Flashpoint: Roche

[Malica Drezyan]

G99 ASTEROID FACILITY - MAIN HANGAR/ ENGINEERING HANGAR

@Falon Azrakel, @[member="Sev3n"], @[member="Delila Castillon"], @[member="MSE-007"], @Siobhan Kerrigan, @[member="Phylis Alince"], @Ayden Cater

The platoon descended the exit ramp.

The flight through the asteroid belt had virtually destroyed their transport. It sat sputtering and steaming on the right side of the hangar, awaiting repairs that would only come after the G99 industrial facility was securely in the hands of the Republic.

Malica reported to their Republic contact and received their orders. The platoon headed to the hangar closest to the engineering labs to guard the Verpine and Republic personel who were frantically preparing the fighters that could be launched into space and deactivating the rest and packing away what they could. The parts, along with several Verpine engineers would be shipped to a safe zone in Republic space should the Imperials infiltrate the engineering hangar. They were ordered to destroy what was left in the lab. If even one unfinished model was captured by the Sith, a Verpine ally could easily replicate it.

Malica and her elite platoon of Omega Pyre agents covered the hangar and it's adjoining passages. Several Republic soldiers were already stationed, agitated by the battle in the main hangar of the asteroid. As the Sith attacked the asteroid head on, the engineering hangar vibrated. Verpine scientists scattered around the unfinished fighters, disassembling the technologies they had worked on for years. Reports from the front said that Imperial forces were making their way toward the inner labs, intending to break into the hangar bay for the valuable, nearly finished fighters.

Malica communicated with her team over her headpiece. “Prepare for attack from all sides.” When the Sith broke through the front lines of the main hangar, they would be coming straight for this one. “Affirmative.” One squad reported. “Copy.” Rang in the other. The tunnels had already been breached by powerful Imperial forces and the reports of an armored terentatek-like beast attacking @[member="Delila Castillon"]'s 73rd Infantry set the Omega Pyre platoon into readiness.

 

[Sophia Walsh]

Nickle One - @[member="Seth Shorn"] @[member="Jonathan Walsh"] @[member="Kamon Vondiranach"]


Sophia now back in her ship which was apart of her father's fleet followed along with the rest to Nickel One where the distress signal was coming from. She didn't think that they all should have gone as they were leaving G99 wide open but she wasn't one to argue especially with her father. It was easier to just listen in this case as she was supposed to.

As the rest of the fleet fired off their missions she gave the orders to fire off her ships missions at the target in three waves of 20 Proton missiles and 20 Concussion Missiles each.

 

[Darren Brunswick]

@[member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""]Akura Yavis

NICKLE ONE - MUNITIONS FACILITY

"Let's capture him. Set for stun."
If Brunswick had a single credit for everytime he heard someone say that they were going to capture him, he'd probably be a major stock-holder of the Kuat Drive Yards. Making sure to steer clear away from the ongoing battle of the Force-Users, Brunswick aimed his twin pistols at the two Mandalorian soldiers that were coming obviousely to stun him. Before giving even the time to react, the Kuati senator pointed each of his pistol at each of the Mandalorian, and fired blasted away, taking them down with accuracy. He pointed his finger at the Twi'lek Mandalorian that looked to be in charge.
"You and me, one on one." said the senator, eyeing the yellow blood of the dead Verpine that had painted the walls of the munition facility.

 

[Adonari Cinn]

Nickle One - Munition somewhere...... ( are we inside or out. People don't seem to know. We need that cleared up.)
@[member="Darren Brunswick"] @[member="Akura Yavis"] @[member="Rosa Mazhar"] @[member="Tyrin Ardik"]

Darren ran for cover as soon as A'donari had crouched into his position. Troops began to swarm him. Two blasters were not going to hold them off for long. A'donari felt the force react within him. His mind filled with a single thought, "You will not extinguish the Light in this Knight!"

Reacting is the only way to describe the force's use of the Guardians body. A'donari watched the Senator take down the two soldiers with ease then called out the Mandolorian. Before the soldiers dead bodies had hit the ground A'donari lifted another cargo container and launched it as hard as he could towards the Mandolorian and her fleet. If anyone with normal reflex's had not been looking or able to move due to them being clustered together where they stood they wouldn't be able to save themselves by the time they realized the container was air born half way to them.

A'donari yelled to the Senator, "I said stay behind me! This is not a game, Sir. You're making this a lot harder on me. Do you want to die? The container slamming into it's intended target before he had even finished his first sentence. Only a select few could have survivedan attack so quick.
His eyes never moved from the Sith who was dealing with the Cargo Containers A'donari sent his way a second ago.

(Edited for storyline and gave NPC's chance to move. Sorry about that. I was raging hard with the force.)

 

[Racket]

Ion Cannon
@[member="Jesta"] @[member="Ardak Serifen"]
[SIZE=10pt]Racket heard an unfamiliar voice. He turned in his chair sharply with crazed eyes not expecting anyone else in the ion cannon. Blood shot red eyes "Am I shooting! Did you see the tunnels?! Then I think it's safe to say that we have have been doing our jobs skid stain!" He said in a crazed tone before laughing uncontrollably while shooting at the ships above. "DEATh for you!!!!! And a death for you!! You want one?! Racket's on it!" He said through laughter. [/SIZE]

 

[Ben Watts]

NICKEL ONE - Near the Ion Cannon Control Center
@[member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""]Darren Brunswick | @[member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""]Tyrin Ardik |@[member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""]Rosa Mazhar | @[member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""]A'donari Cinn @[member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""]Jesta @[member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""]Ardak Serifen

Sweat poured from Ben's brow as his lightsaber worked furiously to deflect incoming blaster bolts. His ears were ringing from the constant explosions, the fire from blaster rifles from over his shoulder, and the screams of dying men. Death was all around him, on his side, and on his enemies. He had to ignore it and push on, there was much more at stake here, so much more bloodshed would come from the Sith Empire gaining this asteroid belt and all of its valued treasures if the Jedi and their allies failed. A Verpine soldier breached their line of defense and charged straight at Ben, bloodlust filling his eyes, anger resonated from him like Ben had never seen before. He was cut down before he could attempt to do anything worthwhile, a wasted life, a noble death in his eyes.

"Sir, a Verpine Platoon is heading for the main generator, they are trying to cut off its power."

Ben ducked behind cover, a much needed rest, plopping to the ground and deactivating his lightsaber as he squatted next to the Verpine commander he had been fighting alongside for so many hours. They could not afford to let the power go offline, the Ion Cannons were crucial, it was one of the main reasons they were even on Nickel One to begin with.

"Assemble a small counter assault team, do not let them cut off the power."

"Aren't there backup generators?" Ben chimed in knowing that if the power was cut off it would lead to a huge pain in the butt for the assault on the Sith fleets in space.

"There are, but they would still be shut offline long enough for the fleets to come up with a plan, we cannot afford to have those Ion Cannons stop at this point." A blaster shot zinged by the Commanders head and he promptly ducked for cover, knowing he had come close to death, but not having enough time to think about it.

"I will lead the counter attack, I can make sure they do not cut off the power."

"Take ten men and get going then, Jedi."

Ben nodded and looked up for volunteers, picking a Lieutenant he had been fighting with, and gathering up a small team. When they were ready, they backed out of the fight they were currently in, and headed for the power generators. They were just outside of Ion Command, so the trip did not take long, but by the time they had arrived the Verpine Platoon had already blasted a large entrance hole for them to enter. By the looks of it, Ben and his squad had just missed them, so they would not be far inside.

Guns drawn, lightsaber activated, Ben and his team entered into the generator room, and immediately spotted the Verpine Platoon. Wasting no time, Ben did was he had to do, jumping into action while they still had the element of surprise. His men fired off shots, and Ben jumped directly into the fight, lightsaber slashing and hacking away at every soldier who could get to who was not already dead from the blaster fire. In every sense of the word, it was a slaughter, they never stood a chance against a Jedi Master and a group of men who took them from behind. He wished he could spare their lives, but this was war, and if they were to live they would kill Ben the first chance they were given.

The battle did not last long, and as quickly as it began, it was over. Ben stood among the dead soldiers, lightsaber still activated, and rallied his troops. One of his men had died, but considering the losses they had taken that day, it was nothing short of a successful mission. "Ion Generators have been successfully defended, for now, I am going to set up a defensive position around them and make sure they stay that way." Ben spoke into his comm, almost as if he wasn't standing in the middle of a war zone, but he had to keep his cool head and calm demeanor. "You, and you, post up around the hole that explosion created. Let me know if you see any activity, the rest of you, set up a defensive perimeter in here. These generators are a priority."

 

[Akura Yavis]

NICKLE ONE - MUNITIONS FACILITY

Akura and her men recovered from the barrage of blaster bolts and force abilities. "Your going to regret that." She snarled at the senator and jedi.

Her men stood up and drew their blasters, their armor steaming, but they were otherwise unscathed. Beskar was the best armor in the galaxy.

The trio activated their jet packs in unison, soaring over the heads of the jetii and the senator. Akura fired her whipcord launcher to ensnare the senator, hoping to immobilize him.

She turned and fired a volley of wrist rockets at the jetii.

 

[Jesta]

---On control room of Ion Canons---

@[member="Darren Brunswick"] | @[member="Tyrin Ardik"] |@[member="Rosa Mazhar"] | @A'donari Cinn @Jesta @[member="Ardak Serifen"] @[member="Seth Shorn"] @[member="Jonathan Walsh"]




Jesta took a seat at the bottom of the staircase and listened to the his squad above as they continued to do work in the control room. The boys commed in. 'Sir what are we to target?' Brutus asked. Jesta sighed and sat on the stairs in front of the one door that allowed anyone or anything in our out the place. "Target Shorns star destroyer." Jesta said, looking at the door as it suddenly opened. Jesta pulled out a gun and aimed at the strangers head still sitting on the stair. Then he realized it was a jedi and he lowered his gun when he asked if Jesta was giving them hell. Jesta laughed. "Nono, I'm actually giving them girl scout cookies." He joked, looking around. Jesta then noticed a bunch of soldier that magically appeared and he sighed. Reaching for his rocket launcher he fired past the jedis head and it blew up half of them. Not a moment later another jedi appeared and killed off the rest. Running into the building and running down the staircase to the generator Jesta sat there and stared at the two Jedi. "God damn ive never been so popular." Jesta joked, standing up and heading to the outside the door to keep watch.

 

[Mereel Vaun]

Droch-class boarding craft, inbound for Roche: G99.

Mereel and the three other Death Watch members with him, all armored with beskar'gam and using a variety of weapons, prepped for the battle.
"Alright listen up,"Mereel started his mission briefing,"our objective is to destroy or capture the fighter factories, the Sith prefer intact , but will settle for asset neutralization.
First, we crawl through the abandoned mines and blast a hole big enough to get our two squads into the control room for the forward hangars turbo laser turrets. Once inside
we shut down the systems controlling the turrets and open the hangars for our two other shuttles to get in. These shuttles have ten of our vode in each so we need to complete this objective or we're on our own. After we link up with the forward assault team, we head for the production lines of the star fighters, once we have breached the security there we lay our detonite charges and get clear. Got it?" All three men nodded and readied themselves for a long hike in the tunnels of G99. The ship hit the surface of G99 with a metalic clank and the drop doors opened. The four commandos found a vent in the surface of the asteroid, blasted it, and began their ascent into G99.

 

[The Hound]

Space: Nickle One

The battle raged all around him. He could feel lives being extinguished everywhere, and most vibrant among all of these was the presence of @[member="Sophia Walsh"]. This was mostly due to the fact that he was keeping tabs on her to make sure she was fine and okay. It was a little distracting, but he had dealt with worse distractions before. Leading his squadron of XA-5 X-Wings as the sole E-25 pilot. They had their orders now. A portion of his squadron would aid in anti-starfighter defense for the Republic vessels that were in desperate need. He and four other members of his squadron were to fly near Captain Walsh's vessel and repel enemy bombers.

He wished that he could be in two places at once...On the ground aiding in the fight against the Sith knights and lords that were engaging the Jedi and in the air, but he would have to settle with option two for now.

 

[Atrum Voidlighter]

The Vault
@[member="Zaiden"]

He sighed, such impatience. "Death comes to all eventually. What's your rush?" As the Sith made the leaping slash towards him, he flipped the hilt around in his hand, getting a nice reverse grip on it. The arm came up in a block, allowing the blade to once again clash with his cortosis bracer. However, in addition to that, his own saber was angled in such a way that as the Sith's hand moved forward with the attack, it would take the wrist through the hot plasma blade.

Hoping to take advantage of what would be a great deal of pain, he reached out with the Force to grab at the Sith's floating saber and pull it sharply down into the Sith's exposed shoulder. Fear? Well, he had no need for that. He was a Jedi, and calmed himself against that. There was nothing that the Sith could do to him to instill fear. Kill him? He became one with the Force. Torture him? Inflict pain? That was simple attacks on the flesh.

 

[Adonari Cinn]

Keeping a straight face and feeling the soldiers regain their composer while dealing with Tyrin's attack A'donari thanked the foolish Mandalorian for the opportunity to take out the fleet easily. Her numbers took to the sky allowing him to formulate a plot easily. Seeing the rockets approaching the force took control of his arm without needing thought to deflect the rockets. All but one of the wrist rockets were turned away by the force into the air towards soldiers while the single rocket returned to sender. Three hit their targets while two missed by the margin of a foot.

He hoped the Senator was safe but he had to prepare himself for another volley of attacks from Tyrin. Remaining in his stance the whole time of dealing with the simple rockets A'donari's body sat in Soresu.

 

[Rekali the Hutt]

Nickel One Ion Cannon Control Center

@[member="Jesta"] @[member="Ben Watts"]

"You're about to get a lot more popular soldier." Ardak said at the cats response. "Keep working like this and I'll put in some good words for you." Ardak told the man. He likely knew Serifen's position in the political realm, and likely knew his former status in the navy. Then again, Army intelligence was always far inferior to the Navy's, so perhaps he didn't.

"I'm going to make some back-up plans to destroy this place if we have to leave. Shoot down everything you can." Ardak informed the man, the went and drove his speeder up to the Ion Cannon's power source, and began rigging it to blow, hooking it up to a signal on his comlink to detonate remotely. Then he returned to the main targeting system near Jesta, and continued scoping the area, looking for any potential threats.

 

[Damon Kurosaki]

NICKEL ONE - Near the Ion Cannon Control Center
@[member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""]Darren Brunswick | @[member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""]Tyrin Ardik |@[member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""]Rosa Mazhar | @[member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""]A'donari Cinn @[member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""]Jesta @[member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""]Ardak Serifen@[member="Ben Watts"]

Damon had been shadowing jedi master Ben Watts under the order of his master and was ready to take on any challenge that came before him. He was a little nervous being so young and inexperienced thrown into the midst of this huge skirmish, but he could not let that get the best of him.

Cooler heads prevailed and Damon was ready to follow Ben in any campaign they were required to take on. Ben then received knowledge that a main generator for one of the ion cannons was in danger. After discussing the massive importance of the generator to their cause, Ben was instructed to take a team to the generator and protect it at all costs. This is great! I now have a chance to practice my abilities and do some good for the Republic, Damon thought to himself just before the team set out.

The trip to the generator was short but Damon was more than prepared. He ignited his two blue lightsabers as they passed through the hole created for them and began to make short work of the Verpine soldiers. He did not even feel the need to deflect the blaster fire being wildly fired in all directions as he used his near blinding speed to take out soldier after soldier.

Yellow blood stained the battle field as Ben and his team stood over the Verpine platoon victorious. Ben then shouted out some orders and Damon prepared himself to defend the vastly needed Ion cannon.

 

[Darren Brunswick]

NICKLE ONE - MUNITIONS FACILITY

@[member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""]Akura Yavis @[member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""]A'donari Cinn

"I said stay behind me! This is not a game, Sir. You're making this a lot harder on me. Do you want to die?" Senator Brunswick glared at the Jedi. This was why he always went to a battle without a Jedi escort: they always freaking asked him if he wanted to die. That question greatly annoyed the Kuati male. He watched in irritation as the Mandalorians soared up towards the sky with their jetpacks. Dang. How come he never got one of thosed wicked jetpacks? Brunswick blinked, realizing a second before it happened that the Twi'lek was about to use her whipcord launcher. Darren lept to his right side, dodging the whipcords the flew at him by inches. He reloaded his twin pistols and pointed them at the Mandalorian Twi'lek, and quickly took two shots at her jetpack.

 

[Kyrana Gould]

All the Space people!
@[member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""]Jonathan Walsh
@[member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""]Rytek'irk'intrano
@[member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""]Kaine Zambrano
@[member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""]Kamon Vondiranach
@[member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""]Seth Shorn
@[member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""]Iron Maiden
@[member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""][member=""]Velok
(My five ships are deployed as seen here. From left to right facing forward: Colossus, Indomitable (Flagship), Inflexible, Thunderer, Iron Duke.)

Reinforcements from Admiral Walsh were quickly coming in behind him. Their missiles and bombs opened a volley against the Sith ships before him. Furthermore the ion cannon was (somewhat erratically) blasting at the Sith and doing some damage. It was time.
His ships were now in good range. The enemy had reinforcements so now it was 5 vs 7 capital ships. This would be a hard fight. But now, it was time to make a gambit.
"Inflexible, Thunderer, Colossus, send forward all attack craft to attack the Sith fleet. All ships, launch bombers and gunships and send them into the attack against the enemy capital ships. Indomitable, Iron Duke, retain interceptors and prepare for enemy fighters."
The great swarm of his attacking craft would overwhelm the enemy fighters, and his bombers could wreck havoc on the enemy capital ships with massive firepower.
It was a risk because he had denuded his own fleet of fighter support, but the enemy capital ships were the key. Destroy them or drive them away and the battle was won. Also, Walsh would soon arrive, he hoped, and sweep down onto the enemy fighters from behind.


(Forgive my crude edits!)

 

[Caulder Dune]

NICKEL ONE - MUNITIONS FACILITY
@Darren Brunswick |@Rosa Mazhar | @A'donari Cinn |@[member="Akura Yavis"] | @[member="Mikhail Shorn"]

Tyrin didn't have time for a snappy comeback or a witty remark. Death Watch reinforcements had shown up and, contrary to popular belief were not gunning down Sith-aligned Verpine. That would be completely ridiculous and utterly impractical. No one was that stupid, and any who thought that was the case were probably incapable of breathing through their nostrils. This wasn't the problem, however. The primary problem was that they had fired a host of rockets towards the Jedi he had been facing, and the Jedi subsequently flung them back at the Death Watch.

Preferring live allies to dead ones, Tyrin simultaneously dropped whatever he was doing to seize control of the rockets with the force for a second time, stopping them from reaching the Death Watch and detonating. With a tremendous exertion of effort, he flung them back at the Jedi. No one would be detonating any rockets on his compatriots- not while he was still a force sensitive. The effort had left him drained, but he knew the Jedi would probably try to send them back a third time. He quickly shouted to the Death Watch.

"Don't waste your time here. The situation is well under control. Take the commandos and head for the power generator for those ion cannons! Destroy them and then come back to reinforce our position. Assassins, to me!"

A duo of Sith assassins, from the small garrison Tyrin had left behind bounded from behind the damaged blast door up next to their commander, vibroswords held at the ready. Tyrin wasn't going to be able to defeat this Jedi on his own. Fortunately he had more than enough Sith assassins at his disposal to even the odds. Tyrin activated his blade with a deft flick. This was going to be a long, painful battle.

 

[Racket]

"I'm going down stairs. People need to die!" he screamed. In a flash he was standing in the middle of the room, Cannon and bag of grenades in hand from the pack he had stored on Brutus's huge body. Brutus, "KILLLLLLLL! HaAAAHHHAHHAHHA!"
Racket speed was another level and the battle found out what that meant. The hardest part for him now was finding time to place his feet before firing the rocket launcher. "No TIMe!" click click click, the triple barrel rocket launcher shot at the target ten feet away. Smoke clouds bellowed from the corner and a small raccoon looking body sailed backwards. Momentum was a queen. So was Rackets recovery speed. Then the grenades came.
Two grenades flew from where Racket had been a blink of an eye ago. It sailed and landed on the floor beside another group of Sith Empire Verpine sending them back to their maker. "You're dead, now you're dead. Ewwwwwww, Big target!" HAHAHAHAHA. The wicked screaching laugh came deep from the black part of a soul that lusted for Racket Justice. "This Asteroid needs Justice! And I ave Just what it needs. RAckET juSTiCe!!! HA!" coming in Rackets sites was just asking for a double glopping of Rackets Juicy Justice.

Soldiers rushed out of a corridor. A Justice smile grew wickedly and his blood shot eyes opened as wide as they could. A blaster found it's way to Rackets hand off the ground. He kicked up the speed bouncing off the walls and floor. Aiming at the rodent was impossible. Click click clickclickclickclickclickclickclick was beginning to grow in speed and bolts screached through the Werpine soldiers bodies. Maybe he did shoot to much. Who cared? Nerves. Racket had them. He made his own sound for the gun in his hand. Two seconds later it had found a brother. "DOOM! DOOM! DOOM! DOOM! DOOM! DOOM! DOOM! DOOM! DOOM!"

A deep sinking filled the tiny chest under his armor. "Where the hell are you?!" Racket rummaged through his pockets trying to find a lighter. Blaster fire tore aprt the wall he was standing behind. To Racket he was safe as could be. Much more important matters were at hand. "I'll be with you in a minute! I need to smoke while killing. It's the fine wine that accents DEATH!!! Jeez!!! It's like they want to die from the hand of the infamous Racket. I love it!!!!" HahaHAHAHAhaha!" Sucking hard barely relieved him. Nicotein addictions were no thing to scoff at.

Back to pleasing. The wall made a perfect climbing tool and Racket jumped through the air shooting rapidly into the crowd of soldiers. "Blam, your dead! Smoked you!" Grenades flew from his hand randomly at clusters of the soldiers. "RRRaaaaackkkkeett JJJustice!!! HahaHAhaAHAHHAaa! Get some. Get some" A soldier stepped in front of him in the distance testing Racket. Bad move. Throwing down the blasters and slinging the rocket back over his shoulder from it's resting position on his back Racket rapidly moved from the right and left side of the room in the blinks of the soldiers eyes. He waited for the fun shot which happened to be center in the chest plate of the soldier. But what really got him off was taking the shot from up close being apart of the explosion! The time was right when he got within eight feet before pulling the trigger. It shot him backwards twenty feet. "WEEeewwwWWWW!" He screamed. Body wrapped around the rocket launcher. Momentum really was a queen for small people.

 

[Wolan Tsomcren]

(Sorry I'm so late, been busy posting elsewhere)

As the battle began to rage on, Wolan ordered to RSS Surprise to meet up with the main fleet under Admiral Stahlemann. He told Lt. Commander Jenkins that he was to follow wherever the Admiral ordered to fire upon. He then directed his squadron of 50 fighters to meet up with the main group, joining unto the Republic fighters and gunships that were headed straight towards Darth Velok's squadron.

"Admiral, we are in position, all fighter-bombers from the Frigate Surprise accounted for. Lt. Commander Jenkins is on the ship's main bridge and awaiting orders. We'll join up with the rest of the main group"

 

[Thessa Kai]

[SIZE=10pt]Approaching Shorn @[member="Judah Dashiell"], @[member="Velok"] (eventually) [/SIZE]

[SIZE=10pt]“Dash,” grim scale-speckled face managed to relax for a moment within the temperature controlled humid cockpit of the snub-nosed fighter. Weaving in and out of enemy and friendly fighters, she fired off another round of the canons, hit after hit confirming on her screen while her shield levels dropped with each second.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10pt]Cockpit shuddered as her R2 unit booped and beeped in her headset. “This is far worse than Coruscant. More cover, but worse.” He would know what that meant. “I’m going to try and lead some of them away from the squadron. I-“[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10pt]Warning lights flared in her cockpit and she twisted in a deep port-side dive, the webbed-crash harness digging into her chest as an enemy hit rocked her starboard wing. The Galan didn’t need the warnings of the astromech droid or the technical layouts on her screen to tell her she was in trouble. Iced-azure gaze began panning the space horizon for a place to set-down.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10pt]“Lil’ Mano hit. I repeat, I’m hit. Rogue members, stay in formation and continue to the rendezvous point.”[/SIZE]