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Death of a Defender (Ask)

Location: Silver Station

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Solan watched from the bridge of the cruiser he stood on and borrowed from an old friend as he stared down from the bridge at the collection of ships before them with a hand holding the railing of the walkway. He was there to take out a criminal group that had come into possession of a dangerous bioweapon that once released on planets like Coruscant could cause death and disease on a massive scale, he would not see this happen. He had also called on old friends and comrades to help him take out the criminals once and for all, unknowing of the hostages they had taken before coming to this station with the bioweapon. But his mind already was flickering on the side of dangerously high levels of aggression, his stance and tone in his voice venomous and ready to strike as he held himself back. These criminals wanted to cause death on a massive scale, he would not let them get away from this.


OOC Portion : For those that join, or consider joining. Do know that the death of the NPC enemy and innocents will happen and you can decide what you think of it happening afterwards. But for now just the OOC information. The criminals are an unnamed group with a token fleet holding Silver Station, their forces held up and trying to arm the bioweapon so that it can be let loose on a planet of their choosing immediately on their word. Players will move in and cut through the station and the criminals until those with the hostages and weapon escape on a small frigate that they think they can use to escape. The characters with solan will hear his plan and either A: Support him in doing such, or B: Reason with him and see what has happened to his mind. For story purposes and the face the weapon can't leave this thread again for story reasons, the ship will be blown up, but his reactions that those who try to reason with him will further explain his mental condition. With all that said PM me if you want in and have fun.
 

Neyana

Exiled Princess of Kesh
[member="Solan Charr"]

Nicole stood by Solan, she seems abit concered and slightly worried. "Hey Solan, are you feeling alright?" Its true, she heard of what this group could do, and joined on this battle with her Master. The girl would go to lean up on him. She had actually brought her weapon with her this time, and did not wish to cause anymore problems or disputes. Even though in the past, Solan was confused at Nicole's motives, but today, shes confused at his.
 
[member="Nicole Sarah Feanor"]

He nearly jumped as he had forgotten about nicole and nodded to her even though his eyes betrayed his thoughts, hard and cold he had one thought in mind and it was to massacre those that would dare create this weapon. He closed his eyes though as Nicole would see his eyelids shaking a bit as he tried to keep them shut and stepped away holding his head as he waved her off. "I need to think for now, Captain you have the bridge im heading for the hanger." He held his head and was obviously holding back a scream at what was occurring inside his head.
 

Neyana

Exiled Princess of Kesh
[member="Solan Charr"]

She could see the pain in his eyes. Whatever happened to him, clearly she knew something about it. She felt sadness, somewhat wanting to help him out for all the times he had helped her out. Instead of just standing there, she would follow him and continues to see if he is truly fine. "Solan, if you have an issue, or problem. Just talk to me." The girl was stuborn.
 
[member="Nicole Sarah Feanor"]

"IM FINE." His anger not only raised his voice but a small pressure wave was sent out from his body subconsciously as he held his head again as he groaned. Only after a minute he stood there and people looked at him did he speak again though mainly to the one that he had just yelled at. "Im fine Nicole... its nothing i can't handle myself." He started walking again, holding head and closing his eyes as he walked with no visual senses active and just going on instinct to the hanger.
 

Neyana

Exiled Princess of Kesh
[member="Solan Charr"]

She flinched at his yell. Clearly she hasn't seen him this angry before. The girl would continue to follow him, and continues to pester him with her presence. "Well... Master. Clearly you are not fine. The one time I decide it was grand to ask about your problems, you go off on me. Just please, talking about it will atleast vent out some of your problems." She rarely called him Master, only when it deemed nessesary. Nicole would follow him into the hangar.
 
[member="Nicole Sarah Feanor"]

"I dont have a problem, i am completely fine." His eyes stared straight at her for a moment before continuing. "Who said you could question me anyways, you are a student and i am the master, i know when i am fi-" He grit his teeth and grabbed his head again as he tried to force out the memories for the moment and shook his head as he blinked and just turned as if he had said nothing and kept walking to the hanger.
 

Neyana

Exiled Princess of Kesh
[member="Solan Charr"]

That proved it. He was not fine. Something clearly was happening to him, and Nicole could not figure it out. "Atleast let me come with you. For that if something happened, I could atleast carry out and finish the job." She pleaded, Now going to step infront of him and block his path to the hangar.
 
[member="Nicole Sarah Feanor"]

He stared daggers at her, infact it was probably the harshest look she had ever seen him give anyone as he seemed to almost say no but instead nodded before pushing past her and saying absolutely nothing. His mind focused on one objective as he looked around. "Shadow Company, get in the dropships now, we leave once ready."
 

Neyana

Exiled Princess of Kesh
[member="Solan Charr"]

She simply nodded and allows him to pass her. That was a clear sign to drop the subject. "I'll... try not to get in the way too much Master." The girl would continue to follow him now. "Hey uhm, abit of an off-subject matter. Did... Father give out any message or something? The last few times that I tried to contact him, I got nothing."
 
[member="Nicole Sarah Feanor"]

He stopped, thinking and blinking again as he realized he had yet to hear from Romeo for a long while too. A return to eclipstica was long over due but for now his eyes turned to her and his old self returned for a moment as he shook his head and then hardened again with the words that followed. "Your father is probably fine, he has a way of getting out of trouble."
 

Neyana

Exiled Princess of Kesh
[member="Solan Charr"]

"Mhm. . ." She would slowly nod her head, and would continue to follow him. Clearly the duo is oblivious to what has happened to Romeo. If Nicole would find out that he is dead, she might slowly begin to turn closer to her emotions, and might fall on a much darker path then she currently is on. But, that is not going to happen today. Today, she was here to help and assist her Master's Delima. "Perhaps after this we will return home?"
 
[member="Nicole Sarah Feanor"]

"REturn home... maybe." He sighed and looked at the ground feeling something off about it but he had something important to handle for now as he continued walking to the dropships. "Ask me after this Nicole, it is long overdue going home and i need to make sure things are still right there." With a breath in he seemed normal for a moment before stepping onto the dropship and heading for the cockpit.
 

Neyana

Exiled Princess of Kesh
[member="Solan Charr"]

She slowly nods her head, and would follow him inside the dropship. "Yes Master, I'll try to remember." She almost seemed relieved to see the old Solan back, but only for a brief moment. "When we get back, I'd want you to see a therapist as well. ...You know, to help out with whatever problems you might have inside..." Nicole never understood that her Master was an empath.
 
[member="Nicole Sarah Feanor"] [member="Solan Charr"]

Taeli, known as Darth Arcanix among the Sith, stood on the bridge of the Avarice-class Bulk Cruiser she was using as her command ship for this operation. Word had reached her, and the Sith, that a criminal group had obtained a bioweapon and were planning to use it against an unsuspecting planet. Taeli had been ordered to secure the weapon for use by the Sith, but she had other ideas.

"Reversion in three. . .two. . .one," her bridge commander said, and the blue tunnel of hyperspace gave way to pinpoints of light on a black background. The space station where the criminals were floated among a small ragtag fleet of ships they had gathered to defend themselves from attack.

Around the Avarice the Sith Lady was on, three more emerged from hypserspace, along with six Elytra-class frigates and six Rhak-Skuri interdictors. Smiling, she gave the order to deploy fighter and bomber craft and that everyone should head to battle stations.

"Commander, let's begin the operation and prepare boarding parties for the station," she said. "This group needs to be taught a lesson and I want that weapon either secured or destroyed."

"Yes, Lady Arcanix," he said, snapping a salute and moving off to relay her orders. Taeli tilted her head a bit as she sensed something familiar, a presence she hadn't felt in sometime.

"Solan Charr," she whispered, a smile forming on her lips. It was time to get back at him for what he did, or perhaps . . . she would wait and see how things would play out.

"Open fire and engage," she said, and Sith fighter craft and bombers, along with the bigger ships moved in and began to open fire. The interdictors began firing up their gravity well generators.
 
This wasn't her way of doing things but this would be priceless when Solan got into the cockpit. It had been ages since she last laid eyes upon him. Just what would they have to say to each other. They did after all have a very how would she put it to someone that asked about them. A very unusually relationship. One to always be like. As she had on one of her leather body suits that fight her like a glove. As she heard the door slide not even turning around in the chair. Did she one know what was going on nope but she could always pretend. One thing she was good at doing.

"Well Well look who decide to join the part sweet pea himself.", having her boots on the yoke of the ship as if she had just woken up from a long over due nap.

"Surprise guess who, sweet cakes..."

[member="Solan Charr"] [member="Nicole Sarah Feanor"]
 
[member="Darth Arcanix"] [member="Seanna Vel"]

Solan blinked at the appearance of someone he had long not seen and coughed as he reverted back to his old self. For a moment he was... speechless, not that Seanna was simply in his presence but more so that she was here, now. "S-seanna... where did you, how ar- I... Uh..." Luckily he was knocked from his shocked expression as something even more annoying sounded in his ear. "Sir, a fleet just showed up outside the station, it is using Sith Ships." Solan groaned and shook his head, knowing that this was not something he had time to fight about. "Seanna, i... its been a while, look i don't know why, or how, you are here but i need to get going now and you are in the pilots chair so if you would not mind i will have to catch up with you later unless you are coming along." He was action like himself for now, the pain gone as his mind focused on the woman infront of him.
 

Neyana

Exiled Princess of Kesh
[member="Solan Charr"] [member="Seanna Vel"]

Nicole stood there, simply shocked at Solans reaction. "Uhm. . .Yeah. . .you guys catch up. I'll be sitting back here." Questions filled her mind about who this woman was, but they were dismissed. Nicole is... happy that he slightly returned to normal. Hopefully he'll stay this way. Hearing what the man stated about the Sith, Nicole sighs and went to sit down somewhere. "Well Kark.. . ."
 
[member="Nicole Sarah Feanor"] [member="Solan Charr"] [member="Seanna Vel"]

Taeli was curious what might have brought the extremely irritating Dark Jedi to this station, perhaps he was looking to procure the weapon himself, or maybe he had dealings with these criminals. Regardless, she had her duty to perform and she would carry out the mission given to her. Noting the vessel that contained the presence of Solan on it, she directed her forces against the criminals . . . but decided a little fun was needed.

"Divert one Elytra and two squadrons of Wrath-class fighters to engage that ship there," she said, pointing it on the battlefield projection, even as the rest of her forces began eviscerating the criminals. "Begin launching boarding craft and breaching pods towards the station, heavy fighter escort, and bring our guns to full effect on the criminal fleet."

"Yes, my Lady," the commander said, and her orders began to be carried out. Taking her earpiece for her comlink, she made her way to the dropship bay to be a part of the boarding action. She wanted to make sure, personally, that the bioweapon was taken and destroyed. She had a feeling he would start to sense who exactly was leading the Sith forces here.
 
Putting a grin upon her own lips was priceless. Not like didn't want this reaction upon his face. "w... shit monkey lizard... you ..didn't have to throw me a party...sweet pea..", as she pop up from the sit. "Hi there sweetie.", looking at Solan.

"Well, just don't sit there, I really like to keep my sweet ass in one piece...your much of a trouble maker.", giving him a punch in his arm.."So,,, who..you make hot this time...not like our first meeting..." giving him one of those winks of her before turning to her.

"Yea, ya .."

[member="Solan Charr"] [member="Nicole Sarah Feanor"] [member="Darth Arcanix"]
 

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