Insurgency (Mando Vs Prime invasion of Muunilinst)

[Rapax]

Location: Abandoned loading section of the old factory
Objective: Destroy the mandalorians
Allies; Prime
Enemies: @Kidala Skirata
Weapon/Equipment: Nagas two lightsabers ,Hidden blade, two acidic poisoned dauntless blades, the blade of satvas.

Naga made his way to a large loading platform this was the only place where his prey could go and if he knew mandalorians well they always seek out worthy opponents....no doubt there instincts tell them that something awaits her, But if she was mandalorian truely...they will not run ...they will not cower from this opportunity, They will face there enemy head on ...that is the mandalorian way...that is how theyv been since the dawn of their creation....He now awaits in a meditative stance at the center he dared his opponent to come to him. Let us hope they are up to the challenge

 

[Strider Garon]

Location: Abandon Factory- Loading Docks (Staging area)
Objective: Escape, Evade and Survive to fight another day
Allies; Mandos
Enemies: Prime
Weapon/Equipment:

Spoiler

Rifles:

Verpine Submachine gun


Handgun

Sacros K-11 blaster pistol


Blades

Beskad
Vibrodagger
Fett Kal Trench Knife


Wrist mounts:

Knuckleplate vibroblade

Fibrecord Whip

Electronic Lock Breaker/Anti-security blade

ZX Miniature Flame Projector

Dur-24 Wrist Laser

MM9 Rocket System

Crushgaunts


Knee mounts:

Knee pad Fex-M3 dart launchers (Left/Right)


Grenades:

2 Force Breakers
2 Thermal Dets
2 Frags
1 Ion Grenade


Equipment:

Personal Shield Generator
Magno-grip boots
Z-6 Jetpack​

The Wolf struck a nerve with Strider Garon as he stood beside him while the old man enjoyed is cigar. Shiver's ran down the warriors spine as he mentioned pending attack and something about snipers. Had they been had? How the hell did Prelait know? Strider turned his unprotected head to look at his fellow vod with confusion. That was one he felt a burning sensation of a blaster bolt scrape the back left side of his head. The hound of keldabe bit hard on his cigar, cutting the bottom off with his teeth as his entire body clenched in fear. The rest of the lit cigar fell to the ground as another blaster bolt struck him in the torso. His armor held true as the bolt was absorbed by the beskargam.

Strider's battle reflexes took over as he would thrust his body to take cover around the docking bay's entrance. His panther like reflexes held true even with age he still knew how to hustle, as the last blaster bolt missed him completely. His back hit the wall and his verpine sub machine gun was up at the ready. He would spit out the remnants of his cigar, his brown eyes following where it landed. "Sumbitches!" He snarled in disgust at the loss of his expensive and exotic treat.

With his left hand the old warrior would quickly remount his helmet up on his head, pressure of the inside linking stung the slight burn scrape he had across the back of his head. A reminder the importance of having a helmet. the HUD flared to life with reports of weapon fire from multiple locations, even report from his wayward son Conner. A few of his lads reacted in kind and were on hunt for the very enemy that had shot at their leader. The beast with in him wanted to charge out with his warriors to attack the bastard that had ruin his cigar but he had to think logically, one had to be pragmatic and tactical in such situations.

"We been had!" Strider's voice would ripple through the private comms with his rich concordian accent. Their objective has changed. They had been had and there was no way of telling how deep they were in poodoo. As much as Strider wanted to stand and fight, this was not he place or time to make a stand. Objective has changed. IT was time to escape, evade and survive to fight anther day. The mando insurgence were not here to dig in and fight a full scale war, they had been task to whittle away at their enemy till the main invasion force showed up, which was days away. It was time to move back into the shadows, regroup then strike. "Tok'kad!"«Retreat! » his command was calm and decisive. They all knew the the drill, escape, evade and regroup at the next rendezvous point. A old seafaring cargo ship, retrofitted as a safehouse for The Muun Patriots and mando allies. Was docked west of the abandon factory, twenty kilometers from their current location. Not that far in retrospect though between the abandon factory and the docks was a maze of urban hell rittled with local city patrols and infested with prime operatives.

Strider could hear sniper fire and explosions in the immediate area. This was no raid, this was a war zone now. "Nari!!"«Move!!» he would reiterate the necessity of escaping and evading. The Prime forces probably were expecting the mandos to stand and fight like they always had. They chose this field of battle and Strider wasn't going to commit his warriors to a war that he did not dictate. No, he was smarter then that. He will draw them out, away from their area of operation and comfort zone. They will use the civilian populace as shields in their escape.

The old man rushed for one of the heavy speeders. "LOAD UP! We are going mobile! Those that can't make it, find your own way to RV Alpha!"

While he waited for mandos to load up, his HUD picked up an enemy contact right at the loading bay. With out hesitation the old man would step out from the vehicles hatch and unload his verpine sub machine gun upon [member="Darth Rapax"], sending a volley of projectiles his way.​

 

[Rapax]

Location: Abandoned loading section of the old factory
Objective: Destroy the mandalorians
Allies; Prime
Enemies: @Kidala Skirata [member="Strider Garon"] (well this was un expected also i cant see ur link for equipment due to not being in the faction)
Weapon/Equipment: Nagas two lightsabers ,Hidden blade, two acidic poisoned dauntless blades, the blade of satvas.

Rapax's senses kicked in detecting in the incoming barrage of projectiles.He would not be able to block them espically when they are so many at once, He quickly leaped up to another platform barely missing the barrage he looked up at [member="Strider Garon"]. He knew hed attract a mandalorian and here one present him self to him he shouted to the mandalorian " Mandalorian! I challenge you to combat...will you accept my offer and fight me in honorary combat? or will you sit there on your perch like a coward...."

 

[Laguz Vald]

Location: Vicinity of abandoned industrial complex
Enemies: [member="Strider Garon"] | [member="Rawnie Tal'verda"] | [member="Jarell"] | [member="Malcom Renolds"] | [member="Nolan Detta"] | [member="Kadala Skirata"] | [member="Conner Garon"] | [member="Doctor Azure"] | Mandalorians
Allies: Primeval
Equipment:

• TS-1 Sniper Rifle
• Directed Charge

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XjW4_OlhKfo​

And then it began, out of the foggy blue as these things usually did.

It was quite amusing, watching them scramble through the scope, cigars and beers dropping to the floor as complacency was thrown out in favor of the overreaching feeling of fear.

Like always.

Without remorse or hesitation, Laguz squeezed the trigger; once, twice, three times. In the ensuing chaos below, nobody would notice people dropping dead for reasons other than blaster bolts, not when there was no sound to trace and no glare to give away xir position.

Pew pew pew.

Whether the massive kinetic impact killed them dead or not, the merc never bothered to check; xir eyes were already feasting on a whole another target altogether, and if a patch of unassuming, washed-out balcony duracrete could grin, it would look exactly like Laguz in that moment.

And why, you ask, would a patch of unassuming, washed-out balcony duracrete be grinning?

Because speeders.

All breath left xir slightly flattened lungs as xe leveled the barrel of Tessie at one of the waiting vehicles, flesh squeezing around the trigger as the HUD blinked pretty numbers at xem. The shot was a go.

With a tiny, childlike pew the rifle expelled the projectile at massive speeds and sent it careening straight towards the engine of one of the speeders, hopefully treating its surroundings to a similarly massive explosion. Laguz liked explosions.

 

[Malcom Renolds]

Location: Mando staging area
Objective: Survive
Allies: [member="Doctor Azure"] | [member="Rawnie Tal'verda"] | [member="Jarell"] | [member="Darth Mudrac"]
Enemies: Primeval - [member="Damien Daemon"]

Much happened in the next few seconds after he passed out the quick orders. Much to his amazement and shock, the sniper they were looking for was right in their midst. So close in fact that Jarell had walked right past the target. It took him a moment to figure out how this was possible. The sniper had some cloaking coat on him as well. "Nice." He thought himself. But the moment he began to move around and open fire on Rawnie, his position was instantly given away. Picked up easily enough by Malcom's motion tracker systems. Rawnie reported being hit, and his eyes narrowed dangerously. "He's cloaked! Look for a blurry blob to your 1 o'clock and light 'em up!" He quickly replied to her. He couldn't worry about her well being for the moment. First things first. Neutralize the threat, and fall back.

The hunter raised his rifle to take a shot when he was shoved by Rawnie's blue man. "What the fek!?" The Chiss instantly had the butt of Malcom's rifle in his face for ruining his shot and putting Rawnie in even more danger. "Then leave me the kriff alone so I can save YOUR wife!" Pivoting back toward the sniper bearing down on Rawnie, he switched to full auto and unleashed hell on his blurry form. "And fire on that schutta already you Utreekov!" By all that was holy, he swore if that man touched him again, it wouldn't be the butt of his rifle that came at his face next.

While, Malcom laid down covering fire to give Rawnie a chance to set up, he heard orders to move out. A slew of curses sprang forth from the mans lips as he realized they needed to move, and they needed to move now. "Jarell! Fall back! The shooter is on your six! Flank him now!!!" He then clicked his tranq dart on. Who know's maybe they could take the man prisoner if he surrendered. It would make for a rather difficult evacuation. But he wouldn't kill the man if he surrendered.

 

[Strider Garon]

Location: Abandon Factory- Loading Docks (Staging area)
Objective: Escape, Evade and Survive to fight another day
Allies; Mandos
Enemies: Prime
Weapon/Equipment:

Spoiler

Rifles:

Verpine Submachine gun


Handgun

Sacros K-11 blaster pistol


Blades

Beskad
Vibrodagger
Fett Kal Trench Knife


Wrist mounts:

Knuckleplate vibroblade

Fibrecord Whip

Electronic Lock Breaker/Anti-security blade

ZX Miniature Flame Projector

Dur-24 Wrist Laser

MM9 Rocket System

Crushgaunts


Knee mounts:

Knee pad Fex-M3 dart launchers (Left/Right)


Grenades:

2 Force Breakers
2 Thermal Dets
2 Frags
1 Ion Grenade


Equipment:

Personal Shield Generator
Magno-grip boots
Z-6 Jetpack​

Strider watched as the sith like hamster, [member="Darth Rapax"] , bounce away from his barrage and then boldy hold his ground while monologing a taunt or a challenge towards the Manalorian Leader. "Kark off!!" The old man growled his reply as he would pull the trigger once more on his submachine gun, this time both hands gripping the weapon to improve accuracy. The continuous wisps of air and slight clicks of the weapon were the only sound that it made while it fired its munitions towards the sith. This was war, not a fancy tournament where one could do single combat. This was a fight for survival and if this sith thought that he was going to be goaded into such reckless duel then he was in for a lesson. War was cruel and the crueler it was the faster it was over.

Then the old man heard a loud impact sound hitting the heavy speeder he had mounted. There was no explosion but the on board computer began to chirp warnings as the repulsion gave out. The vehicle dropped giving off large thud noise as it grounded itself. The old man hissed in disapproval for this mode of transportation had been successfully nullified. 'fracking snipers' Strider would curse to himself as he would step off from the speeder, still keeping his weapon bared upon Darth Rapax. He was the current threat and with in range that he needed to worry about.

"Secondary route!!" The old man would announce to the rest of his team via comms. That would inform the rest of the mandos and their allies that they would be heading to the sewer hatch with in the old factory. Since mobility was going to be an issue due to sniper fire, the best chance now was to go underground.​

 

[Jakkar Bralor]

Location: seafaring cargo ship, west of the factory
Objective: Ready RV Point
Allies; Mandos
Enemies: Prime
Weapon/Equipment:

Spoiler

same as in bio + vibroknife and MB-835

Humming quietly to himself, Jakkar set about preparing to cover the arrival of the other Mandalorians. He was a little upset that he'd missed out on the initial attack but the way he figured things, that was just the price you had to pay as the new guy until you proved yourself. You did that by shutting up and proving your reliability. Deploying the tripod for the gun behind the ship's gunwale, then he socketed the gun into place and checked the firing arc. Satisfied that he could cover the dock and a good portion to either side, Jakkar slotted in the first of the gun's power packs and began stacking his reloads so he wouldn't have to play fetch in the middle of a fight.
Keying his comm, Jakkar sent the 'ready' signal and took up his position.

 

[Rapax]

Location: Abandoned loading section of the old factory
Objective: Destroy the mandalorians
Allies; Prime
Enemies: [member="Kadala Skirata"] Strider Garon
Weapon/Equipment: Nagas two lightsabers ,Hidden blade, two acidic poisoned dauntless blades, the blade of satvas.

Naga snarled when he said that and immediatly started leaping around trying to use the cover around him to block and dodge the shots. However he felt a few skim across his armor....lucky shot... He saw the explosion of the speeders engine. good for him that means the mandalorian wont be flying around anymore...and hed be easier to attack......but what of the scent he caught earlier...no doubt that new scent would come here as well ...no matter he had a prey to destroy. He used the force to grab some rubble and infuse it with lightning before throwing them towards [member="Strider Garon"]'s speeder. The impact would do significant damage yet....the lightning infused with in would add on to electrical damage.

 

[Dan Ballastar]

Location : Near the Site
Objective : Destroy the Enemy.
Allies : The Primeval, [member="Ebon"] | [member="Anja Aj'Rou"] | [member="Damien Daemon"] |
Enemies : Mandalorians | [member="Nolan Detta"] |
Equipment : (All in Signature)

The Mandalorian allied with the Primeval let out a sigh once more. Scanning the area, he saw Anja Aj'Rou with a couple of other people. He had been familiar with who was with who, so he knew she'd be with the Primeval. Making his way over to the group, he stopped for a moment. He felt... strange. He turned up a function in his helmet that amplified audio nearby. He heard movement, but no speaking. Whoever was watching him or aiming at him was smart. They'd seen him stop, so they cut the chatter. He sighed, continuing his way on, stopping occasionally to scan around.

"Come out come out wherever you are!"

The bounty hunter taunted, expecting a surprise attack from his opponent. He continued on his way to the rest of the group with the Host Lord of the Primeval. As he reached them, he nodded, falling back behind them to keep an eye from afar. He scanned often, trying to keep the rest of this group alive.

 

[Vuhan Chen]

Location: Mandalorian Staging Area
Allies: Mandos. [member="Jarell"] [member="Strider Garon"] [member="Rawnie Tal'verda"] Kadala Skirata [member="Malcom Renolds"] [member="Aedan Miles"]
Enemies: Primeval
Gear:

Spoiler

Force Mask,
Vortex 8 Gauge
x2 Sub machine guns
Terentatek Hide Trench Coat
Basic blast vest

With shots erupting everywhere Conner knew that crap was going down and he had to move fast and now. So grabbing his shotgun he moved forward sprinting around the building where the commotion was primarily going down. He heard his father on the comms and the crash of the speeder afterwards, his heart raced and pace quickened into a full on sprint until he rounded the corner of the building to find his father crashed in a speeder and some wannabe Sith throwing electric rocks at him. Which Conner sincerely wished he was making up, but sadly he had to deal with this.

"On your three, engaging." He said as pulled up his shotgun at the Sith.

The barrel roared and eight gauge buck shot was thrown at the Sith [member="Darth Rapax"] at less than thirty meters away. The shotgun recoiled hard but the hardened mando quickly leveled again and fired once more with the semi automatic weapon. With another buck he decided to just let the bastard have it. Now shooting at from the hip the man began to open fire on the Sith sending shot after shot in semi automatic shotgun fire creating a killing of metallic balls of death for the Sith to magic his way out of. But he had a plan for when that went down as well. For now he had to work the system a little.

 

[Strider Garon]

Location: Abandon Factory- Loading Docks (Staging area)
Objective: Escape, Evade and Survive to fight another day
Allies; Mandos [member="Conner Garon"]
Enemies: Prime [member="Darth Rapax"]
Weapon/Equipment:

Spoiler

Rifles:

Verpine Submachine gun


Handgun

Sacros K-11 blaster pistol


Blades

Beskad
Vibrodagger
Fett Kal Trench Knife


Wrist mounts:

Knuckleplate vibroblade

Fibrecord Whip

Electronic Lock Breaker/Anti-security blade

ZX Miniature Flame Projector

Dur-24 Wrist Laser

MM9 Rocket System

Crushgaunts


Knee mounts:

Knee pad Fex-M3 dart launchers (Left/Right)


Grenades:

2 Force Breakers
2 Thermal Dets
2 Frags
1 Ion Grenade


Equipment:

Personal Shield Generator
Magno-grip boots
Z-6 Jetpack​

The hound of keldabe watched as this ball of rubble and lighting crash into the speeder. The chirping had stopped for sure as the enemy destroyed the vehicle in a manner that could only be described as overkill and pretty pointless there and then. Strider, who was already off the speeder did not let the destruction distract him as he continued to fire upon the Sith agent. His weapon was a intimidating peace of equipment and silent sounding like a ancient paint ball gun with every shot. The only real noise that it made was when the projectiles smashed and impacted upon solid matter.

The sound of his son, [member="Conner Garon"] , unleashing hell upon the very same target was a welcome addition to the orchestra of mayhem. "Ibac ner b'amr!" «Thats my boy! » The old man would praise his son as the two waged war upon Rapax and his current position. Strider's drum magazine was emptied and he quickly moved to cover behind a conveyor belt, while gripping for another drum.

"Conner! We got to keep moving. To the sewers!" he would inform his kin.​

 

[Prazutis]

Location: Mandalorian Staging Area
Objective: Win/Survive
Allies: Mandalorians - [member=Rawnie Tal'verda] | [member=Malcom Renolds] | [member=Kadala Skirata] Skirata | [member=Aedan Miles] | [member=Strider] | [member=Connor Garon] | [member=doctor azure]
Enemies: Primeval - [member=Damien Daemon]
Weapon/Equipment:

Spoiler

Rifles:
*EE-3 Carbine Blaster Rifle
*E-11 Blaster Rifle
*RB-23 "Cauterizer" Riot Scatter Blaster
*ACS-207 Acidthrower
*ACS-203 Hellfire Autocannon

Handgun
*Westar Blaster Pistols

Blades
*2 Beskads

*8 Throwing Knives

Wrist mounts:
*Hidden Beskad wrist Blade

*Fibrecord Whip

*4Toxic Darts

*ZX Miniature Flame Projector

*Dur-24 Wrist Laser

*MM9 Rocket System

*Hidden Beskad wrist blade

*4 Toxic Darts

*Spiked Knuckles

Knee mounts:
*Knee pad Fex-M3 dart launchers (Left/Right)

Grenades:
*2 Force Breakers

*4 Thermal Detonators

*4 Frags

*1 Ion Grenade

*2 Tear Gas

*2 Flash Bangs

Equipment:

*Personal Shield Generator

*Spiked Boots

*Z-6 Jetpack with rocket

Jarell has knowledge and ability to perform basic Force powers

​

Jarell heard the shots and looked to Rawnie noticing she got hit. Jarell gritted his teeth as he looked for where the shots came from but he was not quick enough to see where they came from. Jarell then heard Malcolm's words over his grabbed his Westar blaster pistol and set it to stun and fired directly where his sensors were picking up...... something.

Jarell only could use stun as he didn't exactly know what he was firing at but he had an idea. At the same time he used voice control in his helmet to warm up his jet pack in case he needed a quick escape route.

Jarell turned around and picked up something on his sensors right in front of him but it had no signature. Jarell would have instantly known if was one of his vode, they would have told him. Jarell thought quickly held his acid thrower with one hand and took his free hand and reached down and grabbed his Westar blaster Pistol out of the holster on his leg and set it to stun and fired where his sensors were picking up......something. Jarell could only use stun has he was not sure what he was shooting at, but he had a pretty good idea. Jarell then used voice control in his helmet to warm up his jetpack in case he needed a quick escape​

 

[Ordo]

Location: wherever @Stirder Garon effing is.
Objective: Wreck face
Allies: dam Mandi muthatruckas
Enemies: Every-damn-body else yo
Weapons: links in sig...I think...


The battle was evidently on and the large meat Popsicle that was Ordo carried his broomstick toward his brothers in arms. His black armor a reminder of the days when he had taken this world the first time. His eyes blazed with fury, his heart blazed with indignation, and his war forged body longed to rain hell onto the usurpers of the world's he had brought under Mandalorian protection.

He said nothing. Words mattered nought as those that saw him would know all that needed to be said. His weapons and the strength of his arm would be his voice. His armor would be his expressions of happiness to his brothers and the face of death to his enemies. The force gave him strength, it was true but his honor and spirit gave him power. Whomever he faced would know him this day, they would know and shudder.

 

[Zambrano the Starweird]

Location: En Route to the Factory
Objective: KILL, MAIM, BURN! KILL, MAIM, BURN! KILL, MAIM, BURN! KILL, MAIM, BURN!
Allies: TEAM Z - ASSEMBLE!

• [member="Enoch Zambrano"]
• [member="Vaulkhar"]
• [member="Darth Vornskr"]

Enemies: SPACE MARINES! Mandalorians!
Weapons / Equipment:

• Hover Throne (Complete with Corpses)
• Chom-Huum (In gullet, fed the proper number of lambent crystals :3)
• Dalek Hands
• Bone Mask, and chalky white face paint.
• L'ans Zodou Staff (Semi-official title for the Magick Staff Zambrano the Hutt made out of Captain Slika's remains, and an Amphistaff skeleton. Captain Slika's head is penetrated by the Amphistaff skeleton, and tied together with leathered human flesh, with bags of flesh meant to store any blood the Amphistaff skull sucks out, for Magickal purposes).

Vividly, the Warlord remembered his last visit to Muunilinst. It was one of self-reflection and religious searching. A searching that caused the deeply meditating prophet to believe he could pass his consciousness behind Balagoth's veil, beyond the Unseen Rift, to call upon the L'ans of Mishk. Droids however, interrupted his ritual that absorbed much of the life within his surrounding area upon an island. The droids were eventually destroyed, but it left an angered mark upon his psyche that he felt so close, yet his powers of the arcane could so easily be disrupted by things that weren't even alive. Things that couldn't even feel pain, and thus useless in his desires of the flesh.

The flesh, was key to the desires of the Rift Warlord this day, as he sat upon his Throne in solitude meditation. The Titus inside of him had met with his Nephew finally after all these decades, and could finally acknowledge the other members of his family as existing. This reunion was very similar to the Darth Durablis inside of him, meeting with his grandson... though they had never met considering his son had killed him prior to Voracitos having been born. The familial implications of this Hutt in any family... really messed with your head. Nonetheless, the meeting between Uncle and Nephew had been particularly special given the unique situation where Kaine Zambrano had known him in a past life, whereas Voracitos had no direct connection to the Hutt.

All of those connections however, were in the process of being voided for this day in particular as the Hutt meditated upon the shuttle before touch down... to unleash an old presence that had not been seen since the death of Mishk. A presence that would be definitively greater in power upon resurrection than it had ever been in life, and amplified by it's reality destroying sorrow. As the ship touched down, and the team set foot upon the ground, the Throne seamlessly followed, though no indication of consciousness befell the face of the black serpent, with adornments and charms of human remains fastened upon clattering against each other as his hulking mass was transported forward. The eyes behind the bone mask remained closed, twitching.

Let the gods be merciful for whatever Mandalorian should summon those eyes to open...

 

[Matreya]

Location: Outskirts of Factory Property
Objective: Take the Enemies Alive
Allies: N/A
Enemies: [member="Rawnie Tal'verda"] // [member="Jarell"] // [member="Malcom Renolds"] // [member="Doctor Azure"]
Gear: (Marked Items have Links in Signature)
Thermoguard Bodyglove // No-Show // Cloak of Nuun* // Cater Coat* // Inquisitor X-1 Armor* // Gun Belt filled with Munitions and Grenades* // Tantibus // 3 Betty Blasters // Kalligs Scorching Lightsaber // 2 Talismans of Concentration // A few other gadgets

(Just want it to be known that sensing him strictly against all the logic of what is happening is semi ridiculous. Yet two of you have stated seeing him, without cause or logic. So I am just gonna go with it.)

Somehow, against the usage of the Cloak of Nuun alongside all personal cloaking devices, he was spotted by some 'blurry blob'. It made no sense to, yet mattered little to Damien. He was ex-Mandalorian, so knew how to roll with their punches. When the one furthest from him began to unload roads in his direction, D hardly worried, as he immediately leapt to momentum once more.

This time though he did not hold his Cloak, instead he let it flow behind him like wings.

Leaping to the height of a container he had been near, he leveled his rifle in swift motion. First he shot a few rounds off at Malcom and some blue guy near him. Then he spun and took sight at the woman who was at a higher elevation yet once again his sights. To there he sent a few rounds again.

At this point he jumped back down from where he came, and slammed his back to the container he had just vacated. Now he glanced down quickly to count the minor scorch marks along his armor. There were already a few.

The enemies would see his armor rating was the highest it could be, as good as if he were Mandalore himself.

 

[Aedan Miles]

Location: Staging Area
Allies: [member="Strider Garon"] [member="Conner Garon"] [member="Ordo"]
Enemies: [member="Damien Daemon"] [member="Darth Rapax"] other prime people
Objective: Be productive.
Equipment: Inquisitor X-1 Series armor, Hellgun S-151 Chain Blaster, Dinu'ul, Sasori Bodyglove, 2 shoto Lightsabers, 1 Saberstaff.

Aedan looked up and behind him as the sounds of gunfire grew louder sighing he turned and started around the building. Coming around the corner he saw someone fire on [member="Malcom Renolds"] as Rawnie was climbing turning his attention to the crate they were hiding behind Aedan shrugged leveling his chain gun at it. Smirking he pulled on the first trigger starting the barrels rotating the loud whir filling the air around him before he pulled the second trigger lasers flying from the end of the weapon as he swept it back and forth across the container portion facing him sure that eventually he would punch through it leaving his opponent with what he hoped were a few nosed sized holes in his abdomen. As he fired he started to walk forward his eyes trained on the area ahead of him waiting for the man to make a move he didn't know who his opponent was and unless they were force sensitive they had no clue as to who they now had firing upon them.

 

[Rawnie Tal'verda]

Location: Mandalorian Staging area
Objective: Do her job.
Allies: Mandlaorians
Enemies: Primeval
Gear:

Spoiler

Weapons-
verpine shattergun
Blaster sniper rifle
hunting knife

Other-
basic first aid kit,
food rations
Ammo

Blood. Her shaking hand went to her shoulder. Her eyes watered against her will. This hurt. So bad. No exit wound. The bullet was still inside. Even better. She was, in a word, karked.
With her teeth she tore off a length of gauze and stuffed it up against her wound, using medical tape to hold it there. It was crude, but it might hold up long enough to set her rifle up. That was her order. Bring the one who shot her, down. She tested the fingers on her left hand. They obeyed her with some reluctance. Good enough.

As she'd practiced hundreds of times, she brought her rifle up, leaning against the side of the ledge to steady it. Look for the blur. The.. oh. Oh! She found it. She lined up in the scope, and breathed in deep just as her father taught her. When she exhailed, she fired.

That was when he heard the order to retreat.

"Mal, did you hear that?," she shakily asked, readying for another shot, "I think... I think you and the others should go. I can cover you all from here while you escape. But don't wait for me. I'll slow you down. "

She glanced at her shoulder. She was already bleeding through her bandage. Shots rang out again, sputtering the concrete behind her.

"Tell Lorane I'm okay. Tell him I'll see him soon. "

She was lying again.

 

[Rapax]

Location: Corriders out of the loading area
Objective: Time to change new spots
Allies; Prime
Enemies: [member="Kadala Skirata"]
Weapon/Equipment: Nagas two lightsabers ,Hidden blade, two acidic poisoned dauntless blades, the blade of satvas.

When [member="Connor"] Garon jumped in it caught him by surprise for a moment barely giving him time to react to the shot gun barrage that was coming his way. He leaped off the platform connor was on to avoid the barrage. He snarled before bolting off from the loading area, He had the new scent to deal with ....Right now those 2 would prove to be too much for him right now. He will face the scent he was tracking for awhile before the fight with the Garons he bolted off leaving those two mandalorians alone for now. It was better not to fight a nest of mandalorians and live....then to try and fight a hundred mandalorians at once and fall. For now he wanted to face the scent he caught before...and if he cannot wait for his prey to come to him...then he shall come to them.....one way or another

 

[Vuhan Chen]

Location: Mandalorian Staging Area
Allies: Mandos. [member="Jarell"] [member="Strider Garon"] [member="Rawnie Tal'verda"] Kadala Skirata [member="Malcom Renolds"] [member="Aedan Miles"]
Enemies: Primeval
Gear:

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Force Mask,
Vortex 8 Gauge
x2 Sub machine guns
Terentatek Hide Trench Coat
Basic blast vest
Ion class personal shield device

Watching the Sith run away Conner shook his head and could understand why he had decided to split, taking on a swarm of mandos just didn't happen in the galaxy and Conner was kind of relived that [member="Darth Rapax"] wasn't one of those Sith who fucked up and then doubled down on their fuck ups by trying to prove they could handle something they clearly couldn't in the given situation. So Conner with his shield coming back online in case any snipers wanted to take a shot at him. Soon after he began to load the tube on his shotgun as jogged over to his father taking cover by his crashed speeder.

"I hope you're ok old man because we got a long day ahead of us. You rally the men, you're the field marshall." Conner said as he leaned against the broken scrap of metal and rocks.

"I'll go secure the exfil point." Conner lifted up shotgun and with his free arm gave his dad a quick hug.

"Love you dad." And with that Conner showed a single ounce of emotion and left to the factory to secure the extraction point.

Running up the ramp where speeders loaded their goods into the building, he entered the loading docks and marked his HUD where the exfiltration point was. They had to get out of there right the hell now before actual heavy hitters started showing up to the party.

 

[Malcom Renolds]

Location: Mando staging area
Objective: Capture a prisoner and get the kriff out of dodge
Allies: [member="Doctor Azure"] | [member="Rawnie Tal'verda"] | [member="Jarell"] | [member="Darth Mudrac"] | [member="Aedan Miles"]
Enemies: Primeval - [member="Damien Daemon"]

Well he had to give his target this much, he wasn't going down easy. But with more and more mean piling in above and all around him, even this guys wouldn't be able to live for very long. But Malcom had a different plan. Forward operatives usually had some intel. If he could force a surrender, they might be able to take this guy alive. Malcom dove behind some cover to avoid getting hit by a furry of blaster rounds as the enemy desperately fought to stave off the mandos closing in on his position. It was then He heard the tell tale report of a heavy repeater of some kind humming out a stream of bullets on the targets position. He wouldn't have much time to pull this off, so he'd have to move fast.

It was then he heard Rawnie come back over the comm. A dark frown crossed his face upon hearing her words. He didn't immediately respond, but did without much hesitation. "Copy that Rawnie...give 'em hell." He had absolutely zero intention of leaving her behind. But first things were first. He turned toward her husband after turning the comm and SSD off. "You!" He yelled pointing to the chiss who's name still escaped him. "We haven't heard back from command. I need you to get back to our main body of troops. Tell 'em we are falling back and will be rejoining up with them soon, hopefully with a prisoner. Report they they'll need to be prepared to hold a force user if we can nab him. And so help me if you argue with me or your wife on this matter, I'll give give you another black eye. We don't have any men to spare and you are all that's left to relay the message." His tone was stern an unyielding. "Don't worry. I'll get everyone out of here...everyone!" Malcom didn't need to explain who he was talking about, instead simply gave him a reassuring nod before turning back to the battle.

Without waiting for an acknowledgement, he turned his comm and SSD back on and army crawled out of cover and toward the target who was being forced to take cover as he was completely surrounded by no less than five Mandalorians, possibly more. Finally being able to get a glimpse of the man who had shed the cloaking coat for flexibility and speed, he took careful aim. Forcing himself to control his breathing, he switched the rifle to the tranq dart portion of his gun. Taking in a final breath, he held it and sent a tranq dart flying toward the mans neck. Hopefully with the ysalamir on his back and being rather close range, the target would never see it coming....hopefully.