Claiming the Crown pt 2--Justice Shipping

[James Justice]

James Justice's working fist slammed into the medical droid, cracking its photceptors. Its protests had been cut short and the spacer limped out of the medbay. After 8 hours in the bacta tank and some good old fashioned self-healing using the Force, he was fairly better than he had been; both of his broken feet had been mended, most of his open wounds had been turned into nasty patches of new skin, and his eyes were both working once more. He would need to have his three smashed out molars replaced when all this was over, but for now there were greater things to worry about--vengeance.

It wasn't like that was the first time he had been tortured--just one of the worst.

With his left arm still in a sling, and his muscles still aching with lactic acid, the spacer made his way to the bridge. The initial firefight to get to orbit had died down. Now it was time to get to work.

His entire fleet had come to command; all four of the Shadow-class cruisers, Both PuleFlare Heavy Cannon Cruisers, a mass of interceptors, bombers, fighters, and 100 of the Meridian frigates. James could see three of the other Shadow cruisers in the view port as he came on the deck of the fourth.

A hush fell over the deck as James stepped into view. The officers gawked, their eyes staring at both the sight he was and that the space was up and moving after the damage he had sustained. Some said he had died. They said he would never make it. But here he was, against it all, standing, walking, and preparing to help lead the war into the heart of their enemies. James didn't remember much about what had happened during the rescue, and he wished he could forget the prison, but here he was.

With a limping gate he crossed the deck to Anara wrapping his arm around her tenderly before dipping and planting a gentle kiss on her lips. He remembered what she said, that was most important.

"I love you," he whispered to her, savoring the feeling of her gentle skin under his touch.

Vengeance would wait for the moment. The love of his life was all that mattered to him right now.

[member="Anara Valnor"]
[member="Stardust"]
[member="Gray Raxis"]

 

[Zaiden Dean]

Hidden in the most obvious of space, against a side wall, Valashu held crossed arms against his chest. The Archer Armor's hood drawn into place, his Compound Bow at his hip, with the adjacent possessing his Quiver; to some he looked unappealing, yet, as it was, he could likely have slain every man in the fore of the ship before anyone was the wiser. It was his skill set to do so. Others knew how to heal, conjure flames or lightning: he was an Assassin, thus knew how to fulfill contracts. He had power of telekinetic abilities, to a higher degree than anyone would suspect, with talents in those tracking style powers, and stealth. While his TK was his strongest Force skill, the closest was White Current.

Which he used to hide himself now.

However, it was kind of cheated... he also utilized his No-Show. Which negated all tracking measures other than base sight. Thankfully, this allowed him to not be heard outside its protections.

"Sir." A voice murmured in his ear.

Reaching to tap the comlink, he replied, "Go."

"The Fleet is arriving now." Valashu grinned slowly at this, then flipped a switch on his wrist - the No-Show then deactivated.

"The incoming vessels," Val called, "They are mine. Only for aid. If its needed." Of course with his location now obvious, the White Current relinquished possession of his body, and he seemingly materialized. His armaments remained hidden however.

The ships radars by now would be showing a massive amount of incoming vessels. Which though large, tended to not be as random nor assorted as others. At the lead was Hell's Fire, the recently renamed Sovereign Class Heavy Cruiser, and its twin sister Venus. Alongside, though offering a wide berth, were a quadrupled set of Gladiator Class Star Destroyers. Drawing up the rear were the same numbered Broadside Class Cruisers - each holding their Diamond Boron Missiles.

All 6,000 meters of angled fury slowed at approach.

"James, you were out when last I spoke around you, but I reoffer the same." Valashu said, "I am here to fill my committed allegiance. I will aid in bringing all of the men responsible for the treatment to justice. Myself, and my crews, will be at your disposal."


[member="Anara Valnor"] | [member="Stardust"] | [member="Gray Raxis"] | [member="James Justice"]

 

[Stardust Solus Skirae]

War...the beauty of it

After several intense hours of her torturing the tortured and his assistant she got just enough info to be ready to strike...and strike hard she would

Stardust strode forward...unlike the prison she was fully decked out ...she looked beyond ready for war...

As she entered the bridge she noticed James up and shook her head"james you should be in mes bay at the moment "she said and chuckled" guess you wanna see as we take down this...imperial remnant they call themselves "she said as she looked out towards the planet" and even more disturbing info is these people ainy even fighting back.."she said and narrowed her eyes"and the leader is in the most defended part...the capital

With that she turned to [member="Matreya"] as he appeared"have your ship in line with ours its gonna get real ugly..."she said as she came up to a holoprojector which showed the planet"I git info from the men we captured..it appears we will be running into heavy flak"she said and then turned to the three"before anything lands we need to take the outer guns so we can land on the outskirts and make are way through "she said placing a blue dot indicating them" we'll need bombers and fighters on standby...but all I know they got is AA and cruisers...so they'll more then likely be armor and enemy fighter

[member="Gray Raxis"] [member="James Justice"]

 

[Anara Valnor]

She'd been deep in conversation with one of the crew members, discussing tactics and how she could aid the fight with her particular skill set, when the sudden that fell over the bridge drew her attention. With her connection to James she could always sense him, but she hadn't noticed that he'd drawn closer until she spied him standing there, looking at them each in turn.

"James!" she gasped softly, immediately moving to meet him. Gently she wrapped her arms around him, color rising to her cheeks at his whispered words. It was the first time he'd said those three little words and she smiled softly, returning his kiss as she gently brushed her nose against his. "I love you too," she breathed against his lips, a hand moving to slip through his hair. It was a mess, as usual, but she loved that about him; his ability to look so disheveled while being completely put together.

It was sexy.

Taking care to be gentle she leaned lightly into him, head tucked beneath his chin as she allowed herself to enjoy the steady beat of his heart beneath her ear. Gods she'd thought she'd lost him. Once upon a time she hadn't been able to foresee a future where she required the presence of another, but now she couldn't imagine her life without James. Had she lost him...well the galaxy would have burned beneath her rage and sorrow.

He was her greatest weakness and strength all wrapped into one.

Nuzzling lightly into his chest she basked in his presence, keeping from demanding that he return to the medbay. Remaining silent Anara allowed the others to discuss tactics; she would offer her aid when they needed it, but in that moment there was nothing she could give them.

[member="James Justice"]

 

[Zaiden Dean]

Listening to the words of the Twi'lek, he nodded. Just as he was about to speak, the Redhead and James embraced. Instantly feeling awkward, he turned his back to them, scratching at his head sheepishly. It wasn't that he was unaccustomed to public displays of affection, but since his projection to this land, from his own Universe, he had yet to find anyone similar to the shown love.

It made it embarrassing for the assassin.

Nodding to Stardust he spoke finally, "Well, I could project a White Current field around this ship. It could get us in undetected long enough to land.. but I'm not sure about the rest of my fleet." He paused as he rubbed his chin, "Yeah, I guess that might be the best bet.

"Commander." Valashu said, a finger against his ear, "Did you catch that?"

"Yessir."

"We're ready whenever you all are." Val said as he leaned against the wall once more.

[member="Anara Valnor"] [member="Stardust"] [member="James Justice"] [member="Gray Raxis"]

 

[Gray Raxis]

Gray was just looking out on the planet as everyone did there thing behind him. He was still tired mentally even if not physically. That was another side effect of the recovery ability he had learned to do along with the weakened force connection for a few hours, it did not effect your mental fatigue at all. His head was swimming a bit from the days of little to no sleep he had gotten before they finally found James. Speaking of which, James and Anara seemed to be doing something behind him from the way everyone was acting. He just didn't know if they were making out or doing it in public, because James did have a reputation of doing that. He could also hear the mysterious ally behind him speaking with Star. It sounded like everything was ready to go on the planetary assault.

Gray turned around and saw that James and Anara were kissing, which he was glad they were not doing more. He walked over to Star and the mystery man. He said as he got close, " Let me know when you are ready for me to touch ground Beautiful. You know how I am." He smiled at her before he turned his attention to the man. He said, " Thanks for your help back in the prison. I forgot to thank you then. Also I look forward to fighting beside you down there. Glory and Honor to you friend." He smiled to the man as well then put his hand on Star's shoulder. He gave it a squeeze before heading to the hanger bay. He was no good in the sky, so he just needed to be ready to be of use on the ground.

[member="Matreya"] [member="Anara Valnor"] [member="Stardust"] [member="James Justice"]

 

[Stardust Solus Skirae]

Stardust closed her eyes and and looked at the holo projector with a determined look and looked to [member="Gray Raxis"] "get a squadron in the hangar ready...tell them to set their ships to auto pilot and do not board them...then I want those ships filled with explosives" she said and turned to [member="Matreya"]"have your cruisers moved in behind us"

She said as she turned"everyone else board the shuttle and prepare for entrance all hands to battle stations "she said as the crew started scrambling to stations as she started walking for the hangar

When she reached she looked around seeing the fighters being loaded with explosives" mhmm mhmm perfect "she said as she boared a landing shuttle

[member="Anara Valnor"]
[member="Matreya"] your up as James told me for us to continue

 

[Zaiden Dean]

(The whole, "Ready when you are," thing was meant as they had followed orders and gotten behind.)

Valashu listened to his commander as the man spoke. The ships had moved into a straight line behind the head. It formed a straight line, which though illogical to him, could be beneficial in some ways.

He also knew little to nothing about space battles..

[member="Stardust"]

 

[Gray Raxis]

Gray listened to [member="Stardust"] and smiled to her after. He gave her a kiss on the cheek before he turned back to [member="Matreya"] and then nodded to him before heading out to hangar. When he got down there he issued the orders Star gave him to the troops. He watched as they all hustled around to follow them immediately. He wondered if he could ever issue orders to that many people, but he had never really commanded anyone other than himself. He just watched as they all went around looking like scurrying mice. His head was still spinning a bit from the mental fatigue he was suffering from and he soon realized he didn't know what had happened for awhile. He didn't know when he had gotten himself leaned against this landing shuttle either.

Gray soon found himself vanished from the world as his eyes closed unable to handle the mental fatigue any longer. His body slide down the shuttle's hull to the hangar floor and flopped over near the boarding ramp to it. He was soon seeing strange scenes before his eyes in odd flashes as if he was reliving memories that never happened. He was seeing scenes of violence as ships fight each other in the open air which shifted into scenes of ground battle. Troops advancing forward as blaster fire flew all around and explosions went off. The troops soon turned into civilians as they cheered for some ruler, but it was unclear who this ruler was. It all just passed by as he laid there near the shuttle boarding ramp.

[member="Anara Valnor"] [member="James Justice"]

 

[Stardust Solus Skirae]

As started boarded the shuttle she looked over at gray who suddenly passed out and picked him up as she sat him by her and held him up"hey gray are you OK..."she said as she closed her eyes as she focused energy to him and patted him on the back"

She looked as every landing craft was boarded"ma'am the ships are ready for you to give the command"she nodded to the soldier and got in the comm"people of Justice shipping....we are here not to bring war...not to bring death...but to free these people and remove he military power controlling these people....some of you...may not come back...but know your sacrifice will be remembered "she said as she hit the button closing the door" do not back down...do not fear them...do not hesitate... Show them that the price for holding James hostage and holding the planet the same will be met with their blood spilled....all ships.. TAKE OFF! GAVE THOSE FIGHTERS AHEAD AND AIM THEM STRAIGHT FOR THOSE DEFENSES" she yelled into the come as the fighters took off and out towards the planet followed by the crafts filled with soldiers as she stood and grabbed her helmet as she looked at it and put it on as she felt the ship rock

Ten minutes later

The fleet and ships started towards the planet...flak immediately started popping up hit soem of the fighters that kept towards their targets...some exploding on hit some becoming fire balls of doom"[member="Matreya"] have your cruisers go right mine will go left box them in!"she said as starfighters started impacted causing multiple explosions and destorying a large amount of AA guns...now the crafts remained as they laned on the outskirts "alright folks...green light..go! Go! Go!" She said as the door opened and troops started running towards the troops started firimg...surprisingly meeting lil contact but enough that they had to stop and eliminate it and move forward"


Meanwhile in the sky the enemy cruisers started towards the allied cruiser
[member="Gray Raxis"]
[member="James Justice"] [member="Anara Valnor"]

 

[Zaiden Dean]

"Transfer command." Valashu said, "Follow this ship's commander as if myself for the time being." He said into his ear piece. Instantly he could see his ships pull to the right to box in their enemies.

Soon enough they landed, and Val smiled as he readied himself. Nodding to the others he said, "I'm going with the first assault. See you whenever!" At that, he ran then dove through the air towards land. Most wouldn't have seen it, but he injected himself with a syringe full of Boost just seconds prior, thanks to this, while mid flight he snapped his Bow into its true position, nocked an arrow and let it fly, repeating it then again before even hitting the ground.

Both targets hit their mark just as his shoulder slammed to the ground, turning itself into a roll that ended with him rightside up. Moving in a blur, thanks to Boost plus Force Speed, he nocked multiple arrows in quick succession before releasing them too.

The surprising thing for many would be the shot that came at his chest, which he noticed only after turning to his right to attack a new target: the shot never touched him! Turning around it, he swung the Bow upward once more to slay yet another. There were several dozen opponents on ground, as the planetary defense had a warning to ready their men. But it didn't matter. He was faster than they right now, and could calculate 80% of the battle as it was ensuing. The few shots that managed to strike his Archer Armor did nothing, as the suit was nigh indestructible, while beneath he wore his prototype Kinetic Bodyglove which was made from Kinetic Gel combined with Uller Horn being mixed within it. Basically he couldn't be touched by normal men.

As the opponents began a slow, but steady retreat to high grounds, he held a hand outward that summoned his arrows back at once. Stashing them again within his quiver he took a deep breath, his mind flying at incredible speeds as he planned his next move. Ahead there seemed to be a man that was trying to guide his allies. Drawing up his Bow yet again, he drew back the wire tight, then loosed an arrow once more, striking the man in the center of his throat.

[member="Stardust"] [member="Gray Raxis"] [member="James Justice"] [member="Anara Valnor"]

 

[Gray Raxis]

Gray felt the shuttle shake as flak began to hit it, and it jolted him back to a waking state. He slowly opened up his eyes and found himself resting his head on Star's shoulder. He moved it off and waited for his senses to return to him. It took a bit longer than usual because of the mental fatigue he was still suffering from, but he eventually realized what was going on. He got himself readied for what was going on and watched their mysterious ally get ready to leap out of the ship. He got up and went to the open door. He began to focus on the force and pulled it into himself to reinforce his body. He could still feel the mental fatigue, but was glad to see he wasn't as bad as he was earlier. It seemed he had some of those prophetic dreams though about the battles taking place.

Gray soon followed the archer out of the shuttle and leaped towards the ground. He lived for these kinds of moments and readied a grenade into his rifle. He launched it towards a tightly packed group of soldiers as he fell. As his feet touched to the ground and he took a roll to displace most of the impact, the explosion went off and screams of dying men erupted. He began to open fire as he moved to a more protected position. His first course of action was always to find cover in fights to avoid a fatal turn of events. The assault though seemed to be in their favor as the defensive force began to retreat. The commanding officer was issuing orders to his men when an arrow suddenly grew out from his neck. The man dropped and the morale of the enemy plummeted with him.

Gray tapped the side of his helmet with one hand as he fired with the other. He said over the com system, " My mysterious archer friend, I am glad you are on our side. That officer you just killed didn't stand a chance. I'd hate to meet you on the battle field after everything I have seen you do so far." He removed his hand from the helmet when he finished. He began to advance forward from cover to cover keeping the enemy soldiers within range of his rifle. They seemed to be moving towards a bunker and if they made it inside things were going to get very difficult. He tapped the side of his helmet again and said, " The enemy is heading for a bunker. We need to stop them from taking the defensive position or we might lose this fight here and now."

[member="Matreya"] [member="Stardust"]

 

[Stardust Solus Skirae]

She smiled as the door opened and she shook her head as [member="Matreya"] jumped followed by [member="Gray Raxis"]"sigh I swear"she said and jumped out as she laughed before drawing her saber and activated them a blazing white and black flash as she felt the air around her, she closed her eyes then opened them as she spotted a pinned down enemy team who looked up just in time for her to land and slice...the men gasped and shook before falling... Sliced in half

She watched the archer fire and grinned before causing ahead, she blocked a few shot black and started advancing a few steps as her armor took a hit but didn't stop her....here she was the tank...the dragon...the reaper

Focus on the task guys "she said and smiled as she looked towards the bunker and nodded as she pulled two dets out" alright here I go"she said and started running using the force to aid her as she rushed passed a group of men who were dazed, the men started firing her as she set to medium yeild...enough so the bunker wouldn't exist...except for pieces and through them inside the bunker before running back to cover and covered her head as the bunker went up in flames"ohhhh yea hahahaha move forward men!

With that the soldiers started going forward


Meanwhile above the ground the enemy ships started fireing at the right flank...not noticing how the left lagged a bit...a false sense of security

 

[Zaiden Dean]

Struck in the shoulder by a powerful blaster shot, Valashu missed his own, stumbling backward through the shove. There was little force being transferred kineticly, but the inertia carried on as it pushed against him. Using the momentum however, he planted continued his rear direction, arching his back to plant his free hand on the ground above his head. While his feet continued up then over his top, he pushed nimbly off, while simultaneously sending a neural command to his Quiver that allowed it to shoot free an arrow which he plucked from the air.

While his flip was in motion, time seemed to slow as he concentrated heavily on the moment. As each second seemed to take dozens to him, he moved at twice the speed his mind saw of the others, nocking the arrow and releasing it. Before it had even begun to leave his Bow, another was already being drawn back. He was truly beginning to blur by now.

"Thanks." Was all Valashu said to the man that communicated with him, for now he was intensely immersed into combat. Racing forward, his mind manipulated the Boost in his system using the Force, to give him a large dispersal quickly; in the end it would clean it from his system faster, but give him an incredible amount of velocity to back his movements. Plus, he had a half dozen other injections on him.

To the ordinary man, his speed had now increased to the point he was leaving after image tracers behind him, those cartoon like images of himself that seemed to make a tail to follow. Lurching into the nearest battalion, he swept his bow under the feet of one of the nearest, before the man had even truly begun to fall, he had a crushing blow of the Phrik Bow against his windpipe. Continuing motion in a circle, he swept the Bow string over a mans head from behind, jerking hard as he pulled the man over his shoulder to hurl at another.

It was a matter of moments, before nearly every man that fled was finished. The rest were inside the bunker. Val turned and waved to his companions, then stumbled as time seemed to slam into his head as it caught up to him. The drug had faded now, and already his body was showing the signs of its effects. His vision blurred, he was thrown off balance to the extent that he slumped to the ground, plus he fought a heavy feeling of nausea as it came.

Not to mention the heavy flow of blood that began from his nose.

Beings that moved high speeds did so naturally, or through the Force. What he just did, moving so fast that only a few managed to flee his attacks with his allies' cover fire, well it wasn't natural. This would always be a potential repurcussion.

[member="Gray Raxis"] [member="Stardust"]

 

[Thraxis]

A whisper through the grapevines had reached Thraxis ear, he had been bored to his wits end, James had hired him for work but had so far given him one job. One that he had yet to be paid for. Though, in fairness, James did essentially hire him to live a normal day. His legs were perched against his table, his ceiling chair swinging left and right only to be pulled in the opposite direction by his legs refusing to budge.
A gammorean walked in, a piece of paper that was a clear forgery out of the Gammoreans boredom. It was a handwritten letter that was barely ledgible only taking into consideration the amount the paper had been crumpled, let alone the horrible writing.
Dar Thaxrsi,
I, Jemamse Justoice want;s yu too fighet in thise planete.
Briung Gammorians.
-Jemase Justice
Thraxis raised an eyebrow to the Gammorean. His fingers rubbing against his temple as he sighed, he wasn't going to lie, he was shocked the Gammorean could write in the first place."Fine. Just.. just point me to it on the map." he said as he forced a smile, pulling out a map to let the sausage like fingers stained the location on his map with a trickle of blood. He had never seen or even heard of Imahalyan before, but then again he had never really paid much attention tom the map. "Fine, but remember to keep a skeleton crew so the people don't starve. I ain't tired of their screams just yet." he said as he lazily pulled himself out of the seat, moving towards his armory he started to pack everything into a duffel bag, already in his armor he clicked, if this involved James he would likely need the mask. By the time he had removed his helmet and swapped it for the Gas Mask he could already hear the cheers of the Gammoreans overwhelm the screams as they began to squabble over who got to go on the mission.

Thraxis pulled up a comlink to the Jackals, ordering the Corvette and Freighters to assemble at the White Palace, to be filled to the brim with soldiers. Though he also sent out a special order to fill it with as many pots and pans and Parachutes that they could muster. It took a few hours for it all to come together, but soon they popped into orbit, Thraxis taking the helm of the Corvette as the Gammoreans armed with Arg'garoks boarded the ship in tattered clothes, drenched with blood and sweat they panted as they readied themselves for battle.

After a few more minutes the ships began to rumble, its engines flaring back and fourth from bright to dull to bright to dull, as they began to make their way into Hyper Space, being silenced by its vacuum. Thraxis watched as the stars slowly danced across the Corvette, being strung across like String as the ship darted through the very Fabric of space, being followed by the other two freighters. At least, that is what he assumed.

A sparkle, a matter of metallic mass comes into sight, followed by two more metallic masses, their silent roar as they watch from a distance the silent battle rage on. A message would be sent to all other ships, wishing only to make his presence heard.

An image would pop up, a man Clad in Phrik armor with a mask covering his face, his hand raising over the screen to show the poorly scribbled note. After a few seconds of silence followed by a burst of noise from under the mask, crumpled as it slithered through the mask, "Sup James! Thraxis here!" he yelled as his body started to morph into theatrical posses, a different one each time as if he was trying to be some sort of superhero, "I have received your note, I will be honest, didn't garner you for the sort to write with pen and paper but hey, I ain't gonna judge." he paused for a second as he took a breath, leaving suspense to grow as to what his next words might be."And since you haven't given me much work recently... I suppose... Imma goin' just have to participate." he said as he raised his head, as if trying to look down on James, if he wasn't wearing his mask one could see joy in his eye, as if he was a child getting his first sweet candy.

After a few minutes the ships began to move, rushing forward towards the planet, shoots firing on their hulls as they moved forward. Thraxis quickly moved towards the hangar, he pushed his way through the Pots and Pans that they had gathered, most people would think it insane, but it was insane. An Insanely good idea, the pots and pans were meant for a distraction, as well as the upcoming song he had ordered all men to sing on the way down. He looked as everyone had their parachutes equipped. While most would utter a rallying cry he looked at the men, they had no hope of survival for the most part, they were going to be slaughtered in a hail of gunfire with their little armor, but they all had the look of eagerness, each one thinking they were the one who would survive.

After a few moments Thraxis made the order, the Hangar bay opening with a clatter as the Pots and Pans went flying down to the surface, they had targeted a Bunker not to far away from the Capital and could feel the AA guns hitting the Ship, they needed to move fast and quick. As soon as he went down he saw it already happening, the gunfire had began to make its shots through the sky, the pots and pans doing their job to serve as both a distraction and a shield. It took a while, a lot of the men forgot to pull their parachutes landing in horrible splotches of blood and guts as the momentum severed their body into tiny pieces, decorating the Bunker.

Soon Thraxis felt his feet plant onto the ground and saw the Gammoreans were already hard at work, moving through the bunker, giving little time for a recovery session. Thraxis followed with great haste, his Blasters in hand as he and a few of the Jackals took up clean up duty, making sure the survivors were made short work of. It was a short skirmish, Bunkers weren't made for close quarter combat nor where the men ready for it. So in a short while he lost half his soldiers and took a bunker.
[member="Stardust"] [member="Gray Raxis"] [member="Matreya"]
[member="James Justice"] [member="Anara Valnor"]

 

[Gray Raxis]

Gray watched as the defensive force barring their way forward was being decimated effectively between him, Star, and their mystery friend. The bunker was the only thing in their way and despite Star's explosives was still standing strong. It was going to be a real problem as well because too many troops had managed to make it back to the defensive structure. He was ready to curse about that, because things were not going to be easy to root them out of the thing. He got himself mentally prepared for the fight to come, which was not easy because of how slow his mind was working right now.

As soon as Gray began to move forward to attack the bunker, pots and pans began to rain down over it. Following them was a hail of bodies bombarding the bunker. He had to stop in his tracks to watch this VERY unique situation happen. More people followed them with parachutes and they began to take the bunker from the soldiers. He wasn't sure what to think about this at all. He slide a hand up to his helmet and said, " So what is going on with these people hailing onto the bunker and taking it? Are they friendly? Hostile? Crazy sons of banthas? I just really need to get something to try to make sense of what I am seeing here...." He slide his hand away and watched as they took the bunker from the local troops. Today was going to be full of surprises it seems.

OOC: Thraxis you are my hero.

[member="Thraxis"] [member="Matreya"] [member="Stardust"] [member="Anara Valnor"] [member="James Justice"]

 

[Stardust Solus Skirae]

Stardust looked out and cursed as she saw that what she had done was for naught, she was about to charger when she saw a ship pass over head and...well body's pots and pans started falling out of the ship...who was this crazy kark....whatever of seemed that the enemy stopped in their tracks confused and horrified as body's splattered the ground spoke hitting men with horrible crunches


Alright people keep moving the capital is not to far ahead"she said as they let out a war cry advancing as the defenders started running back closer to the capital...where defense was a lot more set up and such

Meanwhile...in the capital building

Sir we can't keep fighting...we gotta stop and surrender "a officer said obviously nervous as he spke to a rough looking guy who hair was a mess" no!...we must not give in"he said as the officer shook and looked around"no..no screw this I'm not being captured "he siad and drew his pistol on himself and shot...and fell


Back to the fight

Started kept moving forward blocking reflecting and going on over as the enemy pulled out turrets and began firing" get the ordamces on those

[member="Thraxis"] [member="Matreya"] [member="Gray Raxis"]

 

[Thraxis]

Thraxis walked through the battered halls of the bunker, strewn across the ground the carcasses of both comrades and enemies had lathered the walls in a fresh strip of drying blood. His boots waded through the filth as he reached the communication room, a large chair with a silver finish had been struck with slashes of Blood. Thraxis hoped into the chair, kicking off streaks of blood as the chair twisted. The Gammoreans looked as if they had been sated, like a hefty meal rested in their gullets.

A noise, a whisper into the halls of the capital, the movements of a madman, cradling on his lap the dead carcass of the commander of the base, stroking him as if his bloodied skin was that of a cats fur. "Hello their Senior Senior. My name, is Damn, last name fine plan. And in case you are wondering, your name is screwed, first name You're." he said as he inhaled deeply of the air that had been stained with blood, pulling out a single small vial of brown swill. He opened his 'cats' mouth as he used its teeth to peel open the lid, taking a deep drink of the swill as he refocused his attention. "Now, You're Screwed, I would like to offer you a shred of hope. That hope being, you better get off this planet before I get to you. Because, while James and his group of merry... men?" he paused for a second as a look of confusion dashed across his face before refocusing, "Yeah, Men come over their and kick the door open, sure you might get killed. But.. If I get you." he stopped in his tracks, taking of his gas mask to give a short but sweet smile that had but a playful hint of malice before cutting off the feed and letting the men wallow in wonder as to what could possibly be coming.
[member="Stardust"] [member="Gray Raxis"]