Arrived in:
The Leviathan of Sev Tok
Starfighter Compliment:
Nuetralizer TIE (5 Squadrons)
Accompanied by:
Sarka Class Frigates (10)
Starfighter Compliments:
Nuetralizer TIE (1 Squadron per frigate)
Wearing:
Chitin of Darth Xiphos
Armed with:
Constant Gardener
With:
Maple Harte
Equipment:
The Cane Without Fear
Vera Mina
(Command Form, see bio)
Equipment:
Regenerative Dress,
Law Abroad
Westenra Mina
(Lana Layne Configuration. See Bio for details)
Equipment:
Piloting Catsuit,
Bloodstone
Objective: All
Two hours prior...
Maple Harte was very hesitant to come aboard the Monstrosity she beheld in the blackness of Space.
It was finished. Laertia's nightmare weapon lived.
It reminded her of a giant black mechanical squid with blue running lights. It bristled with exotic Weaponry. She had never seen anything like it.
It made her want to weep for what Laertia had thrown aside to get it.
She piloted her black chromium 327 Nubian into one of its hangar bays. It loomed, it's enormous height making it a tower of death.
It even looked Organic somewhat. That was never a good thing, in her experience. It screamed Vong Tech.
Maple wasn't sure what she expected, stepping into a Battle Cruiser made by the only other Survivor of The Marksmen besides herself that she could find.
She could never have imagined Laertia designing a battleship. The woman who had once wanted nothing more than Moya, her ship and her bunnies had crafted a monster to reflect her own inner monstrosities.
In that sense, The Leviathan of Sev Tok could be said to be an analogy to Xiphos herself...a relentless, tireless abomination in black. Unforgiving to enemies, and a terror symbol even to allies.
Maple walked off the ship in her Living Armor, The Shroud of Madness, carrying Dashade Sonic Disruptors and her Lightsaber Staff. A number of Model 1's awaited on deck. Model 2's were filing into drop ships.
"Maple. Welcome. Glory awaits." The Model 1 said.
"Gerard right? From Sev Tok?"
"Another dinner in Hell." Gerard joked. "Full mobilization. Today my brothers and sisters shall gain vengeance for Csilla."
"And where do I fit into all this, today?" The chocolate haired Bounty Hunter asked.
"Xiphos wants you and Aunt Vera to lead the ground operation."
"
Vera? Nine let
that psychopath off her leash?" Maple asked as she walked with the silvery murderbot.
"We're all psychopaths today, Harte..." Gerard replied.
"Nine must be feeling generous."
"We ourselves predicted she would be more amicable to continuing her research with Mother once The Amalgam was dead or confirmed as such, especially since we haven't publicly worked with the cult since...since..."
"Kerest..." Maple said. "How is Laertia?"
"How would
you be if you found out the person who you gave your virginity to killed your parents? She hasn't spoken. Hasn't taken off that Armor. Just gives us orders through her Force Magic." Gerard answered as they stepped into a turbolift.
"How long were you aware?" Maple asked.
"Some bros came back from Korriban who had worked with her side squeeze The Battalion. There was a massive shrine to this 'Darth Phyre's Her face was all over it."
"Your mother shouldn't even be fighting, Gerard." Maple warned.
"She was confined for two months afterward to make
some kind of recovery. We couldn't hold her from the field indefinitely. And the Leviathan of Sev Tok won't launch without her express authority."
Maple grimaced. Xiphos was trying to run away from her problems by warfare.
"Couldn't you have picked a less fethed up stress reliever, Laertia?" Maple muttered to herself as the lift opened and she was ushered into the bridge.
It was a mix of Organic and Mechanical, almost techno-gothic in it's aesthetic.
Maple spotted Darth Xiphos in the chair, clad in her flesh, dark blue organic armor, face covered by a form fitted helm with an opaque visor. Next to her was one of the Westenra copies Maple recognized, a Pilot in the GA called Lana, wearing a metallic red and yellow catsuit. And next to her was the previously mentioned Psychopath.
She looked like a female Chiss, with dark red hair wearing a white, sleeveless catsuit.
Maple feared few but Vera was one of those few
"So good of you to join us, Miss Harte..." Vera Mina said, known in this guise as 'Rom'.
"So, Nine was comfy letting you loose?" Maple immediately asked.
"It is been a long journey of self discovery for me. Don't get snippy. It does you no favors." Rom replied.
"It's not being snippy. You get kill-drunk."
"Pot, meet Kettle..." Rom replied.
"Unlike you, I don't enjoy it..."
Xiphos wordlessly cut off any further debate with an angry hand gesture.
"Maple, Xiphos has requested you go with me to Port Sorrow to disrupt any and all attempts to offload slaves. She wants to sack the entire port. My beloved Sister will lead an assault on the Skyhook. Xiphos... Xiphos will remain up here, commanding the Leviathan."
"Laertia..." Maple said softly, slowly approaching the devastated woman.
"Laertia...say something...please..."
Xiphos remained silent, though she made no move while Maple touched her face plate.
"I can't pretend to understand how hurt you are...but even at your worst you didn't deserve that..." Maple said. "I'll help you kill her...if you want my help."
Xiphos stiffly shook her head. Maple sighed.
"When you're ready...I'll listen..." she said softly before scowling at a smirking Rom.
"Let's go." Maple grunted, leaving Xiphos on the Bridge. Rom and the Westenra copy followed her into the turbolift.
Present...
The Leviathan of Sev Tok jumped out of Hyperspace entering the Rhand System, accompanied by 10 Sarka Class Frigates, two of which immediately broke off for the planet, the other eight remaining with the Leviathan.
My Children... Xiphos called out to every Nuetralizer present via her technopathy.
Today we...we drown the wicked in their own blood. The Maw are heathens who offend the Gods in their cruelty. Show no mercy. Cut down these blasphemers and cast down their idols. Burn the whole place down if you must...
The holy city of the Maw hung over Rhand. Xiphos silently regarded it with a diamond focus, the Fanaticism to inflict a blemish on the Maw building in her. Especially as her view screen displayed the large ships of
Tu'teggacha
The first words audibly spoken by Xiphos in weeks came out as a dry, cracked hiss over the intercom.
"All hands, enemy contact IMMINENT."
The terrible Leviathan unleashed a controlled swarm at the same time the Sarka Frigates did.
They were half the size of a regular Tie Fighter, but had the shape of an ancient automated TIE. They kept a wide berth of the Leviathan after launching. Since there were so many of them, more could be fitted on the decks.
Xiphos launched her entire starfighter compliment, loaded with the brains of her Model 1 children.
The Leviathan moved, already taking fire, but it's Singularity based defenses, courtesy of its Dovin Basals, were holding, and holding well as it got close enough to launch multiple salvos of Energy Torpedos, all scaled to capital ship grade, at the Nightmare Eternal, while the Sarka Frigates fired their composite beam cannons at the other ships around the Lead Destroyer, swarms of Starfighters speeding towards them at the same time...
Meanwhile...
"So...are you
actually the Pilot version of Westenra operating in the GA or are you just moonlighting?" Maple asked as she geared up to go to Rhand.
The Westenra Copy looked at her as it plopped into the seat of its blood red X-Wing.
"Can't abide a mystery?" The Copy asked teasingly.
"Merely curious."
Rom, who was busily looking over a DC-17M, stopped and paused.
"I confess, I'd not thought to ask which 'you' I was talking to either, Sister."
"I forgive you." The Copy said teasingly before the Canopy closed over her.
"Can't keep track any more than I can with her, eh?" Maple asked scathingly as the Westenra Copy flew out of the Hangar.
"You're just jealous I have so many sisters..." Rom replied, sticking her tongue out at her.
Maple, curiously had no retort to that as they both went aboard the Silent Erika.
"Is this thing of yours stealthed?" Rom asked.
Maple, not wanting to tempt fate by using that James Marsden quote about the X-Jet, simply nodded and lifted out of the hangar bay once she got in the cockpit, catching Gerard giving a thumbs up as she lifted off...