Heavy Metal Abraham Lincoln [Black Sun Dominion of Sleheyron]

[Seris Vant]

[member="Mr. Ash"] [member="Maya Whitelight"]

"Ohh yah they're everywhere sweet cheeks. Swarming all over the city. We'll get em' all deactivated soon as my best guy finds the control note. Which I hope will be soon". Cypher again popped out to lay down more shots. Emptying out half a cell in the process, but some more droids went down.

Mr. Ash comm'ed him back with a return from his call. It'd be a bit before they got the location, that just meant they needed to survive that much longer. "Awesome, get it to me ASAP".

Maya jumped out in to the open, saber in hand. He wondered for a moment what the woman was doing until she tossed out some kind of shield. Dust and debris flew at them as much as the enemy. "The hell"? Damn rock chipped off his shoulder from her move. That shield she put out was deflecting blaster rounds. Just how long could she keep it up though. "Hey can you move with that shield"?

 

[Ordan Vosk]

...just like Hacker said the Droids were massing resistance through sectors A1 - A17 in refinery tower three. Disembarking from the landing platform would have likely placed the troopers along with Ordan and Hacker somewhere in between those levels. Definitely not in sector A1 but also nowhere near A17 which is why Ordan gave the order as they headed inside..."Alright Hacker we'll work our way up with a few men. The rest of you work your way down and help the recon teams secure the base of the tower."...seemed like a fairly sound plan at the time but they hadn't gotten into a heavy firefight yet. Well, anyways, it seemed unlikely they'd just be walking into Tower Three from the refinery but one could hope...

...corridors massed with pipelines leading throughout the building would have lead them towards the tower while Ordan kept track of troop movements on the way. He'd purposely ignore the small, disorganized, resistance counting on the other mercenaries to take care of it for him while he went on to deal with the real threat. Like he'd surmised though these refineries were huge and telling Hacker to..."Find me a walkway that leads into the middle of that tower."...he'd have moved with purpose along with several men towards an entrance to the tower that connected it to the refinery before it ascended to high. Not level one but nowhere near the top. What level would they come in through? Who knows...

...regardless of how they got there the result would be the same. Ordan would start moving towards the walkway which stretched across into one of the mid levels of refinery tower three and he'd have said..."Give me a little cover."...there'd be droids and they'd shoot at the man but he had a way of toting around a lot of firepower. The Grenade Launcher he'd been carrying the entire time was leveled ahead, its butt bracing against his hip while powerful forearms supported it, then Ordan would squeeze the trigger and one of the grenades would fire with a -plunk- sound that saw it riveting ahead followed by the recoil of the weapon. The Fragmentation Grenade would impact with the entrance to the refinery tower, explode, and erupt into a blaze of fire and shrapnel that would have cleared the way of the Droids on the other side leaving the others to reform...

..."Knock, knock."...he squeezed the launchers trigger again and shot another grenade through the shredded entrance where it would similarly explode, trashing any droids in the blast radius, and helping to clear the way into the tower for them. "Come on Hacker."...he'd have said in the most casual manner possible..."Report. Minor explosions inside refinery tower three. Marginal damage expected."...Danger could always dock him some of his pay later after they'd taken the site though something told him it wouldn't be that bad...​

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[member="Hacker"] [member="Danger Arceneau"]​

 

[Nolan Detta]

Nolan ran to the dead Hutt in hopes of finding a datapad with something on the droids, he found a datapad, but with a blaster hole in it.

"Kark, well, let's get to a console, we need to find the controls."

Nolan moved on down the escape path which lead to a small hangar with one shuttle, must be the old Hutts personal craft.


[member="Rasho the Hutt"] [member="Maya Whitelight"] [member="Kable Detta"]

 

[Amarant]

The data was insane, but he found it. With eyes that could find a face in a crow, a single slug in a hailstorm of gunfire, or a snowflake in a storm, his calm, lethal photoreceptors look for the variation. The one thing that something that big couldn't hide. Data trails could be shift. Zones could be falsified. Directthe answer was obviousional parameters and timestamps could be forged. But a processor big enough to run an entire droid battalion need to draw power, and run hot? He grinned. "Under the building," he whispered to himself. "[member="Cypher"], there's only one place they could hide a cooling tower for a command module, and that's in that ridiculous-looking palace, under which you will find your primary command module. It's in the basement of that palace," he said coolly. "I repeat, the primary power draw is under the palace. The EMF signatures match up, forwarding complete coordinates," he said calmly.

He grinned as he sent coordinates to Cypher. He could forward the remainder to any concenred parties in the area. There was enough muscle running around to have some fun and keep it busy. He sent a message to [member="Danger Arceneau"] as well. Thanks for the data feed, we've got a lock on slimeball's mechs now. You can put the scanners back to whatever you were doing, and watch the show. I shoulda brought some snacks, Ash lyingly mused. After all, little miss dangereux didn't know he was all machine under the synthskin--unlike many of the force-sensitive Black Suns.

He smiled, lighting his cigar. Tonight was a good night. A bloodthirsty night. A night of slaughter. He smirked as a few trained killers he had broken out of prison just last week plowed through more of the droids. He smiled. He revved up his car. It was time to join this party.

 

[Maya Carrick]

"Hey can you move with that shield"? Ducking back behind the big hutt, giving him a look over. Not easy, but I can clear a path if you have something in mind, Sir. Gathering up what needed to complete the task wasn't going to give any hint that just as surprise she could do this as big as did. Pulling the light around her only to find herself doing something else, that Master told her not to, pulling from with in her there something deep inside of her that been trained to cage unless needed this one of those time. No Master where around to those around that had the force knew she was smuggler/mercery just with some bonus skills that pick up in her line of business.

Opening up full as if there both lightness and greiness coming from her as it swriled around her just how long could she do the task at hand or what he had in mind. Looking back over to [member="Cypher"] with wink then spoken, I'm ready point the way I'll clear it. Knowning what could happen if she used all her engery leaving her exposed, she would deal with that if the time came or if it came.

@Nolan Detta[member="Mr. Ash"]

 

[Aedan Miles]

Aedan Miles had recieved word of an operation being done freeing slaves this of course caught his attention and interest now the young man arrived in the system with a trio of ships that appeared to be a convoy. Looking over the planet he took note of the Black Sun presence and absently reached down activating his coms he sent a message out on the Black Sun's channel. "This is an interested party willing to lend a hand if you will have it." @Domino

While he waited for a response his ships started to chug their way forward and towards the atmosphere the cargo pods on the pair of freighters opening up only to reveal they were not cargo pods but fighter storage containers and the fighters house within were all started up and read to take off. The vessel at the lead was a Dire-class patrol ship its hangar remained close as the ship itself forged forward into the atmosphere of the planet. Aedan sat in the command chair waiting to see how they would be greeted as he designated a trio hutt palaces that appeared untouched and close together. Designating their AA emplacements the fighters and gunships in the carriers took off heading towards two of them as the Dire-class headed straight for one. Aedan stood and made his way to the cabin he had pulling on his armor and strapping on a weapons belt that held a pair of Westar 33 blaster pistols and two lightsaber hilts. The Saber staff he normally carried he left in his cabin and instead grabbed a sniper rifle strapping it to his back he walked towards where the exit ramp was looking around the small group of soldiers present giving them all a thumbs up.

On the bridge the Lt of the ship watched in awe as gunships and fighters swarmed around the 2 castles and then snapped out of it as AA fire hit the shields of the Dire-class oh so pleasantly named Reaper's remorse the name had been chosen by Aedan for work like this. Snapping out of it the young woman snapped a command and the weapons on the Dire-class lit the sky up targeting various AA areas and destroying them. At the ramp Aedan calmly waited his westar's in hand as the 40 men prepared to move quickly and efficiently. Aedan knew that their target was not completely wiping out the people here they would free the slaves and odds were Aedan would offer them a home in his Red Legion hell a home where they got paid and free food maybe some of them would accept. Shrugging the young man felt the shudder as the ship landed.

 

[Seris Vant]

[member="Mr. Ash"] [member="Maya Whitelight"] [member="Nolan Detta "]@Kabel Detta

"Good news indeed Ash. We'll have that controller down within the hour". Cypher severed the communique. Now to find a stairway or elevator to the lower levels. "We need to get to get lower. The droid command node is under the palace. I suspect that Hutt was headed there so we must be on the right path. That shield of yours can cover us as we advance. If its too difficult to move can you weave your way further down and then toss it up. You'll serve as quite the distraction and give us an easier time to cut them down"? Maybe not the greatest plan or the fastest. But Cypher would rather be more careful than not.

 

[Kable Detta]

Kable moved forward with his brother down the escape path. The brief reprieve from droids was nice.
<I really hope that console is close, I'm getting tired of all this running around!>

The path came out into small hanger with a shuttle in it's berth.
Looking to his brother <Well, where to now?>


Nolan Detta

 

[Nolan Detta]

Nolan waved the other two into the hangar, Maybe we could check the Navi Computer for possible destinations?

Nolan ran to the edge of the hangar and looked out over the city. It was in chaos. Parts were smoldering, some parts on fire, and some were just flattened. He could see dog fights going on between Black Suns and droids. He flinched as a shot buzzed past his head, looking down, commando droids were scaling the walls to the hangar.

Let's get a move on people, we may have to look into the data on the fly...literally.

[member="Kable Detta"] [member="Maya Whitelight"]er [member="Rasho the Hutt"]

 

[Hacker]

[member="Ordan Vosk"]

"Rodger. Earlier scans indicate this facility has several corridors that lead to a centralized area, an elevator is also located at this location. I'd bet its crawling with droids though. Though if we take a detour thirty meters to our left we'll find our way in". Hacker too moved with purpose along side Ordan. Every so often he'd pop a shot off from his wrist blasters to cap off a droid. It was good fun and all but the size of this facility meant a lot of ground to cover, and that took time.

Ordan called for cover fire and hacker delivered. With his dual barrel wrist blasters and two pistols he had the power of 3 blasters in each hand. The bolts fizzled off towards any clanker showing its tin head. Some hit their mark, some missed. It was about suppressive fire not marksmanship that was needed at the moment. Cause Ordan needed to get his big Bantha grenade launcher all aimed up to blow things to bits. And boy did things blow up, doors, part of the wall, and plenty of droids. His comrade in arms called for him to advance, and heed the call he did. "On me way"!

 

[Ordan Vosk]

...the Grenade Launcher fired again as Ordan waded forward after calling Hacker over his shoulder and indicating that the both of them should begin moving up. He had to admit it was a boon to have Hacker's expertise with him. Explosions would erupt beyond the breach leading into the tower after Ordan had fired more ordnance inside ensuring that any droids remaining would have been destroyed with the building itself incurred more structural damage that could be repaired once the refineries were in their hands. Only a matter of time now if everyone else did their jobs like they were supposed to and then Ordan could enjoy a sizable paycheck and a vacation until the next job....

....as Ordan stepped into the tower area he'd have done a quick scan of the area..."Everything looks clear. Move up."...he'd reiterate as he moved over some rubble and the broken bodies of various bodies. This had to have been that central area that Hacker had been talking about and moving into it Ordan would have started looking for the elevator doors. Just then he'd be taken by surprise though. Not every droid was dead. A damaged Combat Droid, one of its arms ripped off in the explosions, would stumble into view and make a swipe at Ordan with a metallic hand. Ordan would have stumbled backwards, his head whipping up, as the metallic hands cuffed him before his own arm snapped out and he drew on his minor skills of force manipulation to aid him. The Force Push would be relatively minor but as the wave of concussion force extended from Ordan's hand it would have still been enough to drop the droid onto its back allowing Ordan to reach into the duster he wore and unholster his Heavy Blaster Pistol to finish it off by placing several bolts into its torso. Afterwards he'd replace the blaster pistol on his person and touch his brow where an obvious cut marred his features and fresh blood had started to leak out, down one side of his face...

..."Should have been more careful."...was all he muttered as he went deeper into the central area before he saw it. The Elevator doors. Approaching them Ordan would reach out, hitting the lift button, but the elevators doors never opened. "Locked."...he'd have said before looking over his shoulder..."What do you think Hacker? Can you do something with this."...he was a Slicer after all so it was time to put those skills to use and there had to be an access box around here somewhere that he could tap into...​

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[member="Hacker"]​

 

[Hacker]

[member="Ordan Vosk"]

Hacker moved into the the smoke and dust. It obscured many of his sensors much to his displeasure. Metal met metal on the fallen corpses that were the droids. That grenade launcher did a good job of scrapping them all. Ordan was unfortunate that it failed to destroy them all; and a short scuffle between a survivor was had. Hacker was about to assist when he dispatched it. A quick sweep determined there were no other threats in visual. "That we should be, droids are resilient fellows". His battle buddy inquired as to the lift and if he could get it open for them. Now the Boloball was in Hacker's court! "Of course, give me a minute". Hacker studded the structure for an access panel, one was quite accessible though a little low for the giant. With a bit of muscle he ripped the door panel off to expose the electrical innards. It was a simple design, and one he could access. Opening one of the compartments on his forearm he pulled loose a cord and interfaced it with the panel. "Its all in the codes". Hacker went to work, and while not as fast as a droid, the elevator was cracked in under two minutes. Not to shabby for an organic with a mind on the fritz. The lift came down to their level and the doors opened up. "Lets shake a leg". Hacker detached the cord and reeled it back in to its housing. It was great having your suit be the computer instead of lugging around all the necessary hardware.

 

[Maya Carrick]

Taking cover behind the big Hutt, with armor, listening her eyes going to him, to the understand what needed to be done. By the weaving this way she could conserve her energy. Knowing good well where some of her strength was going to come from. Rolling her neck around her as if getting ready. Breathing out, only in the jungle she had dare to uncage the warrior that she left sleeping in her. Would need her now to complete her task. Looking at [member="Cypher"] within moment closing her eyes, what happen next even with all the chaos going on around. It came to past as inside of her unlock something as it beginning to flow out of her like that of twisting and blending of gray swirl. To one it would be seen strange if they could see her force signature. "Lets go, sweet. Winking at him, as if to say she was game if he was, they had to do something now was the time they had to try something.

Calmly jumping up from where been at as made her first move of forcing the bubble larger then before. To find herself then at the last second to push away from her with a warrior cry as it seem to clear a path from the droids. Crashing each one into scrap. Looking back at the one that had just join their merry band. It was working slowly but with in reach of the stair way. Reaching it as she put her hand up once again, only to find herself lending against the door frame looking back, not knowing if the Hutt would follow them. [member="Rasho the Hutt"], [member="Nolan Detta "][member="Kable Detta"]

Asking her to do a task would do it to her fullest ablity. Finding herself going on as to all hope when she need those few perious second would have her sweet ass being covered from behind.

 

[Ordan Vosk]

...while Hacker worked on the elevators Ordan stood watch, no telling if any of the other droids patrolling the area would have been summoned to this location after the explosions created by the grenade launcher, occasionally glancing back over his shoulder to check on Hackers progress. Looking at him briefly while he sliced the elevators Ordan would actually take a moment to appreciate just how large Hacker was, he was enormous, maybe it was due to all the fighting they'd been doing but he hadn't realized just how much larger the slicer was than him. Until now anyways. Eying the central area that they'd made their way into Ordan looked for signs of any movement but he came up short, there was rubble scattered across the room along with the shells of droids that had been ripped apart by the explosions. None of them were moving...

...then the elevators came down and Hacker would inform Ordan that he was done causing the man to nod his head and respond..."Right."...before moving into the elevator with Hacker on the next leg of their mission. Looking at the buttons inside the elevator Ordan would select the top saying..."Might as well go straight to the top. Maybe we can shut the rest of the droids down from there."...when the elevator doors closed the brief weightlessness of them both traveling upwards would be felt and Ordan would attempt to patch into the comms of the other troopers in the refinery..."Recon teams hit the lower levels hard. We need to draw their attention to that location."...basically they'd need to create a distraction while Ordan and Hacker dealt with everything on the top level...

..."Anything from that Hammer Walker?"...Ordan would have asked as the elevator continued to move upwards towards the upper level of tower three. He'd had Hacker send the Walker to destroy those sniper nests but thus far he hadn't heard anything about the progress. If they were lucky they could disrupt the resistance in the refinery tower and it wouldn't matter anymore though. As the elevator ascended higher Ordan would have slipped the shoulder strap of his Grenade Launcher over himself so that he could let it hang off him; then he'd have unholstered his Heavy Blaster Pistol again and held it at the ready. "Lot of resistance on the top floor I'd imagine. You ready?"...dumb question, Ordan was certain Hacker was prepared, they only had moments before the elevator came to a stop and the doors slid open. Leveling his Heavy Blaster Pistol ahead Ordan would respond by squeezing the trigger and firing a blaster bolt right into the head of the first droid he saw on the other side. After that the real fireworks started to happen...​

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[member="Hacker"]​

 

[Seris Vant]

[member="Maya Whitelight"]

"Lets go troops"! Cypher rushed out after Maya, pistols and rifles blazing bolts of hot plasmids to their mechanical menace. Time itself acted as if it slowed, Cypher's movements felt precise; almost as if his body knew what to do and his mind just observed as he bobbed and weaved through the fire. Droids sparked and fell to never rise again. Before he caught up to reality he'd arrived at the end of the hallway. A pause held his words, craning round his neck to look back down the hall to [member="Rasho the Hutt"]. "Beautiful work everyone, especially you Forcer. I should hire you for a more permanent position". Cypher re-holstered his guns and drew out his reserves. "Now lets get these doors open and finish this for good".

 

[Ashin Varanin]

[member="Cypher"]

"That's Lord Forcer to you," Rasho growled. Lightning skirled around his left hand as his right kept the sabrestaff up, defensively. Lightning bolts snapped from his hand at targets of opportunity.

 

[Seris Vant]

[member="Rasho the Hutt"] [member="Maya Whitelight"]

"Well now I was talking to my lovely female Forcer now Rasho the ohh so powerful. But of course when you... grace us with your presence we much appriciate and such you being here". Cypher twirled his pistols. "Now lets leave the praises for latter and get on with it".

 

[Ashin Varanin]

[member="Cypher"]

A slobbering snort fortold Rasho's ensuing blast of lightning. "I shall grace you a little longer, then."

He surged ahead in a trail of slime, and leaped, immense footpad muscle aided by Force acrobatics. He slammed into a high, inaccessible enemy perch, lightstaff whirling around him.

 

[Maya Carrick]

Giving Cypher a flash, as she breathed heavy after all she wasn't that skill with the force young she was pointed out beautify. Oh do you pay well, Mister... Standing up sharply as one pointed out about the big door. Looking back at the fact that is seem words where being exchanged. Shaking her own head, as she didn't then it came to her. Letting the force once guild her fingers flinging two of the small throwing knifes at the both side. If you two are done sweet talking to each other, I think cover is need, in 5 sec. As she had throw those knifes she let herself click the top that would give them five second. Jumping into the back of the Hutt. @Cypher[member="Rasho the Hutt"][member="Rasho the Hutt"]

 

[Seris Vant]

[member="Maya Whitelight"] [member="Rasho the Hutt"]

"Excellent then Rasho". The Hutt flew up like a giant maid turned on a vacuum cleaner. His mouth was agape something so large could even leave the ground by an inch; let alone clear the equivalent of a two story building. Damn Forcies, you scary. Flying Hutts being distracting and all his attention wasn't on the explosives Maya had thrown at the door to break it open. Luckily for the Underlord one of his men was on the ball. Yanked back by his belts to safety his guard put his armored shell between him and the explosion, small though it was, Cypher could have been injured quite badly. A moment was taken to recover from his unintended movement, followed by a thank-you to the man. "Yes let us waste no more time. We end this now".

Suspicions bore fruit as behind the door was a winding stairwell, more a ramp leading downwards into the bowls of the palace. Cypher lead his men down to the bottom, which took several minutes to reach. A grand blast door held the view this tunnel provided, open for them to waltz in. Well, open because the Hutt Warlord was heading down here, thus it awaited them. Cautiously they passed the door, fanning outwards to look for threats. This bunker was rather dim; like the rest of this structure, all suited to its masters preferences. They weren't alone down here either. The last line of defense awaited them in the shadows. Only the red optics betrayed them as they stepped round from the pillars which held up everything above. The deadly IG-100 Magnaguards, three of them in total. The guard of the fearsome Confederate general of old General Grievous. Capable of killing even Jedi Masters. Though these facts were not known to the Underlord, but they looked deadly enough despite their age. Electrostaves buzzed in a purple hue. "Destroy them"! Cypher opened fire first and the droids split up to run parallel tot he shooting. The last battle for the palace and really the world was underway.