How to Win Friends and Influence People

[Genu Kudd]

Location: The bank
Objective: survive until I get outside
Allies: Ravens
Enemies: Not Ravens

Genu ducked and frowned, the droid resistance was heavier than expected and they were trapped inside of the building. He could hear muffled explosions outside and hopped that he would make it in time to be helpful, of not then he was carriage a huge bomb on his back for no reason. He leaned around one of the corners and saw that the droids were spread out along the entire room, not allowing for a flanking move. They would have to do this the hard way.

He sighed and dropped the bombs behind him, grabbing for the hilt of his sword as he did. Times like this I wish I had a lightsaber, he thought as he pulled the vibrosword out of it's sheath and toggled it on. The slight hum of the blade and the vibration in his hand were familiar to him. He moved forward and began taking well aimed shots at the security droids. He was hoping that there would be an opening for him to get closer to them, if he could get within sword range, he could end this fight quickly and get back to the task at hand.

He turned to [member="Patricia Susan Garter"] and waived his hand at her armored form, hoping that she would notice him, " Boss, If you keep them busy, I may be able to flank them" He yelled over the noise of the blasters around him. He dropped to the floor just in time to miss havign his head taken off by a blaster bolt aimed his way, one of the droids had noticed him and he had made himself a target now. He shook his head and looked down at his sword, I kriffing need a lightsaber if I'm going to do this kind of drek.

[member="Foebacca"] [member="Chiasa Kritivaas"] [member="Zenva Vrotoa"]

 

[ZeedusFrostBlood]

A.D.A.M did not stop shooting to asnwer the question, merely continued and attempted to not shooting sentient life, if they had a gun however, they would be mowed down by blaster fire. "A Holonet article once relayed that by giving a body a number, it no longer becomes a body, just a number.. And numbers in mass do not mean a lot of dead bodies.. I'm keeping this record." The Droid continued to press the attack, making his way towards Cadan who appeared to be having a hard time.

A.D.A.M would be in eyesight of his comrade, should he be looking. The tall, thin droid looked more like a torrent of laser fire than much else. Holes riddled the cloak he wore to conceal his other arm, and as a squad of droids stepped up, a Plasma Grenade rolls onto the ground just beneath them, thrown from the hidden arm. A.D.A.M took enough cover for shrapnel to not hit him before pressing on.

[member="Cadan Tazi"] [member="VV7-0QZ"]

 

[Kelictu Moreantu]

"huh...ok then...Five, Six, Seven, Eight..." VV7-Q0Z would continue to assist A.D.A.M, counting every droid he shot down, as he followed A.D.A.M as well. At some point, some shrapnel lands into his shoulder, and his neck, but not too bad of damages to stop VV7-Q0Z from continuing the fight. "Hey, this counting thing is fun! Nine, Ten, Eleven, Twelve- oh, I'm VV7-Q0Z, or Michael by the way- Thirteen, Fourteen, Fifteen, Sixteen..."[member="A.D.A.M."] [member="Cadan Tazi"]

 

[Davik Tren]

Location: The Bank
Objective: Continue the assault with a head.
Allies: Ravens
Enemies: Fething Droids.


Davik had been running to keep up with the assault troops that the Ravens had been flooding the building with since the first dropship had arrived. It appeared as though their excursion into this bank had not gone unnoticed and he found himself pressed against a solid slab of stone as laser fire ringed throughout the room. The overall light show was simply stunning but this was not the time to be awe inspired. The young spacer managed to peak above his cover during the fighting and saw the karking droids that were throwing so much plasma their way, which did not entertain him in the slightest.

Fraking droids... Well this is going to be a slog!

He hated droids. Droids never ran. Davik soon found the will to fire back at the automated aggressors and soon let loose a few bursts from his rifle at the multiple droids, but he was greeted in return with two blaster bolts to his position. The second nearly blinded him, but luckily it dug into the stone just in front of his face. This was not what he was expecting, but he repeated this process several times, and only hoped some heavier fire might end the resistance.

[member="Genu Kudd"] [member="Chiasa Kritivaas"]

 

[Chiasa Kritivaas]

"Saving puppies man, I told you."

"Ha. Yes."

Internally the Twi'lek was vexed. Just once. Just once could that damned woman not throw a wrench in plans. In theory Chiasa was not pro senseless massacre, but this wasn't. Regardless of how it appeared. Somewhere there had to be a line. Not everything was hers. Not everyone was her responsibility. If the deaths of some of the faceless masses, the non-entities bought the life of those who were hers she'd burn the whole damned galaxy. Puppies and all.

Still, it wasn't unsalvageable. She gave the comms and reports another look over as she replied to [member="Erud'ryz'ladre"].

"Defensive duty. The Reserve Patricia and her team is at will have Tugs closing in on it within the next ten minutes. They have no shields or armaments, if anyone reacts quick enough to go after them they're going to need help. Your ship's quick in atmo, it'll be well suited."

Rearranged. Fair enough. Many of the Ravens didn't want to talk about what Cryax had done. Thinking of it made her both angry, the slow ice cold anger that could wait and build pressure, and tired.

This done she switched to the frequency she'd spoken with [member="Flannigan Mcnash"] over earlier.

"Flannigan, your Jackals work well. And quickly. Belay the order from Patricia. I don't care about loss of life to anyone other than us on this mission. That said I'm tracking the bulk of the army heading your way. I suggest pulling out. Maybe pop out of atmo for a bit, make them think it was a hit and run. I'll soon have them heading in another direction but until then.. It's about to get hot. Like I said, I want you and your boys in one piece, I have other things planned."

Comm off again.

"We're here."

"Speech still going on?"

"Yes, they've ramped up security though, probably because of all the chaos we're causing. Place is crawling."

"Do a flyby. I'll go out the ramp while we're in the air. Drop in, bypass security."

"That's.. really risky."

"It is. But they don't seem to be thinking in three dimensions. Any other way is going to be a firefight. This is neat and clean."

"And when it's time to extract you?"

"We'll work that out when we get there. I have my comm unit."

"Chiasa.."

"Open the ramp Hen."

"Come back safe, I'll buy you a fixer when we visit our Fair Lady."

"You know my hand's always a winner. We'll get a twenty."

"Better'n flipping coins I guess."

The exchange seemed to have settled him. He was focused again in any case. The Shuttle started taking blaster fire, not enough to cause any damage. No big guns apparently. But then, it was a political rally. Some flunky who served just under the Queen. Big enough that the news crews were all there and the planet would be forced to take note and react. Not big enough that Chiasa cared beyond the fact that he was currently useful.

"Ramp opening in
3
2
1."

Don't think.​

Act.​

Chiasa moved. Legs pumping before her eyes had even registered anything. A Little Birdy flew out with her. She leapt off the edge of the still descending ramp. A moment, it felt like forever, she hung in the air, before gravity asserted itself, pulling her down. Bend knees. Absorb kinetic force. Up and move immediately, before blasters that were already rising in the hands of security could be trained on her.

In an instant the Twilek was up, darting forward. One arm wrapping around the neck of the impeccably dressed politician. The other hand came up, Outlaw pointing at his head. She grinned, knowing it was being caught on camera.

"Hello my loves."

[member="Darth Ferus"]

 

[Break]

Break heard [member="Patricia Susan Garter"] bellowing her orders into the Comm. While he had no sympathy for life he did know the affect of death on the weak of heart... for now he would stick to the shadows he blade drawn and ready to fight.
[member="VV7-0QZ"]

 

[Miss Blonde]

Location: Planetary reserve
Objective: Remove Security
Allies: [member="Chiasa Kritivaas"] [member="Genu Kudd"] [member="Jarven Zexxel"] [member="VV7-0QZ"] [member="Davik Tren"] [member="Flannigan Mcnash"] [member="Zenva Vrotoa"] [member="Lurcano Car'dann"] [member="Foebacca"] [member="Break"] @A.D.A.M
Enemy: Darth Ferus

Okay so this wasn't good, the pirates were out there and attacking she was still in here with the droids, if she was going to help the citizens she was going to have to make sure the droids were protected. Patricia was not going to let these innocent people die for Chiasa's flawed logic and sociopathic tendencies. But that would have to wait until this firefight was over. Looking up her body guard Genu was getting ready to stop the droids advancing on the left flank.

They were on the top floor of the planetary reserve, the room they were in was a rectangular shape with lifts of each side. In the center of the room where the floor should have been there was only a large rectangle sized drop that spanned nearly the entire length of the room with a marble safety wall that was waist high lead around it. If one were to look down it they could see about ten floors worth of the same design until they reached the bottom floor. It was a rather fancy design and the bank itself was large enough to accommodate such a foundation. This was good though, it made it easier to lift if there was less of the building. On each side of the marble wall a good ten droids were marching their way shooting blaster rifles and doing their best to kill them. Looking to her bodyguard she had to cover the man and make sure he closed in with the droids to take them down.

"Covering!! Move Genu!!" Patricia shouted as she popped up from her cover.

Opening fire in three round bursts her and the other mercenaries, a few of which were hit by blaster fire and killed, began to pour fire at the droids. The droids in response began to back up slightly as a good four of them went down from the covering fire. A couple of them ducked behind the left and right marble safety walls leaving one or two standing to return fire. Genu was free to move for a few moments

 

[Aithne Charr]

[member="Chiasa Kritivaas"]

Location: Next to Chiasa

Solan stood with his cloak waving around him and his illusions up as he stared out at anyone coming too close to the leader of the Ravens. His hands and face was that of a skeletons, ivory white and eyeless, skinless, and without a drop of blood left to the. Of course this was all an illusion but it was something that Solan did to keep himself less known to the public world as a ally to the Ravens. He was there to help them for two reasons, both of which he told no one and would never tell anyone with the exception of two or three he trusts completely and without hesitation.

He stared over at the president again and then at anyone nearby once more before his hands tightened around the shaft of the scythe as he leaned against it. Anyone that got too close would but gutted if he had too but only as soon as he was sure that he would need to act.

 

[Break]

Location: Planetary reserve
Objective: Remove Security
Allies: [member="Chiasa Kritivaas"] [member="Genu Kudd"] [member="Jarven Zexxel"] [member="VV7-0QZ"] [member="Davik Tren"] [member="Flannigan Mcnash"] [member="Zenva Vrotoa"] [member="Lurcano Car'dann"] [member="Foebacca"] @A.D.A.M
Enemy: anything that isn't a Jackal or red raven

Break was ready from behind enemy lines he had snuck into the mass of Droids barring [member="Patricia Susan Garter"] and her men. He slashed the vibro-katana furiously blaster fire being absorbed by his armor powering his advance of dancing blades.
Patricia was losing men fast and that wasn't good. That's when he was hit by a stray shot of the men he was helping. Not that it was their fault, he was after all surrounded by the Droids. He moved back drawing a few of them away from the current firefight. A bold move and one Break didn't like. The Droids began to corner the HRD. He moved as fast as he could his blade was becoming more and more hot as he slashed it wasn't meant to take the force and speed he was swinging it. With a final slash he chopped a Droid down the middle as the blade gave a high pitched screech right before blowing up in Break ' s hand. Completely blowing off the synthetic skin on his left hand paralyzing it and even cracking the Zodiac helmet. His chest plate was damaged but his body itself was safe. He was pushing his limits here. "Hey lady! Send some help this way." He yelled into the Comm. The Droids themselves were less trouble than his faulty equipment.
He grabbed his plasma canon with his good arm and began moving in by systematically frying their circuits with plasma.

 

[Flannigan Mcnash]

Character​

It wasn't unexpected per say, but it was troublesome he had directed his crew to cause havoc but not burn down the entire area, they were the type of people you point in a direction and that direction would no longer exist and the directions adjacent to it too. But he was the captain, he had a job but he didn't have to like it, being told to the oppsite by the very ones who had instructed him to bring this upon the place, it was their distraction after all. The blame would fall under their feet not his, would you blame the blaster or the man behind it.


"I hear you loud and clear flightless bird, we'll start our fall back." he'd chime back on the open com to [member="Patricia Susan Garter"] and [member="Chiasa Kritivaas"], his voice was cold as the metal he was made of, it was rough and not without human touches to the robotic overtone. "And hair has been harmed, but I'll call them off now. I was told collateral damage was on the table." He'd move about the wreckage to his ship, activating the com and call for retreat. "All Jackals fall back, if you ain't back soon you'll be left behind."

His metallic digits ran rings over the holocron, activating it with a flick of his wrist. His form was that of dura steel, the sharp geometric shapes that composed his figure gave him an almost statueque look, his mask was angular sharp and poised as to look down upon anyone with his increased height and arrogance. "If this is the military or police we have hostages." he crooned in reply to [member="Darth Ferus"], private com.

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[member="Darth Ferus"] [member="Patricia Susan Garter"] [member="Chiasa Kritivaas"] [member="VV7-0QZ"] [member="A.D.A.M."] [member="Zane Hara"] [member="Break"] [member="Orn'komad "][member="Paislee Armandé"] [member="Fiarr Zikri'tvo"] [member="Haaza Kutter"] [member="Thraxis"] [member="Cadan Tazi"]

 

[Genu Kudd]

Location: The bank
Objective: survive until I get outside
Allies: Ravens
Enemies: Not Ravens


Genu heard [member="Patricia Susan Garter"] yell for him to move and instantly he was in motion. He skirted the wall until he was right at the edge of the turn, he took a deep breath and shook his head, the hell am I thinking, his thoughts betrayed his actions as he focused and drew the force to him. He wasn't proficient with a lightsaber, but he was a terror with a sword in his hand. Using the force he rushed forward and cut down the first droid wit ha quick slash across it's neck to sever it's head. He spun quickly to his left and slashed downward, cutting another droid in two as he finished the turn.

The last droid in the open took a blaster bolt to the face from whoever it was that was covering him as he advanced. With the advance momentarily halted on the left side, he pushed forward towards the droids that had been smart enough to take cover. The fire from the right side was beginning to shift his was as he moved forward. He could feel the heat of blaster bolts passing him as he rushed forward. He rounded the corner of the marble wall sword first and one more droid was scrapped before any of the others reacted. He felt the bolt hit him in the arm before he knew ti had happened, his left hand dropped the pistol as he focused on taking out toe last two droids. One went down to a savage sword strike to it's torso and the last one was downed by accurate fire from the Raven's covering him.

He quickly ducked back behind the marble wall and looked at the wound on his forearm, It would take a bit of medical attention, but he was still in the fight, and that's what mattered. " Left side's clear!" He yelled back as soon as he had gotten a chance to breath. They now had the droids in a position to be flanked, he only hoped that whoever was running the show would notice it and react.

[member="Davik Tren"]

 

[Miss Blonde]

Location: Planetary reserve
Objective: Remove Security
Allies: [member="Chiasa Kritivaas"] [member="Genu Kudd"] [member="Jarven Zexxel"] [member="VV7-0QZ"] [member="Davik Tren"] [member="Flannigan Mcnash"] [member="Zenva Vrotoa"] [member="Lurcano Car'dann"] [member="Foebacca"] [member="Break"] @A.D.A.M
Enemy: Darth Ferus

Patricia watched and fired as [member="Break"] began clearing droids on the right side, and [member="Genu Kudd"] on the left. Both men dancing with their blades, sheering metal and wires under graceful and trained movements. It was beautiful to watch in a destructive way, like watching a bear fend off a pack of wolves. But she had other things to do than simply watch the two shred gearheads with blades, she had to keep fighting. Patricia looked to her assistant Genu and saw him finish off the left flank, he had been hit but he was going to be ok. As for the jackal he needed a bit of help dealing with the droids, part of Patricia wanted to let him die. To simply turn their rifles on the man and kill them all for the deaths of the civilians, but this man didn't kill the civilians, he had been helping them. And for that he deserved life.

Patricia shifted right and she and her men opened fired on the droids advancing on break, one by one in a shower of sparks and burnt metal the droids fell and soon silence fell over them. Patricia let out a sharp breath and pulled out a burning hot energy cell on her rifle, slapping in a new one the blaster hummed and reactivated. She then proceeded to look down at the ground floor, to which she was greeted by a blaster shot whizzing by her face.

"Kark!" she said as she ducked backwards.

"I saw ten down there, maybe more in other areas. They'll be waiting for us at the lifts. So we have to move down from here. Full on assault and press the attack." Patricia began to put her rifle on her back and pull out her Czerka machine pistol loaded with slugs.

Snapping her fingers she had around twenty men of the thirty who came left with her, it would have to do. Moving over to the sides Patricia looked to Genu and gave him her Rifle with her other hand she grabbed a repelling device by her side.

"Genu, we are going to split into two teams. Team one is going to repel down and set up a perimeter. Team two is going to stay up here and cover team one as they repel. When team one is set team two will come down and join. You are leading team two so cover me. You want to move up then consider this a field promotion, don't let me down." Patricia said to her assistant and had her team form up on the sides latching on their repelling devices.

[color]"Jackal! You're with me!"[/color] Patricia said to [member="Break"] and was ready to repel. She then looked to Genu.

"On your command order your team to suppress, ready when you give the go." Patricia held her pistol tight and awaited the drop down.

 

[Break]

Break listened to her orders as he made a quick repair to his wrist and hands. It wouldn't have the crushing power it once had until he properly repaired it but it would have to do for now.

"As you wish lady raven."

Break readied a grappling device attached to his wrist.

"Ready for the drop?"

[member="Patricia Susan Garter"]

 

[ZeedusFrostBlood]

A.D.A.M. turned his head towards the sky at the message sent by his captain. "It's been a blast, but it's time to retreat." he spoke to his new-found companion, at that he began walking towards the edge of the city, back towards his Captain and the ship. His blaster became a blur as he continued fire, relieving the remaining reinforcements, the blasters were almost out of juice but he was still pumping. He called out.

"I'm leaving you now, Cyborg." His voice was cold and serious. He looked towards the person that had covered his trail. He turned and began running off at a great amount of speed, blaster still in hand as he took out four more droids with the single blaster, a few stray bolts struck his Durasteel armor leaving scorch marks, but otherwise he seemed untouchable.

The Droid holstered his blaster and turned about, dropping to all fores, it moved quickly and with such an amount of speed it could have been compared to a lesser-powered speeder, it jumps and clamped onto a building with it's Phink claws before pushing off it, leaving a dent from where the weight had pushed off, and much like a spider he made his way out. When he rounded near the bank he turned on his Personal Cloaking Device and continued along his way.

Zig-zagging through waves of enemies and flying through the air without a surprising amount of hindrance. The boosters on it's leg would eventually turn on to relieve impact and increase fly distance. It wouldn't be much more than a few minutes before he reached his captain.

[Member="VV7-0QZ"]

 

[Genu Kudd]

Location: The Bank
Objective: secure the bank
Allies: Ravens
Enemies: Not Ravens

Genu stood up as the fighting died down, he checked his arm carefully, and was glad to see it wasn't anything to worry about. He had gotten worse injuries on his time as a gang member back when he was a kid. He looked up and smiled as the rest of the strike team advanced. He watched as [member="Patricia Susan Garter"] looked over the side of the wall and then jump back, blaster bolts flying wildly into the air where she was just momenta ago.

he took the rifle that she offered to him and, even though he saw her change out the power cell, he checked it to make sure it was new and fully changed, " Boss, don't you think I should lead the team down to the bottom? You can sit up here and coordinate with everyone while we clear the ground floor." He already knew the answer he would get from her, but he asked anyway, it was his job after all. She would be more than capable of handling anything that might happen down there, she was a trained field agent after all.

He looked around at the remaining Ravens and braced himself against the small wall, there would have to be a quick violence of action for this to work properly. His team would need to overwhelm the ground droids with fire so that they would be too busy trying to take cover to fire on the second team repelling down the middle of the building.

" No worries boss, we might just take them out before you can even join the party." He replied. This entire situation was insane, and he was already making a lost of things he needed to get so that he was better prepared for the next time the Raven's flew into trouble.

[member="Break"] [member="Davik Tren"]

 

[Miss Blonde]

Location: Planetary reserve
Objective: Remove Security
Allies: [member="Chiasa Kritivaas"] [member="Genu Kudd"] [member="Jarven Zexxel"] [member="VV7-0QZ"] [member="Davik Tren"] [member="Flannigan Mcnash"] [member="Zenva Vrotoa"] [member="Lurcano Car'dann"] [member="Foebacca"] [member="Break"] @A.D.A.M
Enemy: [member="Darth Ferus"]

Patricia smiled under her helmet at the kid and realized he was just doing his job, but so was she. She had to get down there and secure that position and now. There wasn't any time for crap like arguing over who should go first, the pirates were pulling back and more than likely once the military had them under control they were next on the list with all the alarms this place was probably putting out. So Patricia shook her head and spoke.

"No time, we have to go now. Trust me, I got this." Patricia said then smiled a fierce little wolfish grin underneath her helmet.

"Now on your mark we go, end of story. Patricia readied her grappling device for her assistant to make the call.

"Ready" she said prepared for the man to make the call for his squad to suppress the droids.

Patricia worked the slide back on her pistol and chambered a shock slug, this weapon had been with her for a while now and she was glad to have it's familiar weight back in her hand again. All they needed to do now was go down there so they could get reacquainted over a bullet to a droid's face.

 

[Davik Tren]

Location: The Bank
Objective: Secure the area
Allies: Ravens
Enemies: Bank Security

Davik let a few more shots fly loose as the firing died down and then pressed his back against the cold duracrete of the slab. He could hear a few moans and coughs from the wounded that lay on the side of the Ravens as well as the short sparking noise that came from the steel corpses of the droids that had put up such futile resistance. Slowly, he stood and walked backed towards the other assault troops who were rallying behind [member="Patricia Susan Garter"] and dusted off one of his shoulder pads.


When did I decide to become a fething soldier...

He wasn't of course. He knew this was not his normal line of work, but it sure beat drowning in a cantina at any rate. The young spacer removed one of his gloves and rubbed a few bits of duracrete which had stuck to his face during the firefight and then dawned the gauntlet once more and prepared to move out further throughout the bank.

[member="Genu Kudd"] [member="Patricia Susan Garter"]

 

[Break]

Location: Planetary reserve
Objective: Remove Security
Allies: [member="Chiasa Kritivaas"] [member="Genu Kudd"] [member="Jarven Zexxel"] [member="VV7-0QZ"] [member="Davik Tren"] [member="Flannigan Mcnash"] [member="Zenva Vrotoa"] [member="Lurcano Car'dann"] @Foebacca @Break @A.D.A.M


"Drop."

The high tensile strength rope extended as Break repelled down the wall swiftly and surely he leaped from stop to stop gaining speed at a professional rate.

"My lady raven, I never got your name. "

Break said into the comm. He knew how the chaos outside the walls had affected her and he felt as if trying to ease her nerves might actually work.

 

[Kelictu Moreantu]

Location: Courtyard
Objective:Find someone that isn't gonna try to kill him
Allies: Jackals, Red Ravens, Opposing security (to a degree)
Enemies: Anyone who shoots at him

VV7-Q0Z keeps accidentally getting into other people's communique, intercepting messages from both the Ravens, the Jackals,and the other side, though It's mainly just been failed attempt after failed attempt to stop both sides from taking down command positions. At some point, he picks up the comment [member="Break"] made to [member="Patricia Susan Garter"] about her never giving him her name. "Listen to me man, I've met her before...she's got a few kids and a HUSBAND, one [member="Jarven Zexxel"] by name;And he is on the ground at the moment. So this may be just simple chat in your head, but don't push it...cause then you're gonna have one hell of a bad day."

He'd actually pick something up from the opposing side that sounds important for once, finally "Miss Garter, you've got reinforcement coming your way, with heavy power security droids and...Droidekas? Weird...but with the Droidekas, if they aren't just a random threat with no weight, I suggest grenades first to deal with the shield, then take them out with some natural blaster fire."

[member="Davik Tren"] [member="A.D.A.M."] [member="Flannigan Mcnash"] [member="Solan Charr"] [member="Chiasa Kritivaas"] [member="Genu Kudd"]

 

[Jarven Zexxel]

Location: Above the Bank
Objective: Null the droid threat
Allies: Ravens
Enemy: That One Sith Assassin Dude

"Pilot, hold position over the bank!" yelled Jarven to the ship's pilot. He was working hard on trying to gain wireless access to security droid control. The only things on this transport shuttle was Jarven and his speeder. His fingers flashed over the keyboard attached to the electronics suite. It wasn't originally intended for offensive measures, but Jarven figured out how to work the system. He had gained access to the main governmental systems in the bank. However, Droid Maintenance and Droid Control were somewhat separated in that regard. They were more private even though they worked for the government. You couldn't just have a citizen try to access public records and find the schematics and coding for the security droids.

He traced the droids' signal device to it's origin point. It was the kind that would send out a single message to all droids and then let their own programming handle the rest. With the help of Blue Phoenix and finding a less secure secondary account in Droid Maintenance, he was opening up files that contained the intricate details of the security droids. Jarven could hear the chaos unfolding over the comm and the danger his wife was in spurred him on to get this done faster. That and he was now getting a readout of the bank. There were many red dots on the holo display. A lot of them were droids who were coming out of dormant mode or who were about to come out. He counted 35 total and they were all making their way to the Red Ravens "Oh, hell no..."

He quickly opened file after file, finally making his way into the Auto Targeting protocols. He immediately noticed that their auto targeting was linked in with their weapon positioning. Such a thing made coding and maintenance easier, but Jarven would exploit that. He soon started adding his own coding to the protocol list. He added a continual positive X and left horizontal drag on the Auto Targeting protocol. For someone who has ever played video games, they would understand that this is equal to their joystick getting stuck in a certain position and not being able to stop turning around in circles and pointing their reticule up in the air. He finished and saved the new protocol. He then activated and sent out a Class 1 emergency update signal to all of the droids on the bank grounds.

He noted that the blue dots, which represented Red Raven signals, were suddenly dropping vertically...right onto the floor which droids were starting to converge on. When the signal had been sent out, all of the droids had stopped and processed the new data. One group of droids had just been about to access the door that would put the Ravens in range when they stopped and accepted the new programming. When all the droids in the bank started moving again, they continued walked forward towards their destination...but this time their torsos were slowly spinning counter-clockwise around and around; much like a top on their lower body. Their arms, weapons, and eyes were aimed up at the ceiling. Mission accomplished.

Jarven slumped back in his seat, sweat beading his forehead. He commed his wife, [member="Patricia Susan Garter"]. "Red Dress...Honey...Please tell me your okay...."

[member="Break"] [member="Davik Tren"] [member="Genu Kudd"] [member="VV7-0QZ"]