Civil War: Counter Strike | Mandalorians

[Rekali the Hutt]

Location: Docks
Allies:True Mandalorians [member="Mia Monroe"] [member="Alkesh"]
Enemies: Death Watch [member="Kade Kelborn"] [member="Marev Priest"] [member="Kad Tor"] [member="Strider Garon"] [member="Silas Mantis"]

The call was made, and Rekali the Hutt was thrown into the air. It wasn't quite as fast as being dropped into atmosphere, ala the last battle, but it was quick enough. He'd be at the frontlines soon, but he had a moment in the sky to pick a couple target. Taking his crossbow he focused his sighs on one [member="Marev Priest"] and opened fire, letting loose a couple of explosive bolts.They were nothing special, so far as explosives were concerned. About as strong as your average grenade, just a bit more precise.

"OYA!" The Hutt would scream as he flew through the air, the rumble of Bes'ullik's echoing underneath his tail. The light of sun beated around the battlefield, glimmering off of Sundari's dome. By battle's end the Dome would likely be cracked. The docks may have been taken, but they would be damaged in the meantime. The Hutt thought he heard a report that someone from the Ordo clan was planting explosives in the sewers. It was a shame, but it was necessary.

When an arm healed incorrectly, one needed to break it before it could be set again. So too was Mandalore, bleeding before it could be healed.

 

[Lok Xiangu]

Location: In the air
Allies: Death Watch ([member="Aryn Spar"], [member="Cinara Vencu"], [member="Narir Tracyn"], [member="Atiniir Starrider"])
Enemies: Fake Mandos™ ([member="Gilamar Skirata"], [member="Vila Sayne"], [member="Magnus Deshra"])

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• Armor
• Pistol
• Scattergun
• Knife
• Proton Grenade (x2)
• Thermal Detonators (x2)
• EMP Grenade (x2)

Orders were given and the whole unit of warriors followed the Togorian as they pursued the Insurgents that threatened the great dome city of Sundari. The enemy was mixed with war droids, bombers, starfighters, and other aerial vehicles that would use its ordnances to damage the dome. Which meant that the intense heat surrounding Sundari would threaten and compromise those living within it. A typical tactic of Mia perhaps after blowing up Mandalore and spreading radiation amongst innocents.

As Death Watch pursued their targets, some fighters came on to their side and started firing. Some soldiers would survive as firing at a small, fast moving targets would need intense concentration and be difficult. Few were unlucky as they were hit and sent falling down to their fate. Lok and a detachment of Mandalorians raced towards the speeding fighters, making sure to not be exactly in front of the fighters so they wouldn't get rammed by sheer kinetic force.

The Outlaw would use his grappling hook on his right arm on Magnus' fighter as his plans were to disable it and kill anyone inside of it. With the velocity the vehicle was going, Lok's arm would be pulled, not completely, but just enough for his muscles to be strained and pulled.

"Son of a..." the man yelled out from the pain in his right arm, but would keep on moving until he was on the ship itself to activate his magnetic sole grips on his boots. The others that were with him would hopefully be successful in climbing on the fighters in whatever method they chose to do so. The Munin would then get to work as he had a way on disabling this ship.

Killing or knocking out the pilot.

 

[Armand Temi]

Location: Streets above the sewers
Allies: [member="Kaden Farr"] [member="Garon Priest"] [member="Narir Tracyn"] [member="Vilaz Munin"] [member="Briika Tor"] [member="Yasha Mantis"] [member="Tal Vizsla"] [member="Daral Tal'Verda"]
Enemies: [member="Muad Dib"] [member="Sol Damerin"] [member="Rapax"] [member="Darth Kentarch"] [member="HK-36"] [member="Daxton Bane"]

With a mechanical whoosh, Rena dropped down from a silent transport onto the outskirts of Sundari. The Blood Rider, mounted upon a Basilisk War Droid decorated with Namadi clan symbols, had arrived from Enceri to the Mandalore domed city to lend a hand in the civil war that had broken out across the planet.

The Death Watch member could not decide exactly which weapons to bring with her, and “packing them all” was not an option. Not if she needed a modicum of stealth and movement throughout the bio-cube. Rena decided to have at her disposal her favorite pair of crushgaunts, a FWG-5 Flechette Pistol and a kal for some up close and personal slashing. Ysalamiri strapped into a nutrient frame on her back, mounted right above a jet pack, she knew there were two locations in the city that potentially needed her help - the docks or the sewers.

And while the sewers sounded much less appealing, she muttered to herself: “What goes into the tunnels, has gotta come out of them eventually."

Her mount thumped along slowly, while Rena patrolled the somewhat empty streets, glancing around for any exits or entrances to the sewer. As she passed a few areas that looked as it could spew out garbage, including the filth-covered aruetii, and made a mental note of their locations. Under her helmet, the Mandalorian still wore a bandage upon her nose, the injury courtesy of a cantina fight with a fellow Death Watch member. She tried not to think about that night - the highs and the lows as emotion only took up unwanted space in her head, space that was not about calculating where the enemy was and her response to their threat.

 

[Darren Onyx]

Location: The Dome, Entering Sundari City en-route to The Palace
Allies: The Rebels
Enemies: The Loyalists, [member="Ra Vizsla"]

Onyx watched as the massive swarm of fights waged war against the skies of Mandalore. Hovering above the central conflict, he examined the large dome. There was plenty of structural damage, but no hole for him to enter through. He needed to get into the city, whatever it took. It was times like these he would think up some horrific plan that would probably get him killed, though he was always lucky enough to survive. Was it luck? He was about to find out.​

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Scanning the dome quickly he found a few spots that weren't blown open but they could be with enough force. Unfortunately for Onyx, his freighter had no weapons on-board. He would need to find another way to break through. He thought silently to himself, eyeing the dome once more from above. "Break... through..."​

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Taking a breath Onyx began to bring the ship higher, away from the battle and towards the vacuum of space above. Then he brought the controls forward, his ship screeching against the wind as it fell faster and faster to the planet below. Faster and faster. Onyx held his breath, this would hurt. Aiming for the weakest part of the large structure, his ship smashed through the metals and materials that made up the massive dome. His ship was built to survive conditions such as this, but that wasn't his concern.​

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Suddenly the ship broke through and the city was below him. Onyx attempted to pull up however he was too late. Smashing into several building his ship came crashing down onto the streets of Sundari. As it hit the ground Onyx was thrown forward and smashed his head onto the primary console of the ship. Several systems computers caught fire and smoke filled the cabin. But the impact had taken it's toll, Onyx was unconscious.​

 

[HK-36]

Location: Sundari Within A Tall Apartment Complex Tower
Allies: [member="Muad Dib"], [member="Sol Damerin"], [member="Rapax"], [member="Daxton Bane"], [member="Darth Kentarch"], Mando'ade
Enemies: Those who would attack him, whether they are Death Watch or the Liberators
Inventory: Alesia Combat Shield, Abregado SR-1, Armored Vong Biot (Fashioned to look like black Ancient Mandalorian Crusader Amor), Chameleon Cloak, 2x Heavy Magnetic Revolvers, Spear of Rae, Sliver of Light (Lightsaber), Gauntlets of Gravitational Mastery, Combat Lightsaber, among other things

If the droid knew who were the other characters Muad recruited to his cause, besides Sol, the machine might have been very displeased about working with the likes of Sith or assassins who he faced before during the Atrisian incident. Perhaps it was better to not tell the droid until it was necessary.

Either way, by then HK made his way down from the rooftop through the various stairways and apartments within the complex on top of which he previously landed. The droid would step through silently, although clad in his armored Vong biot fashioned in the design of ancient Mandalorian Crusader armors, and wrapped in his thick black chameleon cloak, he had his sound dampeners engaged, muting all his movements. In one of his hands he carried a heavy Abregado SR-1 with a computerized scope, a powerful shattergun sniper rifle. From time to time when entering an apartment he would bring it up and connect to the scope, scanning over the distance to track the motions of Muad and his group from his height advantage, having an overwatch on them.

It was then, looking from behind a window near the top floor of the apartment complex when the droid spotted [member="Narir Tracyn"], moving through the alleyways and streets, watching Muad and his group.

You have got to be fething kidding me.

The droid calculated to himself,

Child soldiers, I thought Viszla had balls.

Narir may have had a helmet on and be covered in armor, but the droid's scan even from afar uncovered the truth, the body composition, dimension, ratios, he could tell just from his size and appearance that he was a boy before the prime of his life.


His attention however has been caught by the sudden noise much more closer to the complex where he was in, the sound of [member="Rena Namadi"] as her thumping basilisk war droid made its way through the streets nearby, searching for the entrances to the sewer.

The droid opened up an encrypted channel to Muad and his team, using the one they would agree on beforehand, sending out a silent text transmission,

You have company. A basilisk rider patrolling the exits to the tunnels, might interfere on your way back.

Covering himself in his chameleon cloak and activating it the droid would step closer to the window to peer down at Rena and scan over her while in his stealth field.

Looks like clan Nemedi from the symbols, my databanks tell me they swore allegiance to Viszla. Conveniently enough they have a ysalamiri pack.

HK would turn away from the window, stepping back to have a look around the apartment,

I will try to get her away and cause some distraction for you.


Moving to look through the various rooms the droid would stop as he saw an abandoned guitar, or Mandalorian equivalent of one, in a corner. Shrugging the machine would reach down and grab the device by its neck, lifting up his cloak to string the instrument onto his back beneath his stealth cloak. He would look left and right then, the apartment was already abandoned, one of the lucky buildings that managed to evacuate before the worst fighting in the area begun, all the droid had to do now was to come up with a plan.


[member="Yasha Mantis"], [member="Kaden Farr"],

A sudden couple of hypervelocity bullet sounded out cutting through the air on streets above the sewers, which those who were following Muad and his group may have heard or not, while shutterguns, especially those made by HK and his goonies, fired silently due to built-in sound dampeners within their barrels, their bullets still made a sharp hissing sound as they cut through the air at incredible speeds. One of the bullets whistled right over Narir's head, with a loud smash embedding itself into a wall above him and sending our a shower of duracrete dust and shards as it shattered portion of the wall he was passing by, at least if he wasn't quick enough to move away.
The second bullet would have actually clipped Muad, it would not be fatal, or even actually pierce his body, the top of his pauldron would have suddenly be hit, caving the armor portion on his shoulder in in a gruesome dent if not splitting it in half from the impact and probably pushing Muad down to the ground from the force before the bullet ricocheted off and flew into another wall, causing its duracrete to shudder and groan but with less impact than the first one.

In the distance there would have been a noise of a window shattering, one very close to Rena actually as she would be able to hear the glass falling down and shattering on the ground, as a figure wrapped in black clothing jumped out and suddenly there was a flash and woosh of jet systems as the black silhouette took off in a flight towards the Sundari streets, away from the palace.

 

[Subject 37]

Location: Sundari Outer Reaches
Allies: Death Watch
Enemies: Insurgents | [member="Gilamar Skirata"]

They weren't as armored, they weren't the tanks of the sky, but they were fast. They were more maneuverable.

The cloud of Death Watch warriors could move more swiftly and erratically than any Fighter, any Basilisk war droids. Compared to the much larger and bulkier craft they were swift. Even Aryn, his massive form floating through the sky managed to dodge and wave his way through the concussive blasts of the shockwave generators, moving and ducking under fire, catching only glancing blows on his on Beskar'gam. A scowl pulled across his lips as he drew closer.

He moved swiftly ducking low and diving for only half a heartbeat as he saw one of his brothers land on a Basilisk only to be eradicated seconds later by a disruptor.

The Togorian roared within his helmet, his jetpack bursting into renewed life.

Aryn went rocketing forward, shooting low beneath the Basilisk and dodging blast after blast. He surged, and then his claws came up. The heavy beskar that had been implanted into his palms shot forth, mandalorian iron meeting mandalorian Iron as Aryn attempted to his his claws to find a hold within the underside of the lead basilisk, digging his way into the metal and using his immense strength to pull away at the metal plating that protected the beasts underbelly.

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Only tagging the enemy I'm directly engaging so 2351235213 dont get tagged

 

[Arla Ordo]

Location: Streets above the sewers
Enemies: Death Watch
Allies: Mandalorians [member="Kal Ordo"] [member="Kix Tal'Verda"]

Beneath her feet she felt a vibration that grew in intensity nearby one of the cover flew into the air as if pushed by a build-up of pressure and then....nothing. What was that? Her buy'ce tilted up and down as she tracked the manhole cover. She stared over at the opening who was blowing who up?

She did not want to open communications in case it was tracked. She stared at the hole in the streets she knew there was confrontation in the sewers. Better judgement would send the normal non mandalorian in the other direction. Shaking her head she muttered 'no one ever said I followed better judgement" She walked over to the gaping hold in the street, its perfect circle offering a portal into the unknown.

She shrugged, and jumped down.

Landing kneeling as she scanned around her there was trace amounts of radiation was it from the disaster Mia created or someone else was adding their own touches. She didn't know right now everyone deserved a good kick in the shebs. Shouldn't be warring on each other should be trying to figure out how to come together. THAT was what Ra had said THAT was what made her follow him, he promised unity.

THIS was as far from unity as one could get. Arla pushed up and leaned against the wall. Where was Verz? He he answered the call to either? After their last night on Mandalore after rescuing folks and trying to figure things out she would have thought he would be here. adding his two credits to everything. They should all be hunting Mia not each other...this was so messed up.

She shook her head chose a way, and began slowly walking just as Naimes had taught her...where was Naimes? Was he here somewhere on Mandalore? Where was Garrus? He was more reasonable than Strider, sometimes..She had learned so much from all of them....for a brief moment Arla allowed fear to creep in...what if they were dead? She couldn't think on that...no...keep moving.

 

[Yasha Cadera]

Location: Sundari City Streets
Allies: DW Echoy'la Soluse (@Yasha Mantis [member="Kaden Farr"] [member="Garon Priest"] [member="Narir Tracyn"]) [member="Rena Namadi"] [member="Ra Vizsla"]


Enemies: [member="Rapax"] [member="Darth Kentarch"] [member="Muad Dib"] [member="HK-36"][member="Sol Damerin"]





One fact remained: [member="Ra Vizsla"] ordered Yasha to take her squad to safety in the Barracks, and [member="Muad Dib"]'s troop was in her way. She craned her head, soaking in the familiar voice.





Who could forget the voice of the man Ra beat to a pulp during the Death Watch rendezvous? The way they stood didn't match the fervour and desperation of the Death Watch soldiers. Death Watch was a band of Mando'ade, who were desperate to avenge the deaths of millions of their vode by [member="Mia Monroe"]. They were the effect of Monroe's monstrous horrors, the penalty of her desire for tabula rasa. No slate got clean without a mess. No warrior race hit the reset button without a battle for its' very soul. Was Ra Vizsla the best solution to the Mando'ade's current tragedy?





An eight year old had little to do with policy. A being of survival and adoration, all Yasha knew was her Buir [member="Preliat Mantis"] caught Ra, when he got shot, her Ba'vodu [member="Silas Mantis"] fought beside her, and her Mama [member="Aditya Mantis"]' death needed to be avenged. Ra Vizsla looked down on her as her father used to, before Mama died and his soul died with her. He gave her food from his own table, training in Mando'a and war. Ra gave Yasha the confidence of knowing that in his eyes, she wasn't the sort of mad monster to be tied in a sack and drowned in a river. How could anyone follow the woman, who killed millions then turned and went "What? Why by the Force does anyone have issue with what I've done!?"





Yasha saw [member="Narir Tracyn"] on the other side and nodded. About to start her assault, the duracrete behind Narir burst.





Yasha made a sharp whistle, and sprinted toward [member="Muad Dib"]'s group, sliding under a dumpster to snap out and use the chaos of the fired shots to her advantage. The whistle was the signal to light the insurgents up, and she had the confidence of a commander whose soldiers were compliant.





The girl was fearlessly fast. A void in the Force, coming at [member="Sol Damerin"] from behind as she released her gauntlet blades and slashed deep enough to snag bone at the backs of his legs. She attempted to deke away, roll back to take cover behind debris.





"Babuir Ra doesn't want glory! He wants [member="Mia Monroe"] to pay for nuking our home! She's the one killing p-p-people, you goonie! She killed my Mama! Go away!!" Yasha screeched, her girl's voice peppering with the blaster fire from above. Glory. This war wasn't about glory.





It was vengeance and recompense for the rivers of blood Monroe turned to dust in her defence of the title 'Liberator'. Whether she reached that cover depended on how accurate [member="Kaden Farr"] and [member="Garon Priest"] were with their blasters and sniper rifle. She swerved, eyeing [member="Darth Kentarch"].





He looked like a miniature version of the goop-monsters she and her Mama fought in the Netherworld, during her formative years in Hell. She whistled a deeper whistle, giving [member="Narir Tracyn"] the order to use his love of fire to their advantage.

 

[Kaden Farr]

Location: Sundari City Streets
Allies: DW Echoy'la Soluse ([member="Yasha Mantis"] [member="Kaden"] Farr [member="Garon Priest"] [member="Narir Tracyn"]) [member="Rena Namadi"] [member="Ra Vizsla"]
Enemies: [member="Rapax"] [member="Darth Kentarch"] [member="Muad Dib"] [member="HK-36"] [member="Sol Damerin"]
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With notice of the cover fire, Kaden watched as Yasha was about to move. Suddenly there was a stream of random slugs lighting up the sky. Narir was shot at, the man Kaden was targeting was shot at, as well as the glass near another woman wearing the Death Watch patch shattering. Kaden pushed past the urge to freeze. As Yasha ran toward the group which was blocking their way to the barracks he listened for her series of whistles.

Yasha had taught them a series of special sounds to communicate with each other. It was a sight to be seen, but the young children moved like their own unit. That was the point. Yasha led them as if she was the Mand’alor they followed. Kaden would follow her anywhere, and as it happened that was behind a dumpster.

Kaden moved as she moved to get a better shot if it was needed. The top of the dumpster was used to steady his blaster rifle. His sights were back on [member="Muad Dib"] and once he felt the shot was clear he squeezed the trigger.

His blaster rang out with the chorus of other shots which were happening around them. Everything moved fast, but Kaden felt alive. As he told Yasha, each kill brought them closer to Mia, the one who was responsible for the death of so many, and for making him an orphan. Revenge was the only thing that filled his life. It wasn’t until the Mantis’ took him in that Kaden felt like he was part of something again.

”Anyone in our way dies!!

Kaden started firing again and again and again!

 

[Talise Skirata]

LOCATION: Sundari Dome assault
OBJECTIVE: Attack dome
ALLIES: Mandalorians | [member="Mia Monroe"] | [member="Atin Kandossii"] | [member="Vila Sayne"] | [member="Gilamar Skirata"]
ENEMIES: Death Watch | [member="Ra Vizsla"] | [member="Aryn Spar"]
OTHER PEOPLE I WAS FORGETTING: [member="Darren Onyx"] [member="Atiniir Starrider"] [member="Strider Garon"] [member="Narir Tracyn"] [member="Yasha Mantis"] [member="Kade Kelborn"] [member="Vilaz Munin"] [member="Silas Mantis"] [member="Marev Priest"] [member="Alkesh"] [member="Rekali the Hutt"] [member="Kad Tor"] [member="Quell Rook"] [member="Kaden Farr"] [member="Briika Tor"]


"Sqaudron commanders break!" she said as they moved for the dome, "Weapons free."

She took command of her wing and escort as they neared the dome and opened fire on the looming structure. What would her husband say if he were alive to see this. If Gilamar had not chosen this side of the war she would have gladly let Monroe pay the price for the death she had. She would be happy to let Ra pay for the price of the death he was bringing. She wanted a chance for a new life a fresh start and everyone seemed primed to deny her.

She banked with her wingpersons and opened fire of the southern section of the upper dome with a cuncussion missile and a string of heavy laser fire. She couldn't throttle Monroe or Vizsla right now but she had an objective and that would be enough for now.

"Striil wing come back around for another run." she said to her wing before she switched to comm Vila's bombers, "Happy hunting, Ner Vod."

She didn't know the woman personally, but they were vode now, in this moment, and they had a job to do.

 

[Riggs]

Location: Sundari City Streets
Allies: DW Echoy'la Soluse ([member="Yasha Mantis"] @KadenFarr [member="Narir Tracyn"]) [member="Rena Namadi"] [member="Ra Vizsla"]
Enemies: [member="Rapax"] [member="Darth Kentarch"] [member="Muad Dib"] [member="HK-36"] [member="Sol Damerin"] [member="Rapax"]

Shots rang out in the night. Running a diagnostic built into his HUD the system begin to trace the trajectory of the shots to their origin. Though silent, the velocity and slight sounds of the hyper velocity rounds were traceable. One, nearly impossible. Two, difficult. Three, and the shooter would be pinged.

Yasha went into action after whistling her commands and he obeyed. As she attacked Sol from behind he gently applied the diminutive amount of pressure needed to fire the Verpine sniper rifle and send a slug directly in line for the joint where the cod piece met the other armor segments of Sol's armor.

A slight adjustment and the barrel was aimed at the false Death Watch soldier who had been hit seconds earlier by the hidden sniper. Another light squeeze and the rifle barked sending a slug at the armored Muad.

Turning mere centimeters he lined up a shot at the man who Yasha had rolled toward, an imposing figure, and fired a third round center mass. With Kaden assisting Yasha and Narir to supply an additional plane of attack Garon aimed up toward the buildings.

His HUD had located the sniper next and the trajectory of the rounds were lit up on the display, red lines intersecting at a focal point within a building. Preparing to fire blindly, using only the targeting information from the display he caught motion near the window and began traversing the rifle at the rippling motion across the sky. Not receiving any Death Watch transponder information he made the judgement call to fire and squeezed another round at the unclear figure.

 

[Daxton Bane]

Daxton wiped his blades on the cloak of the cooling corpse at his feet, a regretable but necessary death as the Sith needed access to his apartment and did not have time for a long explanation. While he could have altered his victims memory to completely not recall seeing Daxton, it did not occur to do so, after all the mission was about plausible deniablilty.

Locking and securing the door behind him, Daxton headed to the living room where he pulled back the curtain to reveal a commanding view of the prison compound. His victim was one of the security officers in charge of the closed circuit surveillance, and he was Daxton’s ticket into the prison.

Taking off his helm, the Zabrak touched the corpses with his hands before touching his own face. Using a Force techinque called Masque, in mere moments Daxton wore the security officers face, the advantage of this technique was that it fooled even biometric scans since hs possed the DNA of his victim.

His task complete, he lifted the body and toss it on the recliner. Setting a thermite charge to destroy the evidence after an hour has passed, Daxton gathered everything he needed before exiting the apartment and crossing the avenue to the entrance of the prison.

He entered without a hitch as he knew he would and went to the central surveillance hub where all the records were kept. Now it was up to [member="Muad Dib"] and his teamto get into position so he could kick off the next part of the plan.

 

[Rapax]

Location: in the city headed for the prison
Allies: [member="Sol Damerin"] @HK-36 [member="Darth Kentarch"] [member="Muad Dib"]
Enemies: @Kaden Farr @Garon Pries [member="Narir Tracyn"] [member="Yasha Mantis"]

So much for trying to walk around without being found immediately, How this was possible will be a mystery however the people before them where just kids...but a mandalorians a mandalorian no matter the age, He sensed three voids around them which only meant a few things, Either they are carrying yasalamiri or have found away to become voids in the force which meant any direct attacks with the force is useless but fortunate for him he has more abilities that are not direct however aiming was needed. He was about to wait and see what Sol and Muad would do however he saw as HK-36 probably to sell there cover shot Muad, However the kids didn't seem to buy it as one of them started firing his sniper at Muad while one of the others went for Sol's ankles. It appears that stealth and disguise was not needed anymore there for it was high time to leave but with a sniper on them it'd be difficult ...fortunately he had a way to fix that for a little bit, He reached out to some of the near by buildings above the child that started firing causing it to collapse directly down upon the boy. Using the rubble and smoke and dust that formed when it collapsed he tapped into the force and like a blur he dashed off leaving sol and the others to deal with these children, Hopefully they can understand the circumstances given the kids are not alone with Ra observing the battle and given his telepathy kicked in when Ra showed up he never thought a Gurlanin would try to be Mandalore but fate is a strange thing.

 

[Darth Kentarch]

Location:
Allies: [member="Muad Dib"]
Enemies: Death Watch

Almost as soon as Kentarch met up with Muad's forces, they fell under fire from enemy forces. "Looks like the subterfuge didn't work." He said to Muad. "The minute I draw my lightsaber, the real Death Squad will be on us like a tick on a hound dog." He said glancing at the soldiers pretending to be Death Watch.

Reaching out with the force, he noted something was off. After a moment it came to him that several of the attacking Mandalorians were Force Dead combatants. Then he spotted the kid slashing at [member="Sol Damerin"]. Child soldiers. It was said that thousands of children served as fighters in various government forces and armed opposition forces in conflicts around the galaxy. The Manadalorian Civil War was no different, so much for Mandalorian honor.

As [member="Yasha Mantis"] jumped behind some debris, Kentarch reached out with the force, tearing down the wall of a building and causing it to collapse onto the poor girl. "Please tell me you did not call me here to fight kids." He said to Muad. "You got some candy or something we can throw at them."

 

[Revenchent]

Location: Sundari Palace Gates

"They're saying that was a nuke." One of the guards scowled at a speck on his shoulder plate as he spoke. Evidently appearances were important when death was only a few minutes away. "Well, one that failed to go off anyway. Total dud."

"Monroe's trying to level the palace," Cal's brow furrowed. He knew that some of the confused folks following Monroe were a bit on the crazy side, but he'd expected the woman to reign those rogue elements in. Evidently he had come to expect far too much of her.

The slim chance that Cal might have chosen to throw his lot in with Monroe evaporated along with RC's dreams of nuclear conquest. His helm's vocalizer rumbled as he let out a heavy sigh.

"Bring me to the Mandalore."

"He's busy right now. You know the city's under attack, right?"

"I'm well aware of that. I want to see if he's worth helping," though his visage was hidden by his helmet, one could tell Cal was getting irritated. "Unless you want to tell him that the Tal'verda have chosen to remain neutral after being turned away at the palace gates."

Except Kix is off on his own little adventure. So are the rest. Vizsla doesn't need to know that.

"Well?"

The guards exchanged words, nodded, then turned back to Calico. "You're free to pass. Keep in mind that you'll be dead before you can reach a weapon if you try anything."

"Oh, I know," Cal held his hands up in mock surrender as he stepped past the men. "Can you tell him I'm coming?"

One of the guards grunted, keyed a comm to [member="Ra Vizsla"]. "My Mandalore, there's a man out here claiming that he heads a clan. Says he wishes to speak with you," the guard paused, "His name is Calico Tal'verda, though from what I've heard those northerners are all dead after the homeworld was shattered. What do you want us to do with him?"

 

[Ra Vizsla]

Location: Sundari Palace - Sundary City Streets
Allies: DW @Echoy'la Soluse [member="Yasha Mantis"] [member="Kaden Farr"] [member="Garon Priest"] [member="Narir Tracyn"] [member="Rena Namadi"] @Ra Vizsla [member="Calico Tal'verda"]
Enemies: [member="Rapax"] [member="Darth Kentarch"] [member="Muad Dib"] [member="HK-36"] [member="Sol Damerin"]

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Ra was watching something on the holoscreens.​

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It made him incredibly uneasy. The Mand'alor rolled his shoulder, feeling the pain from the wound that had yet to heal from the assassination attempt.​

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He was stewing.​

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The red visor turned between two of the holoscreens.​

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Mia...​

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The Mand'alor's very being screamed with rage to fight her. To deliver Mandalore it's justice. Yet still....​

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Ra unleashed an unholy roar of defiance, and began storming from the backroom of the palace into the lobby to receive his guest.​

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[member="Calico Tal'verda"] was escorted into the lobby, but Ra didn't seem like he was in the most savory of moods. The towering behemoth walked towards Calico, fully armored, and placed his hand on Calico's shoulder.

"This is a war, vod.​

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My terms for peace can not be negotiated,​

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will not be negotiated,​

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for our Enemy does not see reason and answers only​

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to Arasuum.​

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Come, follow me, and see for yourself."​

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As Ra was talking, bombs planted by [member="Kal Ordo"] were ticking down their timers.

As Ra was talking, the thrusters on his jetpack were igniting.

Glass exploded from the windows as the golden armor of Ra exploded through the roof of the Palace, a string of smoke trailing the Mand'alor.

He was roaring into battle. Towards something.

Towards someone.

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His boots would crash into the duracrete some few meters behind [member="Darth Kentarch"].​

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The butt of his spear would echo against the ground thrice.​

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His visor would inflame red,​

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the Undying's words echoing throughout the street.​

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"By your feet​

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or my hands,​

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you will leave my city, Aruetii.​

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Choose quickly."​

 

[Armand Temi]

Location: Rooftops above sewer, also heading to prison
Allies: [member="Kaden Farr"] [member="Garon Priest"] [member="Narir Tracyn"] [member="Vilaz Munin"] [member="Briika Tor"] [member="Yasha Mantis"] [member="Tal Vizsla"] [member="Daral Tal'Verda"]
Enemies: [member="Muad Dib"] [member="Sol Damerin"] [member="Darth Kentarch"] [member="HK-36"] [member="Daxton Bane"]
Directly Engaging: [member="Rapax"]


Rena had no clue that her presence had been detected until she heard the eerie whistling of bullets punctuating the silence around her, causing the Baskilisk to crouch defensively. It was difficult to tell where the sounds were coming from, but she did need to rethink her plan that her enemies were under her and not over her.

Before she went up, a crash startled her, and she pointed her pistol at the dark figure running away into the night, and blasted away at him, but the heat energy setting did nothing. As the war droid’s rocket thrusters propelled them up, she adjusted the pistol setting to pellets with a built-in tracking system. The next creature - human or alien - to get shot would be hunted until Rena killed them. “No getting away twice, Calyarnr.”

Once the thick feet of the Baskilisk dropped down to the rooftop, she used the droid's sensor to gather any movement below her - only a group of sewer rats at first, but they were likely running away from any conflict, so she examined the sensor map where the pests had come from, and sure enough Rena located the group with Muad Dib, and also the Death Watch kids who closed in upon them.

Suddenly a building began to collapse around the children. “Osi'kyr!” The Force was a powerful tool for battle, and she only hoped the youngsters filled with spirit and bravado of the gatle Mando and were not in over their heads.

The Gurlanin rushed off in the opposite direction, and the Namadi clan member lifted up again, thrusters heading towards him, until she was about forty meters away, aiming and activating the electronic targeting system. She then fired FWG-5, the pellets now knowing exactly where to go. Once they reached three meters away, if it was a successful attack, the pellets would explode and shower Rapax with shrapnel that could pierce almost any normal armor.

 

[Darren Onyx]

Location: Sundari City, A Few Blocks From The Palace Gates
Allies: The Rebels
Enemies: [member="Ra Vizsla"] and his Loyalists

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His head was heavy. As his eyes slowly opened everything was a blur. But as his vision readjusted, adrenaline filled his veins. Someone was here...​

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Behind him he could hear footsteps, getting closer every second. His head facing down and away from the intruder, Onyx didn't know if this figure was a rebel or loyalist. Either way, they wouldn't live to report his location or presence to anyone. Slowly, Onyx gripped the saber that was on his belt tightly. The footsteps were getting very close. He smirked under his mask. A hand rested itself on his shoulder. In one, swift motion, Onyx ignited his saber and brought it down slicing his attack from their shoulder to waist. The Mandalorian, a loyalist it seemed, fell to the ground in pain and agony.​

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He began to crawl away but was stopped as he felt the Force grip itself around his legs. He was dragged back to Onyx, who was standing above him with both sabers now activated. His single working eye turning a bright red color, pure rage fueling his actions. Bringing the sabers down he killed the loyalist and deactivated his sabers. He wouldn't let a crashed ship stop him from his goal. He was in the city, not far from the palace. He was going to find Ra and end him.​

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As he exited the ship onto the city streets, he could hear the fighting all around him. From the dog fights above the Dome to the skirmishes throughout the city. He closed his eyes and focused all he could on Ra. He could sense him. He wasn't too far, though it would require Onyx to be quick if he was to catch up to him. He gripped both sabers in his hand tightly and began to walk among the streets at a steady pace.​

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As he moved he reached out to Ra with all the hate he had built up inside.​

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"I'm coming for you, Ra.​

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I.​

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Will.​

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End.​

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You!"​

 

[Strider Garon]

Location: The Docks
Allies: Death Watch
Enemies: Traitors, [member="Mia Monroe"]

The high sun beaming sky was casket-dread and brooding. Even the clouds seemed morose as if nature itself foretold battle. Sweaty armored hands gripped algid lances as they gazed upon Their rushing foe. The dry, south wind keened and mewled through both the desert wasteland and the souls of the clashing warriors outside of Sundari. Their weapons and armor glimmered cruelly under the blazing sun. Its phantom flame sent ribbons of chrysalis-silver light spilling onto the beastly mechanical mounts that both sides fielded.

They crashed above the deathly white sands, each side charging through maelstrom of hellish missiles and and ordinance. The sounds of battle were horrific. The cacophony of bone rattling explosions, the never ending snaps of blaster fire and the crash and clanging of metal on metal was nothing less then a high paced symphony of war. All over shouted the cries of pain from those of both sides that were being felled, if it be from lance or other means of brutality. The bodies would rain downwards and litter the ground with the dead and dying on the hot burning sands.

Strider's heated tipped lance punctured through a basilisk, a geyser of hydraulic fluid and fuel would burst from the fresh wound. The old man would instinctively tug an slouch the lance to his shoulder, allowing his weapon to slip out of his victim wile it zipped past. He did not have time to see what would of become of his prey for he saw Mia lining up on him. The devil herself was angled to bring death upon him.

The hound of keldabe was a compliant dancing partner, ordering the basilisk to match Mia's rush. He readied himself, couching the lance once more while the tip heated to extreme temperatures in anticipation of impact. There was no words he wanted to exchange with her, it was just death and bloodletting left to be had. He rejoiced in the thought of piling her body on a funeral pyre, seeing the smoke rise into the air and her ashes spread among the very soil of mandalore that she had brought to near destruction. He just needed to skewer her first upon his lance and this all will be over.

 

[Muad Dib]

Location: in the city headed for the prison
Allies: [member="Sol Damerin"] [member="Rapax"] [member="HK-36"] [member="Darth Kentarch"]
Enemies: [member="Ra Vizsla"] [member="Kaden Farr"] [member="Garon Priest"] [member="Narir Tracyn"] [member="Yasha Mantis"]

The best-laid plans of mice and men often go awry.

Muad listened to the frequency burst from HK and nodded his head slightly as he took his first step. They could bluff their way through this. They were just kids. And even if they weren't, surely it wouldn't be too difficult to ease through with the benefit of the buy'ce poker face and continue on to their mission. The odds were in their favor.

The odds are lying, pieces of osik that have a seemingly personal vendetta against the man known as Muad Dib.

A shot rang out. Then another. Muad began to understand HK's plan, that was until the fething Droid shot him. The bullet collided with his shoulder pauldron, jarring his entire body and rocking him forward as some adolescent screamed something unintelligible. He couldn't understand. Maybe cause the voice was shrill. Maybe cause his shoulder was now killing him. Maybe because he was stumbling right into a hail of blaster fire. Who knows.

As his body was rocked by the blasts, each hit stopped (thankfully) by the armor yet still feeling like a rabid keffi was kicking the crap out of him, he careened another direction. Then a high powered slug got his side.

Spinning like a top he dropped behind debris from not one, but two falling buildings and covered in billowing dust that hid his presence. Snarling out a groan his hand landed down to pull the revolver from his holster. Wincing as he rose he felt the tell tale signs of bruised ribs from the onslaught. Possibly cracked. Breathing he pulled the force in to strengthen his body.

Aiming the pistol toward where Kaden had been he waited until wind cleared his view enough to see the child. Having a shot he activated the target finder and fired two rounds of the Flechette cartridges and turned , because his connection in the force dissipated, to see the hulking back of Ra standing before Kentarch. With the shots fired they would auto correct and track Kaden, firing off the razor Flechettes when they reached a certain range. He didn't particularly want to fight a kid, but hey, they shot first.

Aiming the revolver at the center of Ra's back he fanned the hammer, firing all five of the explosive, armor piercing slugs while having a sinking feeling that he was missing some of those children. The phrase from some ancient show filtered through his brain, "I would have gotten away with it too, if it weren't for you meddling kids and your stupid lizard squirrel."