Class - In Session

[Maria Savilia]

Ten Miles Outside of Theed City - Royal University Plains Micro-Robotics Facility​

Time - 20:00​

Maria Savillia​

Tags - [member="Scherezade deWinter"]​

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[SIZE=12pt]It was a pleasant afternoon in the plains world of Naboo - everything was seemingly 'normal' and the weather was actually fairly nice. Inside of theed, business was as usual as trade ships and personal yachts flew in and out of the star-port. In the city civilians wandered in and about the streets, trading, communicating and simply enjoying themselves. Nevertheless, outside of the city was where the story is taking place at a somewhat larger facility out in the plains of Naboo. This facility was the Micro-Robotics Institution of the Naboo Royal University, aka, where Maria Savillia spent her time when she wasn't off wandering the stars. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=12pt]Moreover, At the somewhat 'impressive' facility Maria was working with her colleagues, however, as it began to become later in the afternoon, all her colleagues had decided to take an early day off and head off to the onsite dormitories a bit away. However, instead of taking this somewhat needed break Maria decided to stay on site and continue to work on her project for the institution.[/SIZE]
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[SIZE=12pt]The project at hand was Maria's.. metaphorical child, her 'claim to fame'. What she was working on being a form of synthetic clothing that is created from nanotechnology, in which would form around the wearer's body at the wearers request through a spinal or neural implant. However, what made this technology so special is her attempt at making the technology cheaper to manufacture so it can be used by the lower class for cheap and affordable clothing. However, that did bring up the problem; could the technology be used to create cheap - however effective armor for combat; which, brought Maria to hiding her work from the public.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=12pt]Likewise, sadly for her, it's not that easy to hide such things in this ever growing galaxy. As the sun set in the plains of naboo, Maria decided to take a small break and brew herself some tea before continuing on with her work, She paused, her holo menu and deactivated the work station she was at temporarily as she rose from her stool and head to the break room, "Maria to Sentinel - Can you send in my report to the Institution, I think I have a break through" Maria simply asked her computer as she Began brewing her tea in the futuristic looking kettle. "Will do Ma'am" the computer responded as the files shipped off. It wasn't long before the tea was done and she poured it into a cup, and with that grabbed a small snack as she sat at a table and began eating.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=12pt]Nevertheless, it wasn't long before.. Something happened, as night fell on the facility and lights began shutting off, across the somewhat small campus, a mysterious vessel landed on the landing pad right outside of the facility, and with that, two groups of eight armed soldiers along with a larger sized alien stepped out and began heading for the facility. "Ma'am, unknown figures spotted outside" the computer spoke up, "Any.. Idea on who it is? Maybe it's just some students.. bring up camer-" Cameras shot up before she finished speaking and with that she dropped her tea, and began making a run for her quarters at the facility, after of course placing the facility on lock down and shutting down power and letting off a panic alarm to any local authorities.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=12pt]"Computer, shut all power off, and lock all doors when I arrive in my quarters, I- I don't know who they are but.. they don't look friendly" Maria said with a fearful tone in her voice as banging was heard on the front door. It wasn't long however before Maria arrived at her quarters and with that locked all blast doors in the facility. Nevertheless, that wasn't going to stop the thugs as they used a sonic ram to blow down the entrance door and with that begin their assault on the facility while a distress beacon was sent off to all and any nearby authorities[/SIZE]

 

[Scherezade deWinter]

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[member="Maria Savilia"]​

Scherezade never liked Naboo. She remembered her first time there, landing whilst the Confederacy had come to sign some papers with whoever it was that had reigned as Queen at the time. She'd been drunk out of her mind, trying to swallow enough pain to last an entire village for centuries, and the first thing she'd thought as soon as the ramp had come down, was that it stank of fish. Only later did he learn that it was what Gungans smelled like. She still didn't like it.

And yet still, despite her dislike of it, she had still chosen up to set a farm on the planet. The Kaadu Farms of Whimsy. Scherezade shook her head at that. She'd never done spice and she wasn't drunk when she'd made the decision to open it, so she truly had no excuse. Especially now that her attention had been turned from Kaadus to Churi. And still, since it was her business, she had to occasionally stop by and ensure everything was going fine with it. The Kaadu, the medical team, the workers… It was a never ending headache. She was seriously considering selling.

It had been a long day. For reasons of bureaucracy, she'd been made to land her ship near Naboo, and then take a speeder all the way to Jan-Gwa. It was a jumpy ride that wasted precious hours, and she couldn't wait to go back home, but fate had decreed that it would not be so. As luck would have it, one of the Kaadus decide to give birth just as Scherezade arrived at the farm, and something about it had gone bad, which meant that all hands were on the creature. Sith she might have been, but even Scherezade knew that there were things you didn't meddle with. Though, she had to admit, if that had happened in nature, she would've slaughtered the beast shortly after the birth, and then eaten her meat. Survival was important.

So covered in blood and more than half a standard day later was when she finally began to make her way back towards Naboo. Home couldn't arrive a moment too soon.

Except for that damned commcall.

Scherezade let out a string of curses in various languages out that would have been enough to make sailors blush. The Confederacy did not tolerate terrorist attacks. Or any attacks. Inside their territory. Where scientific projects were a-happening, projects that held their interest. It seemed that every Knight Obsidian and every bird from the Ministry of Secrets that was close enough had been contacted. And of course, Scherezade just happened to be the closest.

She looked at herself, doing a quick count of the mount of weapons on her body (a grand total of four, today of all days) and the armor (none to be had) and shook her head. It was going to get complicated.

Good thing she knew how to McGuiver her way in and out of situations.

Less than ten minutes, and she could be there. She could almost hear the alarms going off in the distance

 

[Maria Savilia]

Tags - [member="Scherezade deWinter"]​

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Sirens rung throughout the entire facility, acting as somewhat of a deterrent as they whaled on and on, while at the same time the invading 'thugs' had made it through a few blast doors, spreading out throughout the many labs of the three story facility. While, meanwhile on the outside of the facility local campus police had made their way to the site, setting up a defensive perimeter before moving themselves in, as they were also waiting for support from any non local forces. Nevertheless, it was unbeknownst to them however.. that there was somebody present in the facility at the moment which.. sadly lowered the tension for the police forces outside.

Furthermore, inside of the facility Maria had finally fully locked herself in her office room, pulling out her vibroknife that she had hidden in there in the case that.. something of this nature would happen, while at the same time pulling out her Blaster pistol and holstering it on her belt. Behind her a rapid flury of binary would spin up as her 'sidekick' A2 began chirping at her, wondering what was going on.

"Uh- Intruders A2, How- However authorities are signaled" She sighed as she stabbed the blast door controls, making sure to fry the panel. Likewise, A2 began beeping at her in binary again. "Hey hey! A2, Calm down sir, make yourself a little helpful and scout the building through the ventilation." With some sass in his tone, A2 Agreed to go out.

As he agreed so he flew up, frying open the panel to the ventilation as he entered and began going throughout the facilities many vents. After.. five to ten minutes worth of looking he returned, somewhat.. spooked. "What did you find A2? How many are there?" A2 Beeped at her, explaining what he saw and the situation at hand. "Blasts.. thats too many for me to really handle.. However.. I do know this place.. wel-" She was cut off by A2 before he beeped anger, "Hey its either we sit here and pray someone will save us or.. we fight" With this she picked up her glasses and up-linked them to A2s eyes.

"Ok.. if push comes to shove we're fighting.. and you'll be my eyes in the skies" She stretched as she readied herself by the door preparing herself to eventually make the choice to charge out even if she knew it was suicide.

 

[Scherezade deWinter]

[member="Maria Savilia"]​

It had indeed taken less than ten minutes. Scherezade pet her speeder with a love that only a mother had to a child before she parked it, the sirens blasting through the air now. She wished they would turn those damned things off; the noise was painful enough as it were and she was quite certain that whoever was inside by now knew that forces were on the way as well. A few feet up ahead, and she could see the local enforcers' vehicles, with a bunch of people standing there pretending to be important.

"Pathfinder deWinter on behalf of the Confederacy of Independent Systems," Scherezade said in a bored voice, flashing around a few papers that had nothing written on them since she knew no one ever bothered to check them out, "I need a situation report."

While the officers spoke of what they knew; a bunch of armed people in the building, no exact numbers, no scans of what weapons they were carrying, basically nothing beyond a in there be evil people, they gave her nothing. The Sithling rolled her eyes. For that amount of information, she could've just walked on and ignored them entirely. Information streaming through her nano-earpiece didn't reveal anything new either, other than that her fellow Confederates were still a distance off and would not be arriving any time soon.

So once again, the Blood Hound of the CIS was going to have to save the day.

Shaking her head, she marched on, ignoring the warnings as she simply walked, inviting anyone who might have been on surveillance duty to just shoot her. It was very disappointing to the Sithling when no one did.

Moments later, she was inside the building. The darkness loomed, and she could sense organic movement on several different floors. It didn't tell her whether they were the good organic that she was meant to help, or the bad organic that she was meant to kill. Walking to a nearby terminal, Scherezade plugged a small device in that let her override the systems. All she needed was…. There! "Tap tap tap," she said as her voice carried over the network, broadcast through every speaker in the facility.

"Hey people," she continued, "You guys did a very, very bad thing. You got the Confederacy to drag me out here on my day off. I'm very pissed. So I'm giving you thirty seconds. Any of you still inside the building at the end of said thirty seconds, I'm going to turn inside out and bleed you dry. Anyone who escapes is safe. Anyone who leaves the premises and comes back with a large platter of bantha wings gets my eternal love."

She paused for a moment. "Of course, if there are any hostages here, I suggest you come forward and identify yourself. I'm not above letting hostages die but I'd rather not have to deal with the paperwork."