Home on the range (Mandalorian Dominion of Dantooine)

[Julius Sedaire]

Location: Dantooine
Allies: [member="Kal Izka"] | [member="Naimes Ahn-Dross"] | [member="Preliat Mantis"] | [member="Anastasia Rade"] | [member="Cennika Hawk"]
Unknown: [member="Anne Darkchild"]
Objective: Slay some pirates

Spinning down, Ijaat rammed the backspike into the pirates right hand holding the saber, depressing a button on the haft at the same time. There was a pop, fizzle and hiss and the air filled with the scent of ozone as the blastsword in the back-spike activated and shorted out the vibroblade just as it turned aside on the fluting of Ijaat's shoulder. He grinned ferally and spun the hammer around, mighty blows to both knees dropping the pirate down to the ground in screaming agony as he squared up and hit the man square in the axial vertebrae, his head detaching from his body with a sickening slurp as it and a bloody spine flew out and slapped down straight in front of his remaining compatriots.

 

[Cennika Hawk]

Hearing those words gave her some small gladness. She had only once killed for a reason that was not to sustain her body, in defense of another, and it had been the woman that had birthed her. Despite the justifications she could throw at that act performed some thirty years before, despite the gratefulness of her cousin, it had and did still feel wrong, and yet necessary.

Sometimes necessity won out, and that was why she was here at all. She crawled low, almost slithering like some legless being, remaining aware of the movements of the birds, and what would soon be the real quarry that they were here for.

[member="Naimes Ahn-Dross"]

 

[Preliat Mantis]

Preliat ran into the Terentatek, several hundred meters away from her. He stared at it for a while, blinking as it roared, swiped it's claws, and charged at him. Preliat reached to his wrist, pointed the wrist rocket, and fired it, just as the beast came to eat him. The beast did not survive the missile, especially the part where it blew it's head off.


Preliat rolled his eyes, finding it a waste of time.


He went to go deal with the pirates, with his other Mandalorians.

 

[Anastasia Rade]

As she found more appearing at what seemed like the woodwork Ana pulled out one of her grenades in her back. Tossing it towards the charging pirates she turned away for a moment as she heard an explosion!

Pirates, grass and even tree branches went everywhere as she continued going toe to toe with one of the pirates.

 

[Julius Sedaire]

Location: Dantooine
Allies: [member="Kal Izka"] | [member="Naimes Ahn-Dross"] | [member="Preliat Mantis"] | [member="Anastasia Rade"] | [member="Cennika Hawk"]
Unknown: [member="Anne Darkchild"]
Objective: Slay some pirates

Charging, Ijaat managed to catch the head as it flew, and swinging the hammer would explode it in mid air as he whooped and swung his weapon again, nailing one man directly in the groin and sending him flying into the air and then as he flew into the air he stood, raised the hammer up like a ball bat and swung, connecting directly to the man's chest and caving it in with a spray of blood and rib particles, the man screaming and clutching at his chest before dieing. Here was where he excelled and belonged- whole sale slaughter on the battle field.

 

[Naimes Ahn-Dross]

...crawling ahead Naimes would pause, checking over his shoulder once to ensure that Cennika was still behind him. Outstretching one hand he motioned for her to halt sensing that eyes may have come in their direction. Waiting quietly he'd have taken slow breaths once again until that sensation passed, it was hard to describe like the hairs on the back of his neck stood on end, then he crawled forward once more and motioned for Cennika to do likewise. Just a little bit closer...​

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[member="Cennika Hawk"]

 

[Julius Sedaire]

Location: Dantooine
Allies: [member="Kal Izka"] | [member="Naimes Ahn-Dross"] | [member="Preliat Mantis"] | [member="Anastasia Rade"] | [member="Cennika Hawk"]
Unknown: [member="Anne Darkchild"]
Objective: Slay some pirates

Turning again, Ijaat brought out his shotgun as his hammer thudded to the ground. Cocking back both hammers, the device began to whine like a dog for a bone and he began unloading as pirates swarmed him, screaming incoherently and waving crude weapons. They were not prepared for a beskar clad death storm like Ijaat had become, and the ear-splitting boom of his haymaker rang out again and again as he turned pirates into mush.

 

[Preliat Mantis]

Preliat ran towards the pirate encampment, employed a brutal takedown manuever on a sentry, jumping up and wrapping his legs around the man's neck, rotating his hips in the air, and cracking his neck in a fell swoop. The sentry fell forward, dead.



Preliat began to move into the camp.

 

[Anastasia Rade]

It became rather clear that the man she was fighting was the pirate King or captain whichever one you preferred.

"Stop now and I'll spare you," she grinned at him still pushing back with her weapon.

 

[Julius Sedaire]

Location: Dantooine
Allies: [member="Kal Izka"] | [member="Naimes Ahn-Dross"] | [member="Preliat Mantis"] | [member="Anastasia Rade"] | [member="Cennika Hawk"]
Unknown: [member="Anne Darkchild"]
Objective: Slay some pirates

Turning again, Ijaat dropped the over heated shotgun and began swinging with his crushgauntleted hands. He caught blades in them and snapped them, caught blasters and watched the faces of frantic men as the ionite in his hands caused the weapons to short out. He headbutted one man, making his neck snap and loll back like a perverse doll from some demented child's toy company. And again he began to dance and move, spinning, punching, even a few toe spike aided kicks. He was surrounded, and he was loving it.

 

[Preliat Mantis]

The pirates looked upwards, as a screaming, howling madman stood on the ridge overlooking them. That madman descended on them, slaying those in his path with brutal efficiency. The untrained, unorthodox pirates were no match for his ruthless precision. With [member="Ijaat Akun"] cutting them down, and the Wolf hunting, the pirates began to grow few in number, and grow in fear.


"You should have never come here. You will never leave this place."

 

[Anija Betna]

Anija's eyes fell down to the horizon, and she crossed her arms. She began to think, ponder on the many things that had been weighing on her mind for the past few days. Not just disappearance of millions of people, but the weariness that her people, the threat of the Sith, and all the confusing, awful things that had occurred in such a short time frame. But there were some happy things she thought about, whilst enjoying a solitary, tranquil moment to herself. Verz returning. Peace coming. Notable Sith being killed. Things that made her feel just slightly- if only by a miniscule amount, better.

 

[Julius Sedaire]

Location: Dantooine
Allies: [member="Kal Izka"] | [member="Naimes Ahn-Dross"] | [member="Preliat Mantis"] | [member="Anastasia Rade"] | [member="Cennika Hawk"]
Unknown: [member="Anne Darkchild"]
Objective: Slay some pirates

Turning, Ijaat panted, his hands slicked with bits of flesh, blood, and grey matter. He saw few pirates in his immeiate area, and one was trying to pick up his hammer. Oddly enough, Ijaat took his helmet off, gripping it by the visor, and swung it like a bear swatting out a paw and downed the man with ease and kicked a toe spike in his throat to open his carotid, slipping his helmet to his belt as he bent to pick up his hammer and gun, checking them and stowing them.

Sadly, such fun never lasted long, but he began to seek out the nearest mark on his HUD and see if anyone else needed help.

 

[Not Ordo]

Kal'izka took a large wrench and broke the seal on the pipe and in the process getting sprayed with sewage water. He opened the pipe further and let it drain into a large 10 gallon bucket he had brought then pulled out the clog, it was a lightsaber, someone had stuffed a lightsaber into the refresher.

"Kids these days." Kal said as he set the saber down and opened a warm bitter black beer. He took a long drink and began returning the pipe to its position.

 

[Werdla Dardalab]

La was in fact currently working for the pirates in question. She'd just been working new ways to hide rations in her armour for when she went back to the Drea's Revenge, which was currently in the shop since that bloody maniac Tiktok had taken out their fifth mechanic. The Captain was drinking himself silly somewhere, so La had taken this gig. She wasn't entirely certain why these folks thought Dantooians would have significant money available to pay for protection but whatever. There were far. Farms meant vegetables.

Vegetables Tiktok had never touched.

So she'd come. Hearing an ungodly racket she looked down the ships open ramp to see someone in Mandalorian armour scrapping with the pirates. Huh. Were the Mandos fighting on Dantooine now or did this lady just have a grudge? She quickly sent a query back to Mando Homebase (totally not a made up thing) she got a rather angry holomessage back from some Preliat guy about how any Mando not helping on Dantooine was so much strill food.

All righty then!

All the had to do was ask. No reason to get so titchy about it..

Stepping down the ramp she pulled one of her WESTAR 35's out and shot the Captain point blank in the head.

"Oya."

She commented cheerfully. He'd been a shit Captain anyway, not nearly as good as [member="Serg Leone"]

"Vod."

She nodded at [member="Anastasia Rade"] with a grin.

 

[Tefka]

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