Invasion I'm On A Boat [OS-Republic Invasion of Manaan]

[Xilo Gale]

Location: Kolto Facility
Objective 2: Provide cover Have some fun with the jedi
Allies: [member="Lisa Ticon"] [member="Darth Nephthys"] [member="Vaermina"] [member="Darth Elecebra"]
Enemies: [member="Varus Shatterstar"] Jedi/Republic

Using the first shots to gauge just how skilled the jedi was and how outmatched Xilo was he wasn't to surprised to see each shot blocked and deflected into the ground steam still coming from them and glowing red. Though the jedi had also seemed to catch on to what Xilo was doing and switched off his own saber. The room pitch black it no longer mattered about the jedi knowing where the shots were coming from. So he stood there silent listening though walking incredibly slowly. Switching out his regular blaster pistol for his Sonic pistol Xilo crept around the room.

Though as he heard the glass on the ground from when he had shot the security guards vibrating he looked in that direction. Firing in the same direction Xilo shot off four sonic rounds. One for each direction that the jedi could go. Being met by a wall of force Xilo felt pain radiate through his whole body as the impact sent him flying backwards though the air. Teeth grit in bane Xilo could feel his teeth shaking from how hard he'd been hit. The pain sunk deep into his bones, but it also pushed thew boy on eyes wide as the pain entered him he reached down grabbing two thud bugs and throwing them in the direction of the jedi. Soon after though he crashed into the wall with enough force that the wind was knocked out from him and he slid to the ground on his hands and knees coughing and trying to gulp in air.

 

[Invicta Zambrano]

Location: Ahto East, moving inward towards the center of the city.
Objective: Objective I

• Destroy the Hyper-Buoyancy Generations
• Eradicate any Republic / Jedi opposition
• Deal with [member="VlPER"]

Allies: One Sith

• Team V [East]: [member="Darth Vitium"] | [member="Darth Vornskr"] | [member="Ire'Rain Sekairo"] | [member="Khallesh"]
• Team R [West]: [member="Reverance"] | [member="Matsu Xiangu"] | [member="Logan of Little Coruscant"] | [member="Nick Gamastar"]
• Team H [North]: [member="Darth Helios"] | [member="Skorn Draclau"] | [member="Arkia Zinn"] | [member="Nulgath Zardai"]

Enemies: Republic

• [member="VlPER"] (Jedi are just so darn cute when they try to be witty!)
• [member="Kiskla Grayson"] (Do play nice with my husband, Grandmaster.)

Music: Metallica "For Whom The Bell Tolls"
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"I wear my darkness as you wear your light, Jedi...but I do thank you for the compliment." Invicta replied even as she sprung forward with her initial attack. It was meant to catch him off-guard, but he was clearly not so foolish as some of his brethren. A slightly more seasoned fighter, at the very least. That she could appreciate...it would have grieved her for the briefest moment to have cut him down so early in their duel.

He stepped back instead of engaging her, which was a bit of a disappointment. But the Force swelled and burst forth as he jumped up and flipped over her head, attempting to ruin the glorious hair day she was having.

That would not do at all.

Before his blades came anywhere near her precious crimson locks, one gleaming blade swept up in an arc as she turned, knocking his blades aside with a burst of vampiric strength. The darkness sang through her blood, watching, waiting...biding its time. Not yet, it whispered to her, noooottttt yeeettttt.

Instead, her second blade was brought down as she braced herself against his leg sweep, seeking to remove the offending limb at the knee. Invicta inhaled sharply as his foot impacted her armored boot, emerald eyes flaring with a sickening energy at the pain that race up her leg. Fangs elongated and pleasure whipped out across her senses even as a hiss emanated past crimson stained lips. His words didn't bear thinking of in such a glorious moment.

"Now we're getting somewhere. Would you at least grant me your name?" the Empress asked, head canted to the side as she stepped back slowly with a sway of hips and a swirl of crimson curls, swords held firmly in hand. Even as she spoke, she reached out with her vampiric abilities, seeking to establish a connection and begin to leech his life energy away from him. A Jedi would no doubt taste deliciously decadent.

All that Light...and not a single calorie.

 

[Judas of Vahl]

Location: High Orbit, Manaan - Aboard the Phobos
Objective: Objective 3 - Eliminate the Republic fleet; command ship
Allies: [member="Darth Arcanix"], [member="Alicia Drey"], [member="Melakoth Tyrin"], [member="Sophie Gustav"], [member="Harley"], [member="James Maar"]
Foes: [member="Friedrich Stahlmann"], [member="Keanu Shan"], [member="Camellia Swift"], [member="Lira Dajenn"]

Spoiler

• Immortal (x1) - The Immortal
  Refer to Alicia Drey's posts.

[*]Dark Blade-class Dreadnoughts (x2) - Reignfall and Genjix

• No attack craft

[*]Skarr-Ro'ik Carrier Analogs (x2) - Phobos and Antimone

• Ten Fighter Squadrons, Coralskippers (120 fighters, 12 fighters per sqd. per vessel.)
• Twelve Gunships, Yorik-Vec (12 cruisers per vessel.) - Technically Assault Cruisers
• Twenty Four Droppods, Yorik-trema (24 droppods per vessel.)

[*]Razer-class Frigates (x5) - Wake, Tombstone, Arkania's Curse, Close Shave, and the Nekrosis

• One understrength Fighter Sqd (10 Fighters per sqd. per vessel)

[*]Shadow-class Recon Corvette (x1) - Peeping Tom

• No attack craft.

[*]Attack Craft Total:

• 410 - Fighters
• 36 - Bombers
• 36 - Gunships
• 60 - Dropships

Mordecai was fuming. The Yammosk had informed him mere seconds of the enemy's reinforcements before and entire battlegroup lurched out of hyperspace further away than usual. That in itself was testament to the power of the interdictor cruiser that they had brought along and it had at least given the Sith invasion fleet time to regroup and recover before the actual battle had started. Though he was angered by the chance arrival of even more forces, they had presented him with a worthy foe.

"Stand fast for my shuttle," he growled, pacing back to the command center, "You, give me a SitRep."

The warlord nodded. "Our fleet's breaking apart to engage various hostiles. Lack of trained, focus fire and our fighters are standing fast."

The Dragon Lord's eyes gleamed red with anger. "What!?" It took every inch of his will to restrain his hand from moving forward and lopping the officer's head off with one fell swoop.

"All commanders, get back in formation. Now. Once you leave the pack, you die. I don't want to spend my precious time after this battle tucking your smiling corpses into the ground because you got glory-hungry."

I swear. These commanders think they're the best things since the invention of the toilet.

Well, at least they're all full of [expletive].

The warlord didn't seem very fazed, though his eyes betrayed him. "Yes, sir. Orders have been relayed immediately."

"Patch me through to [member="Darth Arcanix"] and [member="Melakoth Tyrin"]."

The officer did so.

"You two," he started, "Destroy that Dorin-class. Focus fire on its weapons systems." It was a heavy picket raider and it would be detrimental to destroy it before an opening was seized and it wrecked havoc on the Razers.

The rest of the fleet would pull its formation together once again. The Immortal sat in the center, the Dark Blades flanked it, the carriers were seated behind the Dark Blades, and the Razers along with the recon corvette sat behind the Immortal.

Right. The command vessel.

"[member="Alicia Drey"], make sure your frontal arc is facing the reinforcements fleet. We'll give 'em a little surprise once they come into range."

Fleet Actions:

• Fleet regrouping and packing back into formation.
• Fighters standing by.
• Boarding craft assaulting the Adamant, low-moderate casualties due to escort Coralskippers.
• Reignfall and Genjix moving into position before unloading on the Cornet.
• Immortal ensuring frontal arc is facing reinforcement fleet.

 

[Taeli Raaf]

Location: The Genjix
Objective: Wipe out the Republic fleet, targeting the Dorin corvette
Allies: [member="Mordecai Zambrano"], [member="Alicia Drey"], [member="Melakoth Tyrin"], [member="Sophie Gustav"], [member="Harley"]
Enemies: [member="Friedrich Stahlmann"], [member="Camellia Swift"], [member="Keanu Shan"], [member="Lira Dajenn"]

"Acknowledged, Lord Zambrano, and apologies for the impulsive maneuver," Taeli replied promptly. "Fire control, lock onto the Warhammer Star Destroyer and fire everything."

"Yes, Lady Arcanix," the gunnery officer said.

Green flashes began firing from the long-range turbolasers, more than before as the gunnery crews had new life. Ion cannons began firing in an attempt to bring the Warhammer's shields down while the first missile salvo was also launched from the heavy torpedo launchers. Taeli watched impassively as the Warhammer came under assault, how much damage it would take until it would be destroyed was going to be hard to tell, but she was determined to wipe it out.

"Fire the hypervelocity cannon again, but keep our other guns firing" she snapped, the power dimming yet again as the cannon fired, but this time the turbolasers continued firing as well, but not nearly as much during the first barrage.

Summary
Unleashed turbolaser, ion, and torpedo fire upon the Warhammer Star Destroyer as ordered by Mordecai Zambrano
Fired a hypervelocity shot at the Warhammer Star Destroyer as well

 

[Darth Imperatus]

Location: One Sith Star Destroyer Reignfall
Objective: Destroy enemy Dorin class corvtette
Allies: Mordecai Zambrano, Alicia Drey, Sophie Gustav, Harley
Enemies: Friedrich Stahlmann, Camellia Swift, Keanu Shan, Lira Dajenn

Melakroth was furious. Not only had they failed to destroy even one ship of the tiny enemy defense fleet before their reinforcements arrived and failed to prevent those reinforcements from being called in by a tiny and fragile corvette that could easily have been wiped out, and even failed to destroy the single enemy fighter that had plunged into their ranks and somehow bested all their hordes and their myriad defensive guns, but now they were in the unenviable position of being caught between the hammer and the anvil of the Republic fleet. He knew now that the battle was at a turning point--either they made some immediate progress, or the balance of power would shift in the enemy's favor.

"Boost weapon power to maximum; cut power to engines and shields." he ordered. "Bring us about, charge the main cannon and prepare to fire on the Warhammer when it comes into range. Lock all facing batteries and prepare to open fire on my mark." He wanted to exploit his advantage in long range firepower to its maximum as soon as the enemy came into range.

"All long range batteries report ready, my lord. Power has been reallocated as you commanded." The lights of the vessel now dimmed as the hypervelocity cannon primed itself, ready to fire. "Firing arcs have been adjusted. Cannon is firing." [SIZE=13.63636302948px]The hypervelocity cannon roared into action, sending another blast of metal slugs racing through space towards their target. [/SIZE]

"Open fire. " Melkaroth's command was calm and yet full of steely conviction.

Summary:

Fired Hypervelocity cannon on Warhammer class
Drained Engine power to 0% and Shield Power to 50%, Increased Weapon power to about 175%
Fired all long range batteries on enemy Warhammer class

 

[VlPER]

Location: Ahto City - East
Objective: Hold the Line
Allies: Republic - [member="Kiskla Grayson"]
Enemies: [member="Invicta Zambrano"] (Love you too darlin' )

A satisfied feeling filled him briefly as he felt his boot connect with her leg. The feeling was fleeting though as he noted the singed clothing next to his leg. "Hmph, might have to speed up just a little." He thought quickly to himself. Viper then raised an eyebrow as she inquired about his name. "Oh how careless of me. My apologies." He said with a smirk. "The name's Viper. And yours?" He imagined her next comment would be something to the effect of now knowing what to write on his tombstone when she was done or some such. Hopefully she was more original than that though, he again thought to himself.

As he waited for her next move, a sickening feeling began to fall over him. It only took a moment to realize what she was doing. His earlier smirk had turned slightly to an expression resembling more annoyance than anything else. While Viper began to bar his teeth at her as he attempted to resist her attack, green veins of electricity began to appear and course across the surface of his hands and slowly spreading across his forearms. It was only a feint for the moment. Something to break her concentration on her current attack which was only marginally beginning to drain away his life. Still even a little was too much. And while he was certain to have gotten her attention with the less than common display for a Jedi, he reached out with the force and lifted up his outer robe which still lay on the floor, now behind her.

Quickly, he attempted a fast series of moves. The first being to hopefully get his robe over her head. Even a seasoned force user would have difficulty switching so quickly from their normal senses to force sight...if they possessed that ability at all. While she would be dealing with the robe, the veins of electric judgment would instantly subside as he sent out a strong force push in her direction. Depending on if his push was successful or not, he'd either close the gap with a run or a force jump, immediately thrusting one saber toward her chest while attempting to bring the other down on her head once more.

 

[RC 212]

Location: In the same room as Darth Praelior
Objective: 2
Allies:[member="Darth Praelior"]
Enemies: Pubs, come at me bro!

Lisa could undertsand the dark amster silence. As she continued tonchant ignoring Lis'as request for orders she had a daring idea. What if she could augment the Sith lords power? Of course she was not skilled in force meld or any technique there of, but Lisa was an excellent TK and menatlist. As the dark lord meditated Lisa picked up on her words, echoing with darkness in the force.

A quick estimate would reveal she was trying to cast Sith magic.

Without a word Lisa sat down in front of her, corssing her legs and bringin her hands to rest in her lap. As she closed her eyes she plummetted into the memories of the past. The power she had immediately buil tup was pushed towrad Darth Praelior. Every oucne of her being projected hwat power was on hand into the womans soul.

As Lisa drew her memories she was plunged into the abyss.

"Come here Lisa."

"No headmaster, it wasn't me!"

"Lies, you are filthy vermin Ticon, now answer for your transgressions."

This was the worst part. The headmaster of the orphanage would fall upon her, raining blows with his leather whip. Lisa screamed in pain as the blow landed, searing her flesh with immense pain.

"You have lied, you have stolen you have killed!"

"No headmaster it was an accident!"

"Lies, a bookcase does fall by mistake unto a fellow orphan, now stand still!"

As the lashes came Lisa's pain grew. Her passion to slay the headmaster grew. Each lash drove her over the edge until finally...

She snapped, lashing out with the force. The headmaster flew back against the wall and the whip flew into Lisa hand. She stood tall, leaning over the headmaster as fire ensnared her eyes, invigorating her senses.

"Now headmaster, you will feel the full might of your own poison!"

Lisa lashed, over and over and over. As he screamed she laughed maniacally. The lashes continued, the leather whip drawing blood. As the blood sprayed against every surface marking it in crimson glory her rage grew stronger. Her will to kill grew stronger.

"NOOOOO!"

Her fist crashed down against the headmaster skull. It caved in in a gruesome display of crimson ichor and bone. The blood sprayed into her mouth and Lisa felt a surge of fire melt through her body. It was exhilarating, empowering, unlike anything she had ever felt before.

"Now to kill the other little di'kuts!" She roared.

As the turmoil of Lisa's dark memories surged within her darkness began to grow. Raw darkside energies flowed through her frame, wracking her very soul. As they flowed the used her as a conduit, flowing to Darth Praelior as Lisa gave up her power bit by bit. The Sith lord would feel a boost in her force powers. Lisa's power slowly decreased, messily pumping her pain and terror into the dark lords soul.....

 

[Meeristali Peradun]

Location: Ahto City - Hyper-Buoyancy Generator - IN THE GENERATOR CONTROL ROOM BEHIND BLAST DOORS AND TURRETS
Objective: NOW: Constructively Pass Time | LATER (IF/WHEN): Protect the Hyper-Buoyancy Generator from One Sith Forces
Allies: TGR | TJO
GENERATOR CONTROL ROOM: [member="Spark Finn"] | [member="Qun Vell"]
Foes: TOS | Whoever

So, most of what he already knew, the basilisk knew. Alright, then. However, the technopath had a skillset that matched what appeared to be her area of expertise. Still, it was best to be able to defend one's self, even a little. While waiting for her to finish dealing with the outside as she was, directing the turrets to deter individuals that got perhaps a little too close to the blast doors, he turned to Qun Vell.

"I distinctly recall you being there for the lesson on Breath Control. You were... something of a source of amusement," he said, cracking a minimal grin before dissipating it entirely and moving on, "So you manage with barriers, that's a good thing to have, but you didn't mention speed. Being able to get the hell out at top clock if needed is not a bad thing to be able to do. How are you at a run, Qun?"

He really wanted to be able to see if he could get Spark doing some barriers when she had a moment, if she could. Just because she didn't come as a fighter did not mean she shouldn't be able to defend herself at least a little.

 

[Jairus Starvald]

Location: Ahto City Silk Holdings Kolto Center and Distribution Center
Objective 2 : Silk Holdings Kolto Center -- Get mad, real mad.
Allies: Beta Team - [member="Darth Elecebra"] | [member="Xilo Gale"] | [member="Darth Nephthys"] | [member="Vaermina"] | [member="Selka Ventus"] [member="Dralshy'a"]
Foes: Republic/Jedi | [member="Varus Shatterstar"] | [member="James Mathison"] | [member="Kian Karr"] | [member="Corvus Raaf"] | [member="J.Reaper"]

Eventually the drowned kitten that was the Voice of the Dark Lord got fished out of the water, he laid in a little pool of soiled water, puking up kolto, water and eh… well let’s not get into details. It was disgusting to say the least, it seemed that Carach would finally have to learn how to swim.

Would probably have been a good idea to do that beforehand, but who knew the Republic would try to blow up their own facilities. It was Ahto City Hurricane Mode all over again, something was definitely wrong with those pubs these days. Eventually the Voice got a grip and managed to control himself, he stood up, still heavily panting from the cold and agonizing experience.

By then his cloak was gone, in its place was the wroth expression of a Sith Lord. One of his men, a Royal Guard came up (where the hell did they come from all of a sudden?) and offered him a blanket. Carach fixated him with a cold stare, before accepting it with a sigh and a nod, making himself at least a bit presentable.

Then he looked at Neph, his expression was blank again, but his eyes were metaphorically on fire. ‘I sense that the Kolto facilities are almost in our control, sister. Reach out to our brothers in the other areas and see where we can provide assistance.’ the Sith Lord scratched his nose and sniffed, before coughing again. ‘I want to kill something.’

 

[J.Reaper]

Location: the kolto facility (underwater)
Objectiv 2: Hold the facility
Allies: all republic
Foes: all sith

Reaper heard movement in the main corridors, the enemie was closing in so he looked up and saw a vent and quickly shot it of. he then jumped and pulled himself in the vent and waited until the enemie soldiers had past. meanwhile he scanned the facility, he saw that there were breaches in the facility and in some parts and alot of vong soldiers around the area. he saw small green blips on his holo map indicating that there was allies still around, he did not have time to think so he pulled out a grenade out of his backpocket and dropped to the group of vong then it exploded and made reaper a chanse to attack. he quickly jumped down the went then pulled out his dagger and sword and swifty killed the few surviving enemies still able to fight. after a couple of minutes there where lifeless corpes around him and his blades and small parts of his body painted with the enemies blood. he did a vertical slash with both his dagger and sword and took away the blood spreading it on the floor then he put them on his back. he pulled up rifle then carefully started moving where there was most enemies and hopefully he would meet some allies on the way.

 

[Darth Carnifex]

Location: Ahto East
Objective: Objective I

• Destroy the Hyper-Buoyancy Generators
• Eradicate any Republic / Jedi opposition
• Run the Grandmaster through
• Play ball with the Akure Leviathan

Allies: One Sith

• Team V [East]: [member="Darth Vitium"], [member="Invicta Zambrano"], [member="Ire'Rain Sekairo"], [member="Khallesh"]
• Team L [Somewhere]: [member="Dralshy'a"]

Enemies: Republic

• Grandmaster [member="Kiskla Grayson"]

Music: She's a Demon by Lordi

His senses were completely trained on the Grandmaster, his obsession with her being the driving force behind his speed and hunger that rumbled deep within his being, and so he was able to anticipate the slight adjustments in her body as she suddenly dropped her center of gravity. Channeling the Force into his legs, Vornskr suddenly left the ground entirely as he lunged high into the air up and over the leg-sweeping Grandmaster, only to come down several meters ahead of Grayson with a thunderous boom that shattered the permacrete he landed upon. Rising to his full height, the Sith Lord turned to look warily at the Grandmaster as they both assumed a lurking stance as the distance between them was now far enough. Whatever stance Grandmaster would take, it would be unlike the Sith Lord's, whose shoulder's were hunched over and he prowled back and forth like a hungry predator staring down cornered prey.

"I've been looking forward to this, Grayson. My heart has hungered for the moment when we would meet again, face to face, on the battlefield, and our little feud will end once and for all." The Sith Lord extended his open hand, and with a subtle twitch of his armored fingers the hilt of his lightsaber sprang forth from his belt to land firmly in his palm. Curling his fingers around the hilt, the Sith Lord activated the thick crimson blade of his weapons, and assumed the opening stance of Form V. With both hands on his weapon, he brought the blade up above his head and angled the blade back roughly forty-five degrees. His muscles were coiled, his eyes set upon his most hated foe, and with a savage roar that could even rival the leviathan's own might bellow he lunged forth with the intensity and ferocity of a lunging viper to quickly close the distance between himself and the Grandmaster, and set to loose upon her the fury of his blade.

 

[Hal Terrano]

Location: Ahto City Library
Objective: Aid the shrieking civilians
Allies: The Galactic Republic, [member="Avalore Eden"]
Enemies: The One Sith
WARNING: HERE BE SLOWER POSTERS

He was never going to be one for festivities.

The words Hal Terrano and celebrate go as well as teetoal and binge drinking or toothpaste and orange juice. You thinking about that now? Thinking about that bitter and soul ending taste sensation, we've all learned once, we've all been there. I made a support circle if you want to join. Nobody has to suffer minty orange alone. Please, come, let us help you.

So he opted to avoid the hoopla, much preferring to complete his own personal quest of archive building. While Diana Moridena rolled up her sleeves and played the game of temple restoration she had forgotten rebuild one vital aspect of a Jedi Temple. The archives.

Knowledge after all was a foundation of the Jedi Code.

This placed him on a quest of archive hunting, he had already copied all that he could have from the Ossus Jedi Temple archives (with permission, of course) and thus he had venture to new locations. Manaan made sense. So while his allies took place in fun and festivities, he buried himself in the bright blue of the holoscreen.

Then the alarms began to blare, a haze of darkness descending upon his conscious.

Civilian panic set in and all sense of calm and proper evacuation procedure was lost. Poor civilians of the Galaxy were never given much credit, as they swiftly descended into headless chicken mode. Hal of course, standing at the terminal frowned.

 

[Avalore Eden]

Location: Ahto City Library
Objective: Aid the shrieking civilians
Allies: The Galactic Republic, [member="Hal Terrano"]
Enemies: The One Sith
WARNING: HERE BE SLOWER POSTERS

As the foil to her dry and grumpy companion, Jedi Knight and Chief Healer Avalore Eden had watched the festivities from a higher level of the Ahto City Library. She wasn't want to be contained within the writhing throngs of people, much as she liked a good party, being jostled and bumped about didn't strike her as much very fun.

But Avalore, why don't you attend with the Grandmaster [member="Kiskla Grayson"]? As Chief Healer, you hold an honorary spot bes-

Snort.
Listen, buck. Ain't nothing Chief about me. I'm just a Healer that does her job. I'm not in charge of anything, I just happen to be one of the only ones left.

We the dying breed.

Avalore brooded over a mug of steaming tea given to her moments earlier by the Head Librarian. Nose wrinkled at the lingering scent of sea salt, she quietly asked for honey.

Did they make their tea out of sea kelp?

Weh.

She received nothing less than artificial sweetener. Apparently Manaan wasn't big on luxury imports like honey. So be it. Stirring, contemplating what sort of food they would be serving for the evening feast (Kelp-wrapped-scallops?), Avalore inhaled deeply and dipped to take a slurp.

HUOAGH.

All of a sudden: claxons and alarm sirens. Avalore snorted the tea, spat, and drizzled half her mug all down the front of her robes.

"Feth! Nyyaaa-" free hand waving about, she placed the mug on the nearest flat surface before skittering off to find Hal.

A short while later the Healer came bursting into the Archives calling out for the stoic Knight, finding him exactly where she'd left him. She arrived in a flurry of stained and soggy blue robes, "Hal! Force, haven't you heard? The One Sith are invading! We have to go!"

 

[Kana Truden]

LOCATION: AHTO - WEST
OBJECTIVE:

• Approach [member="Reverance"] (as discussed)
• Prepare self to feel pain
• Defend the Generators

ALLIES:
The Galactic Republic
TEAM DELTA: [member="Aaralyn Rekali"] | [member="Patricia Susan Garter"] | [member="Sanya Val Lerium"] | [member="Korsan Rung"]

ENEMIES:
The One Sith
TEAM R: [member="Reverance"] | [member="Matsu Xiangu"] | [member="Logan of Little Coruscant"] | [member="Nick Gamastar"]

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The enemy was closing in. She could feel it. Part of her wanted to move, to go look for the dark signatures that she could sense from somewhere nearby. Though it was a stupid idea she went through with it. Never being one to wait for fate to come to her she gave Aaralyn one final glance before heading out. Step for step she grew more and more uncertain she had made the right move. Her gut told her that she was acting too brave for her own good, yet in her mind there was not a single doubt that it was for the best.

By the end of the bridge she could feel the presences growing closer. Doubt emerged and her mind began to think of the outcomes. Death, while not on her agenda was still an uncertainty she could be faced with. This would after all be her second ever encounter with a sith lord and the last one hadn’t exactly ended very well. The scrape of a poisoned blade and she had been out of it. Said encounter had become her worst nightmare and maybe this would prove itself to be a chance to prove her worth again. Maybe, just maybe, she could set the record straight... Then again she could still very much end up in a coffin one way or the other.

She cleared her mind and pushed on, the enemy was close.

 

[Seraphina Shel'tah]

LOCATION: Ahto City Proper - NORTH
OBJECTIVE 1 ( One ): Protect the Hyper-Buoyancy Generator from incoming Sith forces.
ALLIES: Republic & TEAM BRAVO:

• [member="Nefertari Sovint"]http://starwarsrp.net/user/6127-nefertari-sovint/
• [member="Korsan Rung"]http://starwarsrp.net/user/6771-korsan-rung/
• [member="Ket Van-Derveld"]http://starwarsrp.net/user/32-ket-van-derveld/
• [member="Seraphina Shel'tah[/URL][/FONT][/SIZE][URL="http://starwarsrp.net/user/6661-seraphina-sheltah/"]"]
  [*][member="Reid Anaxoid"]http://starwarsrp.net/user/473-reid-anaxoid/
  [*][member="Slate Estrada"]http://starwarsrp.net/user/5814-slate-estrada/
  

FOES: Team H [NORTH]:

• [member="Darth Helios"]http://starwarsrp.net/user/1566-darth-helios/
• [member="Skorn Draclau"]http://starwarsrp.net/user/926-skorn-draclau/
• [member="Arkia Zinn"]http://starwarsrp.net/user/6649-arkia-zinn/
• [member="Nulgath Zardai"]http://starwarsrp.net/user/5176-nulgath-zardai/

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All around rang the clamor of war. Mortars, blasters, rockets, and the obliteration of nearby buildings followed only by the never ending panicking screams of terrorfied citizens. The enemy still had not approached their position at the northern blast doors, and Sera was beginning to get nervous that the other sectors were being hit with much more than they could handle. She quickly snapped up her comm to her mouth and dialed into the Republic channel, "Padawan Sera to Republic forces stationed near and around Ahto Generator. North quadrant receiving lower than expected resistence. Current defense includes myself and knight [member="Odeyseis"], with a dispatch of soldiers commanded by [member="Slate Estrada"], including single gunship. Requesting immediate orders to redeploy if needed elsewhere! Please acknowledge. Over."

 

[Hal Terrano]

Location: Ahto City Library
Objective: Delay evacuation.
Allies: The Galactic Republic, [member="Avalore Eden"]
Enemies: The One Sith
WARNING: HERE BE SLOWER POSTERS

When Avalore came skittering in like a soggy sally he didn't budge, glued to the screen like the gosh darn youth of today. The usual creases upon his face deepened upon hearing the two words of One Sith. The situation had just become upgraded to dire.

New plan.

Fingers came up to clackity-clack, cancelling the current action of the noble copy and paste. He still hadn't actually turned to look at Avalore yet. Eye contact is for empaths. He didn't even speak. In fact it seemed as if Hal was completely ignoring the slightly frantic healer. A bit rude, no? His eyes narrowed as he rooted around the console's system commands, looking for the one that he needed.

<File transfer>

<Transfer all>

<Download starting>

“No,” he finally said, his voice still very much calm and stoic despite the situation at hand. Still, eyes were fixated upon the screen, waiting for the first one percent to be completed. “We need to wait. We need to preserve the library's data. Then we may evacuate.” Not I, but we. This knowledge hunt wasn't even Avalore's quest but suddenly she had been lumped into it.

After what seemed like an age, Knight Terrano finally looked to the healer, that typical glacial gaze equipped. He looked down at her soiled robes, and then back up at her face again.

“You are wet.”

 

[Ludolf Vaas]

Position: Outside generator
Objective: 1
Allies: One Sith, everyone on objective 1
Enemies: [member="Patricia Susan Garter"], Republic forces defending generator

Once again observing through his microbinoculars, Vaas saw that the remnants of [member="Patricia Susan Garter"]'s force were falling back to the generator facility. Only one lone tank was now opposing them, its valiant operator attempting to make a last heroic stand. It would meet the combined firepower of both of the Blackblade Guard's AT-AW walkers and their rocket crews.

"Enemy forces are in full retreat, sir," The Overlord's subordinate said.

"Good," Vaas nodded. "Let them fall back to the generator. They will hole up and mount their defense there, but we will take the streets. What is the ETA on our reinforcements?"

"Eight fully armored legions await your command, with more on the way."

"I want every available armored divison to surround the city. I want our troops to capture every building on the streets. They can cling to the generator, but the city will be ours. I want rocket crews and anti-aircraft on the top of every building possible to watch for incoming enemy air support. We will cut them off completely from supplies and reinforcements, and bombard the facility with heavy artillery. Inform the rest of the Sith and Yuuzhan Vong forces that I am establishing a forward command center in the west of the city which we already hold."

"Very good, sir." Vaas' subordinate left to relay the messages to his troops.

Ludolf watched through his binoculars as his orders began to be carried out. The elite heavy infantry of the Blackblade Guard, reinforced by thousands of men from the Vornskr's Claw, began fanning out in the city capturing building to building, taking some civilian prisoners and executing others as per [member="Darth Vornskr"]'s orders. Many with cannon and rocket launchers began climbing rooftops and setting up positions in streets, beginning to fix their anti-aircraft weapons. Meanwhile, the Blackblade's artillery began to surround the generator facility. Many tanks, including the versatile MACAU, followed by several hulking H-MAT behemoths, began moving to surround the Republic's position at the generator on all sides.

 

[Avalore Eden]

Location: Ahto City Library
Objective: Verbally slap some sense into Hal.
Allies: The Galactic Republic, [member="Hal Terrano"]
Enemies: The One Sith
WARNING: HERE BE SLOWER POSTERS

No?

No?

Avalore's eyes swelled with surprise at this rebuff before narrowing at the back of Hal's head.

No?!

The One Sith, the galactic party pooper, was raining hellfire down on Ahto city, slaughtering innocents and generally making a mess of things and he's sitting here streaming Manaan-flix. No big deal, mkay? I'mjustgettingtothebestpartHalTerrano.

"HAL! IT'S-"

"You are wet."

She blinked and glanced down at her robes, "-it's...oh, it's just tea. It was really hot and tasted like seaweed and they don't even have honey so-"

Another blink.

Hard blink. Thin lips. Fierce gaze.

"That's not important. Hal the Sith are invading the city! We need to help the people and get them evacuated. Do you really have to stay here while it's doing that? I need help Hal!"

 

[Hal Terrano]

Location: Ahto City Library
Objective: Firmly let Avalore know that she is wrong.
Allies: The Galactic Republic, [member="Avalore Eden"]
Enemies: The One Sith
WARNING: HERE BE SLOWER POSTERS

Oh, it was tea. That would explain it, she wasn't often seen without a mug of steaming soothing magic in her hands. An urge bubbled up within his chest to scold her, tell her to be a little more careful lest she wanted to be known as the scalded Jedi of Cato Neimoidia. The urge only came from the fact that he cared, he just cared in his own special way.

Then she said it.

That's not important.

With freshly furrowed brows his eyes cast back to the screen, a dithering one percent now showing in the download progress bar before he turned his attention back to Avalore, his best scolding face was now equipped. This was the face that young Lira Dajenn learned to fear every time she was late for a lesson.

“There is no ignorance,” he began to recite coldly, arms moving to fold across that bold as blazes chest, “there is knowledge.”

He would not be moved. Engage stubborn thrusters.

“The citizens of Ahto City will have evacuation procedures that they should be following. We will not risk the loss of these archives if we can help it. This is important, Avalore.”

 

[Odeyseis]

LOCATION: Ahto City Proper - NORTH
OBJECTIVE 1 ( One ): Protect the Hyper-Buoyancy Generator from incoming Sith forces.
ALLIES: Republic & TEAM BRAVO:

• [member="Nefertari Sovint"] VS. Nulgath Zardai
• [member="Korsan Rung"] VS. Nulgath Zardai
• [member="Ket Van-Derveld"]
• [member="Seraphina Shel'tah"]
• [member="Reid Anaxoid"]
• [member="Slate Estrada"]

FOES: Team H [NORTH] { * = EN ROUTE}

• [member="Darth Helios"]*
• [member="Skorn Draclau"]*
• [member="Arkia Zinn"]*
• [member="Nulgath Zardai"]

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Watching Sera preparing for incoming forces by suggesting the use of mines and bombs and taking out her comlink to speak in Republic channel, Odeyseis knew that the Twi'lek will have a great future, since the Padawan was a girl of action, she knew what she was doing. Knight Dryar then waited too for incoming Sith forces or someone to answer in Republic channel. The north quadrant was, indeed, without an organized enemy force, the knight felt that he was wasting time there and started to hope that someone in the channel would answer to accept their help.

But, in the meantime, Odeyseis went into one of the drop ships to obtain another weapon. In this kind of battle, it is never too much to prepare yourself from any type of scenarios... Odeyseis mused, seeing in one of the racks inside of the drop ship a PDW-M1 that the Jedi took. In his time in his past clan they taught him that being a Jedi Sentinel is to use any tools that he could find useful in any scenario. Odeyseis tested the grip of the submachine gun and knew that the gun will serve him very well when in great need.