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Conquest of Alderaan [One Sith vs Republic]

Location: Sewers enroute to Medical Center
Objective: Guard Darth Odium
Enemies: Republic
Allies: One Sith,[member="Darth Odium"]

Her footsteps were nearly silent behind the one she was tied to by memory and blood. Fiery-eyes remained vigilant in the darkened, tunnels, tattooed-face not even flinching at the smell. Nagai-blades were strapped tightly around her toned-form. Fingers gripped the staff of a sharpened spear.

The sentinel was ready to protect the Sith Lord and cut down anyone that got in the way.

All these events lead to the bigger prey, the one that mattered the most to destroy.
 
Tsolan raced after her, seeming to pace himself as he kept up without an inch of force power in his body. This isn't possible. What the kriff is happening to me? His mind filled with confusion as he continued after her. Luckily, the confusion was shattered as he watched shuttles depart. "Plan B?" Ok, so she wouldn't be dying but now it was time to find something else to do. At the moment, the sith was more concerned that he had possibly just lost research materials.

[member="Alexandra Cinthra"]
 

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
Location: Now Enroute to the Medical Facility
Objective: End the Sith Pureblood.


Alexandra watched them fly off and turned once more, this time shooting back towards the Medical Center as she bolt across the roofs without a second thought as she closed in on @Darth Meirin. Her body moved without thought and she looked at [member="Darth Tsolan"]. "You are with me, no matter what i do, no matter what happens, right?" She waited for his reply as she would grip her sabers tighter, it would only take a minute to get back to the medical facility and she would see that Darth Meirin die if she could see it come to pass, she owed Boolon that much. She hated to put Vulpesen in a position of danger, but she needed to do something to atone for her uselessness in helping the one that saved her life.
 

Kiyron

Guest
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Location: Hospital stairwell
Enemies: [member="Darth Acarus"] @Mantorok
Allies: [member="Shuk Swii"]
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Kiyron ducked to the side as a bundle of panicked doctors and nurses flooded down the stairways, babbling something about a monster and a Sith knight following them. Great. Everything he always wanted. It was even his birthday. What strange twists of fate the universe gave him. Not to mention his deeply bitter sense of humour. He dropped to a crouch in one corner, aiming upwards as sound thundered from above. Something big. Something very big. He cursed and started backing up, and then shrugged, and activated a grenade, holding down the button as the last of the medical staff rushed past him. He hurried up the stairs to see what was going on, nearly gagging at the sight of the mutilated bodies and two Sith there, one just a few meters away. He shrugged and removed his finger from the grenade, and snapped it towards the two of them like a ball and dove down the flight of stairs, cursing as he bounced off the wall, impact jarring him even through his armor as he came to a stop, a little dazed and confused. But there should have only been a second or two left on the timer. Not that it wouldn't given them enough time to throw it back down at him. He shoved himself to the side and rolled down the next flight of stairs as well, just in case.
 
The Force called to her and she stopped in mid-stride, she could feel something pulling her back to the rooftop of the Medical Center. She quickly ripped free the M.A.W.S from it's confines and began in a full sprint back in the other direction. Her strides were quick and fluid as she kicked up dust and even pieces of rooftop. She would leap across a gap of maybe seven feet or more and land harshly on the otherside, hands gripping the weapon tightly. She continued to run, aided by the Force and the pull of something else.

A fallen comrade? A Jedi in need? She couldn't tell. It was an aching feeling, a pain sensation she couldn't drive away. She quickly brought up the weapon and began firing multiple H.E.A.S rounds into the side of the upper floors of the Medical Center. The walls would begin to crumble and then implode from the multiple impacts, leaving a hole big enough for her to leap the large gap from the roof and into her destination. With a harsh landing and a tumbling grunt, she rolled forward and tossed her weapon a few meters ahead.

The sound of groans, crying and screaming caught her attention as she lifted her gaze upwards towards the back of [member="Darth Mierin"]. Her eyes would go wide at the sight of the creature all puffed and bleeding profusely from her arm. Oh, she has a lightsaber? Ah and it's not a friendly color. Nova remained motionless as the being a few meters ahead howled and cried out and then the appearance of another caught her attention. She quickly rolled to the right and activated her camo in a flash of electrical current and a buzzing noise. The Force was there, although clouded with darkness. She would breath in deeply and conceal her very essence from the dark ones infront of her.

She would press her back to the wall and rise up slowly, hands slowly lowering down to her side-arms.
 
[member="Darth Janus"] [member="Darth Astraios"] [member="Hion the Herglic"]

Darth Isolda's spirit would return to her body with a sudden gasp. Silver eyes would widen as a voice would wander. Ahhh yes. A face would bloom.

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[member="Talon Vosra"].

A chuckle would bubble forth, a nod then sent to her Vahla and One Sith Guard. So the little plant wanted a fight? Ahh... foolish one. Her attention would draw over towards her peers.

They still had an objective to do. Gather the shuttles and any information you could find. Even a partial recovery of the items was a success.

Secure it.
 
Vulpesen nodded as he ran by her side. "I am, but there is a time and a place." He placed his hand on her shoulder, slowing causing her to stop running. He wouldn't fight Alexandra, but he wasn't about to let her act in a simple moment of rage. "Remember Alex, trust me." Boolon's death had affected him as well, albeit on a far less profound level. Still, he couldn't let his emotions cost him his work just yet. The sith would still aid him and if [member="Alexandra Cinthra"] left, then he was bound to follow. He couldn't let her go just yet.
 
LOCATION: Near Medical Facility
ENEMIES: Havoc Squad - [member="Kaiden 'Papa' Rohn"], [member="Kiyron"], [member="Fadeyka"], [member="Shuk Swii"]
ALLIES: One Sith
OBJECTIVE: Take out Havoc Squad

Luminous had arrived with the bulk of the force. She was a gun-for-hire and that was fact, but the recent countless bounties on Republic personnel had led the Bounty Hunter to consider working for them full time, and so she now did. She wasn't aware Havoc Squad would be near her target, the ones that had attempted to blackmail her into working for the Republic as a slave dog. She now lay perched within the confines of a residential building, thirteenth floor. She was only a few meters higher than the medical facility, three hundred meters away. A twelve-story hospital. The window ahead of Luminous was open, her sister, Venus Rose, lay next to her with a set of macrobinoculars. Behind them, beside the bed was a duffel bag full of various equipment. Blasters and slug throwers, detonators and gas canisters. They were prepared to hold out well. Luminous was garbed in her ALS-X1 experimental reconnaissance armour. Clutched in her hand, a CZ-838 Sniper Rifle. 7.62mm BANG slugs. Armour-piercing, high velocity, and expensive. Venus spoke up, "Two-eight-one, West. Two-hundred and seventy metres. Mortar team. Two zippers," Luminuos swept her rifle, positioning her crosshairs in the direction she had been given. She saw them; two zippers. Codeword for targets among the twin sisters. A simple mortar team that was attempting to rain down hell on Sith troopers. Luminous adjusted her scope, setting the distance. She placed the crosshair above the first Republic soldier. An inch above his head. He was moving about, but the trained sniper was keeping the crosshairs above him the whole time. Finally he settled down as he fired off a shot, Luminous slapped the trigger. Instantaneously he dropped like a rag doll, blood pouring out from the crater in his chest. Luminous was quick to take down the second trooper, sweeping her crosshairs above the second zipper. He was trying to run. "You're not going anywhere," she would murmur to herself, slapping the trigger once more. Not a sound was heard as he slammed to the ground. The two attachments on the sniper rifle; a scope and silencer. "Activity in the hospital, check the windows," Venus warned Luminous, and her sister began to hover the scope over the medical centre.
 

Akanias

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Location: University of Aldera

Astraios looked up to the Republic shuttles lift off, and he turned back and went back to find the other Sith that he sensed. Specifically towards [member="Darth Janus"].

Wherever he was in the University.
 
Location: Medical Facilities, Western Quadrant, Stairwell, Descending.
Enemies: @Kiyron

The Sith Knight saw the Republic soldier when he peeked around the meat shield in front of him. He had contemplated throwing the body down onto @Kiyron, but instead of doing that, he grasped the grenade in mid-air before it could even fly over his head and he shot it back down the stairs and with his hand snapping to the side the grenade went down after the Republic trooper and he heard a bounce with an explosion following a moment after.

If he had heard the bounce then it must've been close, and when he turned around the corner in the stairwell, he looked down and saw a lot of dust and debris flying up into the air, and he continued downwards, expanding his senses outwards to find the Republic soldier.

"There is no use in hiding."
 
Location: University
Objective: Crush and Maul
Enemy: [member="Masamune Tametomo"]

The motion of the Je'daii's wooden bokken managed to redirect Orcus' saber ever so slightly away from him and he remained un-bifurcated. Orcus clacked his teeth in violent anger as he found his opponent still in one piece, but soon had other matters to worry about. The bokken whipped up, coming straight for his arm. Again, the Herglic moved with a swiftness too alien for one of his size for it to be considered natural.

A huge left flipper came up and seized the bokken, preventing it from striking his right arm. Immediately, Orcus yanked with a strength reinforced by Orbalisk adrenaline, the Force, and his own innate might. The combined effect rendered the eight hundred pound whale capable of ripping a wookiee's arms off, or tearing a bokken out of a human's hands. While he tried to jerk the bokken away, or pull the human closer - either would do - he swept his greatsaber in a horizontal sweep aimed at the Je'daii's ribs.

Yet, even as Orcus pulled something activated inside the wooden sword. There was a flash of bright blue and then he abruptly lost all feeling in his left flipper. Black eyes widened in shocked fury and Darth Orcus drew closer to entering a Dark Rage.
 

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
[member="Darth Tsolan"]

Location: Enroute to the Medical Center.

"And if it was someone that had saved your life before, had it been Dragonsflame that died so to say, would you want this Sith to live?" She looked at him, her mind focused on the act that would come, even if he stopped her she would not forget this and she would see the Sith's head removed from her shoulders... She couldn't let the one that had once saved her life and sent her off the path that she had been on just die without any retribution, he deserved that much didn't he?
 
LOCATION: NEAR THE UNIVERSITY
OBJECTIVE: DISABLE AA EMPLACEMENTS, MAKE WAY TO UNIVERSITY
NEARBY: [member="Hion the Herglic"] | [member="Darth Astraios"] | [member="Saki"] | [member="Darth Hauntruss"] | [member="Niamh Raste"]

Darth Janus proceeded at a moderate pace for the landing pad, but it was too late. The shuttles had already departed, with the exception of one that had been shot down. He promptly ran into a youthful looking lad who may very well have passed for an Umbaran. More an Umbaran than Tyrin to be truthful. The years hadn't been kind to Janus' formerly snowy complexion. At least he was no longer alone in this place. Where was Hion, anyway? What could possibly hold a figure such as him up.

"You there." Darth Janus said to Astraios, his voice muffled and metallic on account of the mask. "The rest of the enemy. Have they escaped already?"
 

Mantorok

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LOCATION: Aldera Universal Medcentre, Top Floor
ALLIES: One Sith, [member="Darth Mierin"], [member="Alexandra Cinthra"], [member="Darth Tsolan"]
ENEMIES: Republic, [member="November Sinclair"]
OBJECTIVE: I'm holding out for a hero 'til the end of the night!

The entire time of his frenzy there had been a naggling, a burning, a screeching that seemed to intensify as time went on, at first he thought it was the fear of the hospital but when Darth Acarus instructed him to find his Master the brute realised that it was in fact Mierin that he felt through the Force.

And she was hurting.

“GRAAAGH!!! VERY WELL. ENJOY THE SLAUGHTER, FRIEND.”

His head snapped sideways and with a growl he set off, running full tilt back up the stairs and into another corridor, towards the centre of the building, where her presence throbbed vicious and violent.

Thankfully not much time had passed and the Chistori's Master was not too far from his position. His footsteps thundered along the corridors as he pushed any hospital staff out of the way. Once he got going, once momentum took him with the Force flowing through every step he was an unstoppable machine.

Like a loyal little Apprentice he came kneeling to her side, ignoring all other stimuli around him, be it man or corpse (or pile of robes in some cases). “MASTER.” Despite being steeped in a tense and primal state he cautiously scooped up the Pureblood's body. “YOU ARE HURT.”

Wow. Such Mantorok. Very observe. Much astute.
 
Vulpesen's grip tightened on her shoulder and he turned her to focus on him. "No, I'd go berserk and every red sabe'rd person here would be dead. If they killed a man I owed my life to, I'd want to rend them limb from limb. But, I depend on you to make sure that doesn't happen. Its because I'm your friend that I'm stopping you now. Don't throw everything away just because a life was lost in a battle. Save your sorrow for later, for Myrkrr."

[member="Alexandra Cinthra"]
 
Objective Palace
Location. Outside of city

Enemies
Allies

Ana and her escort made it to the city. Death seemed to lingered everywhere sadness touched her. This had to end. A Sith trooper stood before them challenging if she moved they'd shoot if her men moved they'd shoot. "I want to speak to someone in charge" She would do what it took.

The troops were closing in. Ana expected to die at any moment, "I am Lady Panteer, I think I can help you" What she would do. She dared to hope would make this stop.[member="Arturious Engel"]
 

J3C0

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Universal Medical Center - Top Floor
@Mantorok.

Mierin was blind with rage, she was injured, but she wasn't stupid.

Her wits were still about her, and the power she held within the force was still more than enough to sustain her. She fed from the pain, she fed from the hurt. She turned to her apprentice who arrived in the most timely of manners. She grinned slightly, madness flashing through her bright yellow eyes. Her working right arm flicked upwards, and she motioned to him.

“Come creature.” She ordered him, and the massive Chistori moved towards her, lifting her off the floor and cradling her in his arms. “Take me to my ship.”

The cloaked vessel would of course still be located near the roof where she had ordered it to stay, and before any long wait the great lumbering Chistori began to move towards the stairs that were only a few steps away. At the same time Mierin gathered her pain, letting the force build within her, just incase.
 

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
[member="Darth Tsolan"]

Location: Just in sight of [member="Darth Mierin"] and [member="Mantorok"]

She glared at Vulpesen and then back at the two figures, breathing in and releasing a scream as she turned and stared at the two Sith again before tearing her shoulder from his hand and she jumped at the Sith Lord and her apprentice, landing nearby and speaking. "Get Meirin out of here now Acolyte, and Meirin, remember the Ithorian you killed, he will receive vengeance." With that her mind snapped as she sense a sense of another being there, head turning slowly and looking at the area [member="November Sinclair"] would be standing at. "Come Out Now."
 
Location: Outside the university archives
Allies: [member="Saki"] @Nimah Raste
Enemies: I lost track of all the Sith around here. Six of y'all now? Seven?
Conflicted: [member="Alexandra Cinthra"]

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Veino ducked under a blaster bolt and shot his lightsaber up, sending another bolt back towards the shooter as he sensed a familiar presence. Alexandra. So she was here. Good. Maybe she would be able to keep the Sith from causing too much damage. He sent out a quick mental nudge to her, and then returned to the current issue. Mainly being in a war-torn square. Something rumbled from inside the building, and he turned, frowning. What was that? The core? The building? What was even the purpose of defending this place anyways? He caught a quick glimpse of a woman standing inside the hole in the wall, holding a sword of some kind. He shrugged and, using a combination of jumps and sprints, made his way towards her, stopping often to slip between blaster bolts, batting some aside while only dodging others. It was a ballet, really, a dance with whateever form Death took, one stepping forward while the other stepped back, continually evading each other. Passing each other like ships in the night. It was, quite frankly, a dance Veino did not enjoy.

It was over soon enough and he landed beside the woman, lightsaber arcing out to defelct a few more blaster bolts.

"I would say I'm glad to meet you, but given the circumstances, it wouldn't be entirely honest. What's the situation?"
 

Mantorok

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LOCATION: Aldera Universal Medcentre, Rooftop
ALLIES: One Sith, Darth Mierin
ENEMIES: Republic
OBJECTIVE: Come fly with me, let's fly, let's fly away!

Darth Mierin says jump and Mantorok says 'HOW HIGH, MASTER?'

Upon being commanded to take the Sith to her ship the Chistori showed no hesitation in moving towards the stairs that were thankfully only a step away, although compared to him her frame was tiny (a few limbs lighter too) and with [member="Alexandra Cinthra"] speaking to the back of his head he began to clamber up to the stairs and onto the rooftop once more.

“WILL YOU SURVIVE, MASTER?”
 

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