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Legend of the Hidden Temple [SJO Dominion of Chalacta Hex AD-33]

[member="Iturizu Yuvie"] [member="Varindar Asyt"] [member="Sala'dine"]

Where was Aly? Well she had already gone into the building. Was it too late to tell her not to touch any more tech?

“What”, a huge grin danced across Aly’s lips!

Over a door it read maintenance department.

Aly opened the door and went inside.
 
In their pursuit of the Sith, across the stars, the Mandalorians adopted a scorched earth policy. Dromund Kaas was only recently built, if only slightly, better than before. Preliat had burned worlds to stop the Sith. He had survived countless horrors they inflicted. He did not understand the force. He never would. It's intricacies, it's fallacies, it's logic defying ways. How it defied the Mandalorian Gods, and what the Mando'ade held dear.

And he knew what this place was, without truly knowing. He knew that it was wrong. That it was evil. In their attempt at discovery, in the pursuit of knowledge and to understand the galaxy, they stumbled into the abyss. Darkness is where light had once been, and had fallen victim to shadow. This place was blackness. Evil incarnate.

And the Jedi were more in danger than he. The Sith could twist their minds, affect them in more ways than they could him. By birthright, the force could not twist his mind. Preliat's steps were measured as he walked to the holocron were silent, as was the space occupied by them all.

Preliat crouched near the holocron, and whispered as his olive-toned hand wrapped it's hands around the holocron.

<"Suum ca'nara.">1

He stood up, holding the vile contraption in his mighty hand.

<"Tion'ad hukaat'kama?">2

The light inside had gone out. He wondered if whatever was inside knew his language.

"You cannot twist my mind as you do the others. You do not scare me- Sith."

Mandalorian accents had not changed in a millennia when spoken in basic. His was no different.


1. "Rest easy now." Telling the holocron to be easy, to relax.

2. "Who's watching your back?" Mandalorian phrase, usually a thinly-veiled threat to ask what a person could do if the person asking would cause them harm. In this case, Preliat smacking it or something.

[member="Darth Immortus"] l [member="Stephanie Swail"] [member="Sky'ito Yumi"] l [member="Zavii"] l [member="Zora Djo"] l [member="Cassius Droma"]
 

Sala'dine

Admiral of the Ghost Fleet
[member="Alyisa Mithel"]

Sala'dine looked around, seeing the others move off was one thing but she had lost track of the pilot for the ship.. sure she could fly her own ship back to the shadow but she was an admiral.. she shouldn't have to fly her own ship. She had command of proper pilots for them while she was loking around and saw one fo the doors off to the side starting to close.... "Good as any." She slipped a hand to the small latch of leather on her holster and slipped into the door without making much of a sound to at least make sure that Aly had back up. If there was a danger one person would be at risk but the other at least could warn the others before they were attacked. "Alyisa please tell me you didn't run into a dark room alone on a world with possibly dangerous and hostile forces..... also slavers who would put you in a pleasure house if given half a chance.
 
Objective: Cloak-and-dagger
Location: Chalacta
Allies: [member="Iturizu Yuvie"] [member="Sala'dine"] [member="Alyisa Mithel"]

"The administrative computing equipment is to be seized, and all records pertaining to the astronautical activities, such as baggage and freight handling, passenger and spacecraft departures and arrivals, are also to be seized" she told the Mirialan over comms before she got started hauling some slaves.

Of course, since the detention block was too small to hold all 200 slaves, some slaves were also held in the maintenance areas, both for building maintenance and for spacecraft maintenance. In fact, since the slave detention block was near the spacecraft maintenance hangar, Alyisa also entered that hangar in question, where an alternate opening to the tarmac could be found. Meanwhile, the rangers were hauling the slaves to a separate area on the tarmac, where some of them awoke and others in the hangar being locked up in padlocked cages where spare spacecraft parts were held, away from the tools. A little dangerous perhaps but that's more of an issue of slave overpopulation than anything else. Poor slaves: something's not right with the slavers' methods, she thought, while igniting her lightsaber to cut open the padlock of the parts cage, revealing more slaves sleeping amid dead insects and spacecraft parts but without restraints. They seemed to prefer to put baggage handlers or gate agents in the parts cages and not the spacecraft mechanics, given their uniforms that just aren't those of spacecraft mechanics.

"Quick, before they awaken: bring the remainder to the tarmac"
 

Iturizu Yuvie

Be carfule what you wish for
Objective: Slavers
Peps: [member="Alyisa Mithel"] [member="Varindar Asyt"] [member="Sala'dine"]
Post: 4

"Roger that, nothing will be left behind", he replied to Varindar, making sure that the rangers had rounded up anything electronic, even having to help but away some computers from the walls, still not a dangerous as the fire Alyisa started, that girl had some wild methods. "All secure and ready for storage, do you need any help with the slavers, or is it break time"? With two sting operations done in a row and the shadow full of slave and detained slavers there should not be any more major operations on the table unless there was a back up ship or Silver Jedi did not need sleep. Perhaps though he should concentrate on finishing up this current task, surely many of the slave would be startled upon waking up, and a slave riot was not something he wanted to deal with now.
 
[member="Iturizu Yuvie"] [member="Varindar Asyt"] [member="Sala'dine"]

What did Aly find after going into the maintenance area? A room full of rangers carting out unconscious slaves? It felt so anticlimactic Aly’s shoulders slumped and she let out a huge sigh. No danger, nothing to do. The only thing exciting she got to do was catch a door on fire?

Aly turned quickly. There it was again. It sounded like beeping. It was a droid further inside the maintenance room. Aly went to go check it out.
 

Sala'dine

Admiral of the Ghost Fleet
[member="Alyisa Mithel"]

Looking at Sly as Sala'dine came up behind her. Here in the room there was not much going on when she spoke. "You shouldn't go off alone Alyisa." She said it but had a hand over her saber on her hip just in case. No risk yet but the Admiral was watching when she heard the sound and moved around. "What... no where was that." it sounded like a droid she was certain about it but where to go and look." The admiral was moving quickly and reached out focusing he force itself so she would be able to find the electronic signature of a droid. To feel it as it were instead of looking for where there was no life or things to find.
 
His hand froze in place as an invisible vice clamped around his arm. Fingers shook and his arm lightly wove around, like a magnet being repelled by another magnet of equal strength. The sound of Stephanie’s call echoed in Cassius’s mind, but it was almost as if he didn’t hear it, or rather, didn’t care to. He was so close… so… close…

Zora had heard the sudden shout from their friend, however, and with the darkness combined, she tripped. The holocron went with her, and in a flash, Cassius came out of whatever spell he was under. Like being suddenly pulled from the water, he was still wet, in a sense – the effect wasn’t instantaneous, but it certainly had less hold on him now than it did before.

Now, his focus was on Zora. As Sky’ito went to her side, Cassius knelt on the opposite side, grabbing her hand. She was awake, which was good – the chance for brain trauma went up considerably if consciousness was lost. He tried to reach out with the Force to scan her for any serious injuries, but found that with the swirling emotions, the lingering effects of the trance, and his own dwindling connection to the Force, he found it difficult.

More people came into the chamber, and Cassius could feel the presence from the holocron extinguish like a blown-out flame… or had merely hidden itself. The other man with them – Mandalorian, by his accent – picked up the ancient repository of knowledge. Cassius didn’t know this man, so therefore, he didn’t trust him, but perhaps he was the best among them to hold the device at the moment. So far, the only two people that had touched it were non-Force sensitives. Who knows what would have happened if Cassius had actually gotten his hands on it?

He briefly looked to the pedestal, listened to the chamber around them – there didn’t seem to be any adverse effect to removing the holocron. That being said, it probably wanted to be taken.

“We have to get out of here,” Cassius breathed out, reaching to his belt with his free hand and grabbing his commlink. Raising it to his lips, he spoke, “Tee-Four? Tee-Four, spool up the engines. We’re leaving soon.” All he was met with was intermittent bursts of static, so the message probably didn’t go through. Regardless, the time to leave was now.

Looking down to Zora, he asked, “Can you walk?” He wasn’t above carrying her out of here. Anyone could hear the almost desperate panic in his voice. The fact that he had walked so close to the line, and had to be yanked back from it had certainly rattled him. Fear was still radiating off of him like a heating coil.

[member="Zora Djo"] | [member="Gianna Aegis"] | [member="Stephanie Swail"] | [member=”Sky'ito Yumi”] | [member="Elisea Korrado"] | [member="Darth Immortus"] | [member="Preliat Mantis"] | [member="Zavii"]
 
Objective: Cloak-and-dagger
Location: Chalacta
Allies: [member="Iturizu Yuvie"] [member="Alyisa Mithel"] [member="Sala'dine"]

"Bring the rest of the slaves to the tarmac: there are still some slaves in the maintenance area. As for extra sting operations, there aren't any on schedule until we have found additional clues inside the evidence we are collecting here"

After the Mirialan secured all the relevant records that could contain evidence, Alyisa and Iturizu would find that other slaves were being chaperoned by a droid that was, in fact, busy cleaning up the mess left behind by dead insects in the fumigation's wake. As anticlimactic as it was, the droid was just doing its job to clear out the infestation, and there was a mound of dead insects near the droid, as well as slaves with insect stings all over the place. But those slaves would awaken to insect stings, those who stung their last while they were sleeping. For sure compared to Jakku, Chalacta was much less exciting, but she couldn't complain since the operation was a success this time around. And hopefully a plan to relocate them, either on Chalacta or elsewhere, would be enacted, since they still need to make the most out of their newfound freedom. The slaves on the tarmac have begun awakening, and seeing the slavers en route to being brought to justice was a sigh of relief to them, especially since they are now flown away from the spaceport to go somewhere else while they await trial or make ttheir plea deals.

"Where are we? What happened?" a slave asked upon awakening.

"You are on the spaceport's tarmac while the slavers that ran the spaceport are under our custody. We are setting you free"
 

Iturizu Yuvie

Be carfule what you wish for
Objective: Slavers
Peps: [member="Alyisa Mithel"] [member="Varindar Asyt"] [member="Sala'dine"]
Post: 5

"I see, let me help comfort the slaves in the mean time, I know something about waking up in a completely different area after blacking out", he replied helping arrange the sleeping slaves in a more manageable manner, the makeshift cots lined up in a neat and tidy manner. Feeling through the force he could sense many of the slaves coming back to the world of the living, small groans echoing through the room, the rangers and Varindar went tending to those in immediate need.

"Also if it is allowed would I be able to participate in file extraction of these data centers"? he asked bending down to the nearest slave as they woke up, "hmh, so you are awake, do not panic your safe, tell me how do you feel, are you hurt"? The slave seemed to just open their mouth, closing it and repeating the action over and over again like a fish out of water, "what, where, how"? "shhshhshh, just rest don't panic, all will be explained in time". The former slave gave a small nod, Yuvie going around to different people as they woke up, getting them to relax before moving to the next, a slow process but bit by bit everyone was becoming comfortable.
 
Lifting her head slightly, Zora brought her free hand up to rub the back of her head. As Sukai knelt at her side, she attempted a small nod. “Yes, I think so.” She answered, pushing herself up to sit. But as she did so, she found that the holocron was now being lifted from her hands by Preliat. Once it had parted from her grip, she could scarcely see it glint in the dark room. But, something was different now.

The holocron was now longer glowing as it had been. It was seemingly lifeless now.

“I broke it, didn’t I?” Zora asked, hand still cradling the side of her head.

Of course, her first real expedition would end in utter disaster – a possible head injury and a precious artifact likely ruined by her fall. Some of her fellow archivists had laughed when she had mentioned she was going out on an adventure. Her humiliation would likely give them an even bigger laugh.

Blinking, her eyes squinted in the direction of Cassius. Leaving so soon?

“Erm,” Feeling her way to the nearest wall, she used it to help bring herself back to standing. Making sure her glasses were firmly in place on her face, she nodded. “Y-yes, I’ll be fine. I can walk.”

She didn’t want to be a burden. Bending at the waist, she felt around her ankles for the case she’d dropped and also retrieved her light. This time, she would go carefully. Zora shivered slightly, as though a cold breeze had cut through her. Now that she was on her feet, she did feel just a tad wobbly. Her head felt the faintest bit foggy now, but Zora was sure it was nothing to really worry about.

[member="Cassius Droma"], [member="Darth Immortus"], [member="Preliat Mantis"], [member="Sky'ito Yumi"], [member="Zavii"]
 
[member="Iturizu Yuvie"] [member="Varindar Asyt"] [member="Sala'dine"]

“Yes, it is coming for over there”, Aly pointed into the direction for Sala’dine. It was towards the back of the maintenance room, or we should say rooms. The main room did have a feel of a warehouse. All the containers and people tucked away in cages. Good thing there was Rangers in the room helping to get some the slaves out.

Aly darted back into the direction the droid noises came from.

The thrill of excitement was coursing through Aly. When she came around the corner her excitement came to a crashing halt. The droid….it was just a common maintenance droid cleaning up dead bugs. Defeated, poor Aly’s shoulder slumped. There was no danger. Not even one blaster shot. She could almost cry!
 

Sala'dine

Admiral of the Ghost Fleet
[member="Alyisa Mithel"]

Sala'dine could sense her disappointment in no danger or intrigue.. blasters would have been the way to go while she was moving and letting the force reach out though while she raised an eyebrow. "Don't worry Alyisa there will be other chances for excitement. See look they have anything else here." She said it though while looking at one or two parts of it. The droid certainly seemed interesting though whens he spoke. "Strange though the droid didn't revert to stand by with everything going on. usually ev en cleaning droids return to their alcoves to shut down and go to stand by mode until receiving all clear orders.
 
Objective: Cloak-and-dagger
Location: Chalacta
Allies: [member="Iturizu Yuvie"] [member="Alyisa Mithel"] [member="Sala'dine"]

There was only one reason why Alyisa could be made to feel as if she was crying: the stun gas mixed in with the insecticides made any of those who posed real threats fall asleep, all of which were organics. It appeared that the slavers didn't trust droids for their safety, especially since they knew the underworld was heavy on slicers. But with all the slaves being safe, something wasn't right with the cleaning droid: it was somehow cleaning in expectation of just fumigation. Yet fumigation alone was not the end of the story in this particular instance. Iturizu asked her a question about data extraction from the centers: he was there on Jakku, he also agreed to take part in this sting operation on Chalacta, so maybe he had a history against slavers in general. It's much like why Elianne intended to become a forensic accountant: she anchored the high school team vs. me anchoring the hotel team, she thought, while trying to ascertain the motives leading Iturizu to take part in sting operations. By now, however, it was a question of slaves awakening and hungry so that the first order of business for Sala'dine would be to provide them with food. And, of course, the cleaning droid had free reign to complete the cleanup of the maintenance areas.

"You may be allowed to participate in the data extraction from the data centers, under supervision of course"
 
[member="Varindar Asyt"] [member="Sala'dine"] @Iturizu Yuvie

Aly’s disappointment was short lived! As Aly and Sala’dine had approached the droid it started to let of a stun gas. Aly was not that close to the droid. She did have a little reaction time.

Aly slightly turned putting her head a little further out of the path of the gas while unclipping the her helmet and placing it on. Aly was safe from the stun gas. Did Sala’dine have her pilot’s helm with her?

Aly reacted out of instinct; she dodged over to swoop Sala’dine into her arms. Her other hand in one smooth motioned unsheathed the ranger’s field pistol and shoot the droid who was trying to gas both her and Sala’dine.

Did Sala have a helmet with her? Hopefully Aly just did not try to catch Sala in her arms for no reason.
 

Sala'dine

Admiral of the Ghost Fleet
[member="Alyisa Mithel"]

Sala'dine was not expecting the gas as she didn't have a helmet but she had the force... breath control that would allow her to hold her breath with the gas there but she couldn't protect her eyes for a moment as she was in Aly's arms and felt heat in her face. Most lilely the tears forming from the gas stinging her eyes.. yes that had to be it.. innocently and all. She was moving and had her blaster but it wouldn't be very good to try and fight with it while she was moving quickly though when she holstered it and looked where she could sense the pilot with a nod of her head. SHe was in protective armored uniform after all if anything she could use her uniform as a shield from fire and fire around her.
 
Losing is tempoary, giving up is permanent.
Sukai gave a worried star at the mando as he grasped the holocron, but had come to the same conclusion as [member="Cassius Droma"] that it would be best to have the Sith artifact a non force users hands like [member="Preliat Mantis"], despite her past experience with similar items. Even so the dark feeling coming from the man and just the general unfamiliarity made her a little suspicious about his new owner ship of the holocron. Even if was reaffirming that no Sith could have control over him one could never be sure, the dark side and Sith entrapped in this place could very well be stronger then first thought.

Nearby she could hear the panicked words from Droma, urging everyone to pack up and leave, but Sukai put them to the side, concentrating on making sure [member="Zora Djo"] had not received any lasting damage. Thankfully things seemed fine, well for the most part, but better to be safe then sorry, Sukai grasping her amulet, sliding it around her head and offering it to the woman, "just put this on for a few moments, if not healing anything will make you feel better". Said amulet was infused with the force and helped healed a users, though at peak efficiency when used with the force it would still work on the likes of Zora.

"But what Droma said should be headed, this place reeks of the dead and lost, it would be best for us to return later with a master of some kind, we have the holocron, and I have picked up the ring and Saber from that fallen person, I would say such is an interesting find". "If need be we may spend some more time trying to acquire more records, but lingering to long may be our down fall, but that is just my opinion, if anyone has a better idea I would like to hear it out".
 
Where there was once light, now darkness was all that remained. This holocron had been his prison for over six hundred years. For centuries he had been tormented by its oppressive walls, his soul yearning to break free at the first chance he had. All he needed was to connect with a lifeform that was not strong enough in the Force to ward off his presence - and nearly all the energy he could summon.

Even if Darth Immortus could understand [member="Preliat Mantis"]' dialect, he would not have wasted energy responding to such taunts. The primitive locution of the Mandalorian tongue would not assuage his will to be free.

Nothing would. He felt contact with [member="Zora Djo"], a contact with her soul that could not be broken, and by the time she had gathered her wits again it was already too late. The holocron was empty; the six-hundred-year prison was cast aside contemptuously.

Darth Immortus had found a new host.

[member="Cassius Droma"] [member="Sky'ito Yumi"]
 

Iturizu Yuvie

Be carfule what you wish for
Objective: Chill and Nexflix
Peps: [member="Alyisa Mithel"] [member="Varindar Asyt"] [member="Sala'dine"]
Post: 6

Yuvie stared with a odd gaze when Alysia and the Sala'dine woman ran off somewhere else, something about a droid? Most likely just some matinee droid or machine, what else would be around here, maybe some slaver security droid but those where often kept for there main basses just in case they where caught and used as evidence. Even so it was not her problem, more focused on making sure all the slaves where doing well and the recovered tech was secure and ready for processing. "Of course, I am willing to follow any rules or regulations that you have in place, I would just like t put my technical skills to use, best to keep then sharp and on edge for any future challenges".
 

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