her Master, she had been in quite contemplation in order to focus on the job to come. Slavers, the base end of the galactic rung of society as far as she is concerned, thieves ... steeling the lives of sentients without mercy.

"Master, I am prepared and ready", she softly said as she followed Syn to the Drop Ship. She took his hand as she climbed inside, then one last time, checked all her weapons and rounds, personal blaster in the holster, whip on the hip and her lightsaber, set for business. Satisfied she took a seat nearby, ready when her Master needed her.

 

[Cale Gunderson]

@[member="Syn"] @[member="Iella E`ron"]

Sliding in beside the master-padawan duo was Cale. "Master Syn if you don't mind I'd love to assist you." The Knight stated, a grin on his face. Syn would easily recognize Cale, not because he knew him personally, but because he looked a hell of a lot like Marek. No coincidence either, they were twins after all.

He was in standard robes, but with a hood attached to it and his sabers were stored one on each shoulder. It was his own personal style, it well... it worked. Pulling up the brown hood Cale's expression faded as he began to focus on the task at hand, and not worry about what his twins were doing. Or did Galen make them triplets? Or was the fact he was a clone still count him as a twin? Cale shook his head, re-focusing.

 

[Seth Harkness]

@Je'daii

Enya nodded in understanding " Yes, I do have my training saber" she responded tapping this hilt at her side and smiled, she would not have left with out it. If there was one thing her mother had tought her before she died it was -prepare for anything, expect anything. and most importantly never be with out your lightsaber. -

 

[Jekk Reth]

OBJECTIVE: INTERCEPT COMMUNICATIONS WITH MAIN BASE OF OPERATIONS

Following suit, Jekk also filed into the Republic dropship, opting to continue on his feet rather than taking a seat. He shuffled towards the left of the gunship, gripping onto a railing to maintain his balance. Once he was positioned comfortably, Jekk began adjusting his clothing, smoothing it over. A person with the most basic knowledge of Jedi would certainly be able to identify him as one, judging by his apparel.

Reminiscent of the Jedi of the Old Order, Jekk was clad in traditional garb. A dark brown undertunic and overtunic were draped on him, covered by a tabard composed of black synthetic leather, and a Jedi robe finishing it off. No armor for him today.

With one deep breath, the Knight closed his eyes. Meditating silently, blocking out the sounds of conversation. Jekk was centering himself for the mission, clearing his thoughts and emotions, in order to allow the Force to guide him, to illuminate his path. Jekk did this frequently, given his reputation as a practitioner of Soresu. It had become an integral component of his daily life, as it should be for all Jedi.

@[member="Joshua DragonsFlame"] | @[member="Tracyn Ordo"] | @[member="Naila Rokh"] | @[member="Cody Jorin"] | @[member="Daella Apparine"]

 

[Alan]

Tracyn didn't seem too happy with what @[member="Joshua DragonsFlame"] said, but nonetheless he didn't seem overly upset. He was more upset that Asha had...he had other things to focus on, he didn't need that. He took in a deep breath, leaning back in the seat, and turning over to Josh."Objective."He said bluntly, his icy gray eyes pulsating, a sign that he was ready for combat. Relaxed and focused, but at the same time there was a certain predator-like quality to Tracyn.

 

[Syn]

@[member="Cale Gunderson"] @[member="Iella E`ron"]

Syn stared at Cale for a moment in his seat near Iella. Whatever the boy was thinking he was going to see he wouldn't be able to... He was blind and the scent of both was vastly different. "Well then come aboard." The jedi master tapped the door and the pilot nodded closing the ship up tight as they started off towards the planet. With the other republic ships going in it was a decent enough ride going down. He let his senses expand out while standing up then speaking to the two with him in the ship. "We are to locate and call in Republic soldiers, the slaves if we can help them are not going to be harmed. Now ready yourself and try to take as many as you can alive."

 

[Matsu Ike]

@[member="Aika Kawakami"]

Matsu stood iun the ship as it began to go down and she smirked clasping her hands behind her back. The idea of going to the word with the sole objective of simply talking to people was a welcome one, if anything she was glad to not be in the fight though she did have her saber in her sleeve just in case. She also had Aika near her who as her student she wanted to get practice practically instead of just in the room on the Spero. "Now Aika expand your senses and test your shields, we will be here to help the people so you should not have to worry about too much fighting but if it does break out. I still want you to be prepared, training sabers can still deflect blaster bolts back."

 

[Fabula Caromed]

OBJECTIVE: CLEAR THE STARPORT
@[member="Quenladose"]

On the ground, Fabula waited for her team to disembark the ship, then spared one last glance up into the ship to check on the pilots. They were both moving (at least a bit), which was good enough for Fabs' conscience. When she turned back to the Jedi and soldiers milling about around her, she indicated to the door. "Please make sure to lock it behind us. We can cut our way through to get them after the landing platform is cleaned off." One of the commandos nodded to her, hanging back after the group left and slicing into the door's security console to seal it shut.

Outside, Fabula looked around, beyond the soldiers and their whole "secure perimeter" nonsense. Several rooms, and the haze of panicked need was too thick in the air for her to properly single out exactly where the pirates were. She sighed to herself and, keeping her eyes downrange, pulled her lightsabers out of Alna D'Lessio's toolbelt. "As a large group, we're vulnerable. Small corridors mean lots of chokepoints. Until you get to your objectives, please have someone around to watch your back. Otherwise, we'll need to split up to cover ground." The commandos nodded, and though Fabula couldn't see it, she could guess that they were rolling their eyes behind their helmets' visors.

Of course, there were an odd number of people on the shuttle, and Fabula wasn't going to be moving with a partner anyway. Walking forward without anything vaguely resembling fear, Fabula checked one of the doors that led from the room, then another. A couple of the pirates had managed to come check on what the huge crash was, and were screaming something that Fabs either couldn't hear or didn't care to decipher. She indicated for the rest of the group to take the other door, with no immediate hostiles. "I'll clear this direction. Please keep in contact, as previously discussed. Our first objective is and always will be keeping each other alive."

As the first blaster bolts came flying towards her, Fabs ducked around the doorway she was standing at and activated her lightsabers with the tiniest little twitch of telekinesis. "Secondary objective is to take as many prisoners as possible. Keep the death to a minimum." Taking a deep breath and closing her eyes, Fabula cleared her mind. This was not the time for Rage. Her Darkness would not touch her spirit today. Rather, she found herself in that little island of peace, the ponds and streams and forests of Dathomir. Perfect peace.

Her eyes opened again after only a brief moment, still the color of burnt ash. No Rage. "Move on. Clear the building."

Five little words, and Fabula broke into motion. Faster than any human eye could track, she'd whipped her body around the door frame and charged into a room full of pirates, starting a spinning Ataru maneuver shortly after she passed beyond the door, cutting a man's rifle and the door controls at the same time. She was cut off...but more importantly, so were they.

 

[Naila Rokh]

Naila looked back and forth between @[member="Tracyn Ordo"] and @[member="Joshua DragonsFlame"] curiously. There was a tension between them that wasn't there before. They must have had quite the history between them. Then again, Josh seemed to have history with a lot of people.

Bakahito, she thought blithely, Always a step ahead.

She still felt as if she should say something though to defuse the blonde human's temper. "I'm not sure we're all properly acquainted," She announced, trying to sound friendly. "My name is Naila Rokh." She looked specifically at @[member="Daella Apparine"], as she hadn't spoken a word since getting onto the ship at the last moment. As she introduced herself, the dropship lifted off of the hangar floor, preparing to descend to Nixor's surface.

@[member="Jekk Reth"]
@Cody Jorin

 

[Nameless One]

@[member="Enya May"]

Je'daii moved into the ship and gave a nod of approval. She had her and was always prepared as well but with a smirk let the soldiers close the door while they began to head down. "that is good then, you will need it maybe, the job we have it spreading goodwill and helping but that is not always without risk. So I want you to be ready. Only attack if there is danger to yourself or an innocent and only ignote your blade if you truly must." Her mind was racing and slowly with a second smile the Republic troopers around her were a source of calmness and serenity. They knew how to keep a level head in combat and Je'daii turned her head. "Now are you ready to spread peace and understanding?"

 

[The Wicked Truth]

@Tracyn Ordo @Joshua DragonsFlame @Daella Apparine @Jekk Reth @Cody Jorin

Wicked and Truth both looked at the rest of the group and still their plan of blending into the background remained in effect. There was no need to speak to Cody Jorin who they had met once briefly. At an after party, no they had none as needed and celebrated for Zane that night and then him at the news he had survived and helped save the galaxy. There was a number of things happening while their weapons were checked and peering at the rest both copied each others mannerism's. They also remembered that their commander had been able to briefly tell them apart once.

 

[Fab'ul'ous]

@[member="Domino"]

The Republic squad moved through the halls of the building as they worked to clear it, Wendy felt for a brief moment a brush against her head in the force. It was like she something or someone was here but it was too faint... too chaotic to focus on. She didn't know the feeling but slowly her men made it to the stairs. "Alright move up, we'll take the top floor that is where intel said a group was. Now move." Then they were off and running up the stairs as the group took the flight two at a time rounding with heavy footfalls. For a brief moment her senses flared again before the world seemed to slow down and there was an audible -click- before a spring ejected a mine into the air. "Cover" Was all she could shout as it exploded and smacked her into a wall hard enough to rattle her teeth. The soldiers screamed or were gone while Wendy felt numb. There was copper in her mouth and she realized her tongue had been bitten. She put a hand to her head and it came away wet with blood as finally she noticed the ringing in her ears that kept her from hearing things.

 

[Seth Harkness]

@Je'daii," Yes, I'm ready" Enya responded with a soft nod as she brushed a stand of her black hair out of her sapphire blue eyes, and as to keep it from her face she began to brade it so it was one big brade down her back.

 

[Quenladose]

@[member="Fabula Cavataio"]

Quenladose watched Fabula go as she moved with the other jedi to clear room. She was smaller and while not always faster she could slip down into rooms and her saber didn't activate the hilt just slammed into a finger to keep it from firing. She slid under ones feet and ran up his back standing on his shoulders before bringing an elbow down on his head to knock him out. One down and four left as the soldiers came in and fired a stun shot into one. The other jedi master ignited her blade while Quenladose jumped off the mans back to another shoulders. Feeling him reaching she kicked away his hand spinning a heel on his head before coming down with her saber like a club. There wasn't going to be a lose of life if she could help it. Fabula was far different from when they had met previously. Now she was just looking to have a master who might be there for her... The idea of following her had been a constant but here and now.

She moved into another room and stopped looking at the large pirate while holding her hands up. "Please surrender, if you give up I won't have to hurt you." As he laughed and prepared to fight she ran up and kicked his ankle getting him to pop it up as her other hand smacked his hands with the hilt of the saber. Finally he fell over as Quenaldose stood over him and spoke letting the soldiers come around. "I am sorry for that but it had to be done."

 

[Jorin]

@Tracyn Ordo @Joshua DragonsFlame @Daella Apparine @Jekk Reth @[member="The Wicked Truth"]

Jorin sat quietly, looking over his weaponry and looking at the map of the communications area on his heads up display. He noticed both Wicked and Truth and gave them both nods of acknowledgement. He hadn't seen the two in a while, it'd been some party after the Republic completed a series of takeovers, led by Zane Watts, a clone of the Grandmaster himself. "Good to see you ladies again." He said to the twins, addressing them over the communications network.

 

[Roon Ganar]

@[member="Samara Galloway"] @[member="Henry Lightinger"]
Roon was clad in what looked like a normal spacer outfit, common grey pants and white shirt with a jacket over it, underneath the jacket a lightsaber was hidden.
Most of the time he had his hands folded behind his back, not really sure what to do with them otherwise, following close behind Master Galloway and the pirate.
He watched the new environment, looking here and there, it was his first real trip outside the Temple walls, and the slavery he witnessed was.. unnerving and disgusting to him, he could not believe that places like this were still allowed to function.
But that why he was training to be a Jedi Knight, so he can cease the existence of markets like this one.
When they came upon the cage where small Felcatian was kept, Roon looked at it, with even more disgust, which amount only increased when they went around and he heard the concluding part of the little girl "owner's" conversation.
Roon leaned in closer to Samara, whispering to her
"Master Galloway, may I propose we liberate or purchase this young female in order to save her?"