Let's Cause Trouble!

[Zip]

Lothal, Zip didn't much like outer rim planets much, but when work called, he had to book it. The teen would smile as he walked the streets of Kothal a settlement, he had been there once for a Grav-ball match a while back...Of course he dropped the ball and lost the match, but whatever that didn't matter at the moment. He would reach into his duffle bag and pull out three letters each one containing the same info:

Dear Interested Person,
If you are interested in freeing innocent people, meet me in an alleyway just off Sabercat's Tooth
-Z

He would smile as he placed them in obvious places...He wasn't one for too much secrecy. He would then make his way to the Sabercat's Tooth, it was a small cantina. He walked by it and straight into the alleyway. He would then sit on a crate waiting for whoever was interested enough to meet him.

"ZipZipzipzip...whatToDo?" He would say quickly as he straightened up his jeans jacket.

The job was to free a small settlement outside Kathol from pirate's and such.

[member="Stardust Raxis"]
[member="Kel Novastar"]
[member="Dish"]

 

[Dish]

Dish didn't have a home anymore, he lacked a cause, a purpose, or anything, all he had was the gradually degrading suit of armor which he stashed in the room he'd been renting out, the weapons stashed with it (Aside from a pistol at his side), and nothing more. Entering the alley the man cast an imposing figure, everything about him screamed military, and likely special forces. The clone was both of those things and more, but most importantly he wasn't one to let innocent lives be taken, not anymore that was.

Looking to the teenaged [member="Zip"] who waited atop a crate, Dish couldn't help but cock an eyebrow, the boy was too young, biologically anyway, to be going off to play hero. More likely than not he would get himself killed, and DG-52 knew already there would be no telling this one to walk away to let him handle it. The kid was gonna be just another casualty in the galaxy so far as Dish could see, but maybe he'd be wrong. Life surprised him sometimes.

"You the one who sent the letter?" The soldier questioned gruffly.

 

[Stardust Solus Skirae]

[member="Zip"]
[member="Dish"]
Stardust, queen pilot force user expecting mother and mandalorian

A women of many titles, she visited lethal to set up some trade agreements with lothal, her planet and lothal had large amounts of food, so she included that in her stops and agreed to give half to the lothal people that she earned from delivering

However when she exited, she looked to the rught and saw a letter, she took it and looked it over, quickly she moved to the area, she stepped in as she looked to the two

Little party we got eh?

 

[Kel Novastar]

Freeing innocent people wasn't necessarily his usual job, but he'd been done more unusual jobs than that if the creds were just about right. That aside, his current situation was a bit tricky, mostly because his ship was experiencing mechanical problems and he was a tad short of the creds to get it fixed. With that in mind, he was pretty much willing to do whatever jobs he could find in order to get off the backwater world that he absolutely deplored being on. After a bout of wandering around the town in search of non-menial jobs, he'd eventually come across a letter that possessed the type of information that could potentially end in payment. It was a long shot, but he figured he might as well check it out and see if it was legit.

With his hands dug into his pants pockets, Kel took his time heading to the meeting sight in question as he walked from the opposite end of the town towards the cantina. Three individuals greeted his eyes, and he casually appraoched them with the usual nonchalant vibe that seemed to always accompany him everywhere. Gazing between the three of them for a few moments, eventually he'd speak up after sizing up everyone who was present. "I take it we're all here for the job." He'd slip his hands out of his pockets, letting them casually rest at either side.


[member="Zip"]
[member="Stardust Raxis"]
[member="Dish"]

 

[Zip]

Zip grew restless as he waited. His restlessness was not eased when a shadow was casted town the alleyway, he looked up and it was a soldier. Or was. The man had asked him a question and he would smile, he asked if he had sent the letter. Zip would not his head up and down rapidly, then he would suddenly stop. Soon after a woman would appear, she was green...Green! Zip chuckled, he had never really had much contact with other species so he was exited. Then again, when was he not excited.

She threw out a statement that made Zip frown. "Party...Nononono miss This is not a party. ThoughThereWillBeABitOfFun" he would say, he was secretly observing the two, the way they carried themselves, the lady seemed to be carrying herself a bit higher, yet she had a caring feeling. The male was a well disciplined person, obviously a soldier.

A man would make his way down the alley, not the soldier, but someone else. He guessed everyone was there for the job.

The teen would hope off the crate and rub his hands. "Good.... Goodgoodgood" he would start as he looked between them.

"My name is Zerrik. ButMyFriendsCallMeZipOrZ...SomeCallMeFumbles...IDontKnowWhyThough." he would continue. He fix his duffle bag.

"ISentTheLetter." He said, but took a breath and slowed down a bit.

"I...Got...Some...Intel...Saying....That..... Pirates....Are..... Terrorising.....A.... Settlement......And.... Forcing....Them....To....Work...." He would say as if talking to a child.

"WeNeedToHelpThem" he would say reverting to his quick speech.

The teen pulled off his duffle bag. "ThisIsForTheirShips." He would say as he opened it up revealing thermal detenators.

"AnyQuestions?....." He'd ask.

"OH wait.... What's YourGuys'Names?"
[member="Kel Novastar"]
[member="Stardust Raxis"]
[member="Dish"]

 

[Dish]

The kid was on edge to say the least, or perhaps he was just hyper. What he would describe to them was typical of the Outer Rim, an unfortunate truth, but a truth nonetheless. Rolling his shoulders the soldier listened quietly, the others who arrived, force users, would find that they could not sense him in the force, it was as if nothing was there at all.

As the boy pulled the bag out and showed the explosives, the soldier chuckled, he'd have to go get his kit for this one, do his best to not let the boy get mowed down. But then again, if the boy, Zip, could move as fast as he talked then perhaps Dish wouldn't need to save him. The other two put Dish on edge, he didn't much like force users, Jedi, Sith, or otherwise. For the most part they'd all brought him varying degrees of pain and suffering, perhaps Jorin was right about them to an extent.

"DG-52." He stated bluntly, not offering anything more than his most recent designation in the GAR. He wondered if either of these other two had been enemies of the Republic, or would've been before the fall? Not that it mattered, he wasn't going to attempt to settle old vendettas today, not yet anyway.

[member="Zip"]
[member="Kel Novastar"]
[member="Stardust Raxis"]

 

[Stardust Solus Skirae]

She raised a browser at his fast talking self, truly a odd yet unique thing

Next she looked to the man who she could not feel at all, force dead...not a odd think for sure she has met many who was force dead, she simply nodded her head and listened, she looked at the dets and gave a nod with a smile

Seems like the standard bang bang huh, use these stop them from leaving and cull em

She said and cleared her throat

I am stardust raxis, queen of imahalyan Riiduur to alor raxis veteran of combat and a master in the force, but yall may call me star if you wish
@Dish@Zip@Kel Novastar

 

[Kel Novastar]

Peering between the three of them for a short while, Kel would remain silent as the introductions began to follow after the teenager brought out the bag of detonators. He appeared to be roughly around the same age as he was, but it wasn't all that odd for Kel to be perceived as older than he truly was. After allowing all three to finish speaking first, the ball passed into his court for him to do his own introduction. An odd predicament to be in, sure, but he wasn't necessarily afraid to give out his name. "Kel is fine." He'd reply, offering a casual nod to go along with it as well.

Of note, although, was the alien woman in their presence who introduced herself as a master of the force. Considering she was taking on a job of this nature, he assumed she wasn't a Jedi specifically of any known organization, but it was still a rather awkward situation to be in. He took extra effort to mask his presence, even more-so than he was already attempting to do so before.

Returning his attention back to Zip, he crossed his arms as he waited to see what their next move would be. "I suppose i'm ready whenever you three are." Not necessarily wanting to hurry things up, but simply standing around and getting to know eachother wasn't necessarily what he'd came there for. Not to mention that the three of them were...interesting, to say the least. The sooner they got the job over with, the quicker their paths could separate.

[member="Zip"]
[member="Stardust Raxis"]
[member="Dish"]

 

[Zip]

The teen would look at the one called DG Fifty Two. He was odd, especially since he had a combo of letters and numbers in his name. He would then shake his head as his attention was drawn to that of Stardust who had commented on the detenators. A grin would plaster his face, the drama club enthusiast would scratch his head and hoist up his bag. "Haha Yes! StandardBoom!" He said

He would peer around once more, this time bringing his gaze to that of the man who came late. He was an odd one, perhaps even more odd than that of the green woman, or even the man with numbers in his name. The boy obviously carried himself differently...He seemed almost as reserved as the soldier. He would feel his hands twitch. The man seemed to be starting to go.

Zip's duffle bag sat comfortably around his back. As he bent down to check his shoe laces. "Okayokayokay..If you guys are ready followme." He would rush the ending of his sentence as he bolted out of the alleyway and towards a house. He jumped on a box and pulled himself up to the house's flat roof. He would look to the three and grin.

"The place isn't far." He yelled as he jumped from roof to roof, making his way to the outskirts of Kathol.

Soon he would be on the edge of the town waiting on one of its last buildings. On the horizon was the settlement that contained the people that needed to be freed. He would look around to the grounp that had joined him.

"I say whenwegetthere let's charge in." His hands twitched a bit more.

He growled the strap of his duffle bag a bit tighter.

[member="Dish"]
[member="Stardust Raxis"]
[member="Kel Novastar"]

 

[Dish]

In the time it took Zip to reach the outskirts, Dish swung buy his room at the inn located relatively close to the cantina, grabbed his kit, and tracked down the young boy whilst carrying the bags of equipment with him. In reality, much of his armor was already on him, spare his helmet and all the plating for his arms and shoulders, after all the scorched crest of the Republic would draw unwanted attention, and his helmet was his helmet. Without a word Dish clambered onto the roof behind Zip, unzipping the bags and latching his armor into place and drawing out his weaponry. Casting a glance at the boy he shook his head, he still wondered if this was a good idea. Slowly lifting his helmet from the bag, DG-52 slid the thing on over his head, the grim visage on his visor becoming the face that the world saw when it looked at him.

Bringing out a DC-18 rifle and a scattergun, as well as an assortment of blades the soldier looked to the boy who suggested outright charging the town. "No. You'll get killed with that approach. We're outnumbered significantly as well as outgunned, I'd suggest we play this smart." He stated in response to Zip. The group was by no means not capable of taking down these slavers, but it was going to be harder than it needed to be if they did things head first.

"We need a distraction to draw their attention, for starters," He began, looking to [member="Stardust Raxis"], the master force user no doubt had the capability to hold off those who held this town and could operate as a distraction without need of being rescued.

"Then we need someone to get in fast and plant those detonators," He continued, looking to [member="Zip"] this time.

"And finally we need the two left to pick off their thinned out forces, then flank whatever remains of the forces sent after the distraction." Dish finished, his gaze shifting to [member="Kel Novastar"], who had something about him that said "killer", more so than either of the other two, and that would be essential.

"Just my thoughts."

 

[Stardust Solus Skirae]

@Zip@Dish
stardust gave a smile, she made her way quickly to her ship and armored up, she grabbed her sabers sword and westar as she then started for the outskirts

once she reached there she gave a smile and listned in, she secured the helmet to her head as she let a breath out and popped her neck

*dg is right, given its four of us his plan sounds solid, i have the gear to take a hit and dish out two fold of such, zip your pretty darn quick and you two serve the pincers and strike hard*

she said checking the westars

 

[Kel Novastar]

Kel seemed to be the only one who followed Zip off the bat, the others rushing off elsewhere to finish last minute things or get ready from what he assumed. An initial leap of immense proportions would send him leaping onto the first set of buildings, then what followed was his usual level of physical fitness which allowed him to keep up with Zip as he darted across the rooftops.

Upon reaching their meeting point, a quick scan if the area would reveal that they were quite heavily outnumbered. Kel wasn't worried, but he was a bit inclined to think that somebody like Zip was liable to get himself killed going into a situation like this. Once the rest of the party arrived, and Zip threw his plan out there, he was extermely inclined to believe he would get himself killed of given the chance to.

He wasn't opposed to going in there and attempting to kill all that stood in his way, but he was a different story from this...hyper-active adolescent peer of his. DG52, the one who came off as some sort of soldier, offered up a different and more tactical option than the head-first assault. It was smart, and there was no reason for him to think wrong of the plan. "Fine with me." He'd offer his input, which was essentially just a 'whatever you three decide' sort of response. Didn't matter much to him how they got the job done, as long as it got done-- casualties or not.

[member="Zip"]
[member="Dish"]
[member="Stardust Raxis"]

 

[Zip]

Zip looked around, first to [member="Dish"], who had brought his gear, the teen looked at it. He was ready for battle definitely. The man had suggested a better plan, a more tactical plan which Zip had agreed with completely, those slavers would be so surprised.

The teen listened as Stardust agreed with the soldier's plan, it wasn't a bad plan if a force master thought it was good. He would move his fingers rapidly as he looked to [member="Kel Novastar"], the teen had only said a few words, this put Zip off, to him it was like being in a play and only having two lines throughout the entire five acts.

"Um.....Hmmm okay let's go with your plan." He pointed to [member="Dish"] he would then pull off the duffle bag and toss it to the side. Soon after, his jacket would follow. He'd then reach into his bag and pull out a belt which he flipped on, he would then attach some of the thermal detenators onto it. The teen smiled as he stretched a bit. He'd reach back into his bag and pull out four comments, he'd had three out. Instantly he brought his own comm up to his mouth. "SoWeCanTalkWithoutBeingNextToEachOther." He'd say with a laugh as it echoed through each comm.

"WeReady?" He asked. But he waited for no answer and front flipped off the building. Once he hit the ground, he looked up to the group and waited.
[member="Stardust Raxis"]

 

[Dish]

Dish gave the teen a thumbs up, before switching his armor's internal communication network to the small device's channel and handed it back to the boy. He was sure Zip could sell it somewhere and grab a nice meal with the credits he got from it, after all Dish wouldn't need it. Dreadguard weren't a new phenomenon, but they were a dying one, they'd begun as Vong-shaped Fett clones of the CIS and eventually became the spearhead of Republic Special Forces, but they faded away until no one remained but him. The same applied to Jorin clones, those that were left, aside from him, now worked with his "father" as anti-force user terrorists. In both cases, he was the last one truly standing, the only one left trying to do any good, and that hadn't even been true for quite a time, but he'd just been following orders then.

The soldier motioned for the group to begin the attack, nodding to the master force user, she was up first. How she created a distraction was up to her, he didn't care, so long as it distracted the slavers long enough for Zip to plan the charges and for he and the other boy to move in. "Make sure you check your fire, we don't want to hit the people we're here to liberate." He said, making one addendum to his instructions before the engagement began. Four against what he guessed was upwards of 30 slavers, he almost felt sorry for the scum. Almost.

[member="Zip"]
[member="Kel Novastar"]
[member="Stardust Raxis"]

 

[Stardust Solus Skirae]

Stardust looked at the comm, she accepted it put of gratitude and linked it to her helmets comms, she spoke into it for a mic check

*alright I'm linked up folks*

She said as she followed her armor looked formidable and deadly, she looked around as she stopped and then gave a grin

*alright guys time to show you why I'm a dragon*

She said and started in a jog to the gate, she was immediately spotted, she stopped holdimg her hands up

*hey hey I'm just here to pass on through ya know just go in my way*

She said as she looked at the towers and men approching, once they were in range stardust removed her helmet and blue fire at them, causing them to fall back many in fire, soon a snap hiss and black and white sliced through them, her helmet back on her head she blocked blaster fire

@Dish@Kel Novastar[member="Zip"]

 

[Kel Novastar]

Kel was a bit surprised at her literal breathing of fire, which in turn set the guards at the gate on fire. It served as a proper distraction, though, as soon the attention of the men inside was focused solely at the gates for the time being. He followed after the other two companions of his who were waiting near the side of a wall, but took the opportunity to do what he'd came there to do-- and did best, to be quite frank.

Bending slightly at the knees, it was probably a bit foolsih of him to reveal such a feat, but it was the most mild of the ones he knew. He leaped high into the air, easily clearing the massive fence that blocked off the area from intruders, and landing dead in the middle of a small group of the slavers who were on high alert.

No words were said, and the look of confusion on their faces would only last for a few moments before he quickly slung the pistol on his hip out of its holster and let loose a series of bolts into their chests. Three corpses dropped to the ground, but the rest of the men inside were alerted to the presence of yet another individual attacking their forces.

If he was to be one of the pincers to this attack, he would make sure that the job was done well, and merciless at that. Several rifles were pointed at Kel, and the bolts were flew at him were dodged with a barrel roll behind a stack of metal containers. "If you're going to plant those explosives, have at it." He said over his comms before leaning from behind the containers and gunning down another man with several bolts hitting center mass.

"...Just don't die like an idiot." He'd add on, referring to Zips, of course. Not that he cared, he just didn't like seeing people die from stupidity. For now he'd serve as an extra means of killing off the slavers, and would await the other man to join in the combat.


[member="Zip"]

 

[Dish]

Faster than likely any had expected, Dish leapt upward, augmented strength propelling him most of the way up, his arms hoisting him over the remainder of it. He didn't waste too much time dumbfounded by the fact a woman was literally breathing fire, it was a big galaxy in which he had seen far stranger both in it and out. Coming down with unmatched fury, it only took a moment before the other shooters firing on [member="Kel Novastar"] suddenly went silent.

No blaster shots had come from him yet, instead as Dish landed far closer to the slavers than they would've liked, he bounded forward smashing the unprotected head of one into a duracrete wall with a crunch. Before the two others had time to react he shot over to one, and with brutal precision a vibroblade cleaved through the Twi'lek's throat, and before he had even hit the ground DG-52 had pushed the blade into the remaining slaver's skull. Without a word he shook off the blood and sheathed the weapon and unslung the DC-18.

Quickly he snapped up the rifle and let off several shots in quick succession, cutting down another pair of slavers as they rounded a corner. The procedure was routine, it was muscle memory, and the fact they were facing untrained slaves as opposed to disciplined soldiers made things all the more easy. All that remained was for [member="Zip"] to plant and detonate the charges, the rest was just a matter of mopping up. Casting a glance back to Kel he nodded in what could've possibly been approval at his work. Though he was a bit curious as to why he hadn't mentioned force sensitivity earlier. Regardless, right now they needed those charges planted so that they could get on with finishing off the scum.

[member="Stardust Raxis"]

 

[Zip]

Zip watched as the rest of the group assaulted the base. They cleared the fence easily, he watched for a second as the green woman began to breathe fire. "Wow" was all he cough out. The teen quickly shook his head as he made his way over the fence. The teen hit the ground running, stray blaster bolts would fly past him, the Hyperactive teen ducked behind a crate as a few bolts hit it. He would laugh as he heard [member="Kel Novastar"] over the comm, telling Zip not to act stupid Zip would pull the comm up to his mouth. "Sorry bu, but mom always told be I have a knack for getting into trouble." He would say, his speech was a normal pace, something he rarely showed. He laughed as he looked up from the crate, the ship was in the center of the town. He would duck as a few bolts hit the crate. He unhooked a detenator from his belt.

"HeyBaddies LookOut." He yelled as he shipped the thermal detenator at them, they were too surprised to run. Soon an explosion was heard. Zip would make his way out from the protection of the crate, and bolt to the small shuttle. He made his way to the ship. He would quickly unhooked a few thermal detenators and throw them into different parts of the ship. Once the outside was set, he made his way inside.

The inside of the ship was silent compared to the raging battle outside. He looked around the ship a bit, placing a detenator in the cargo bay, and a few in the various rooms. He made his way down the ship's ramp, he brought the comm up again.

"Bombs set." He'd say as he ran towards a building. He would crouch by its door and pull out the main detenation switch. He'd press it and the ship exploded in a large fire, parts flew everywhere, this has caused slavers look around in panick.

[member="Dish"]
[member="Stardust Raxis"]

 

[Stardust Solus Skirae]

She walked towards the little gate, stardust stopped as she placed her hand on both, the force flowed through her and into the cracks, soon stardust opened her eyes and the gate fell apart, the pirates stardust moving back but to late, stardust used the firce and through the chunks at them smashing and slicing the group

She entered as her Sabers came up again, she parried the blasters away with ease, pirates were stumbling over to get themselves away from the twilek

@Zip@Dish@Kel Novastar

 

[Kel Novastar]

[member="Dish"] would receive an absent-minded nod in return to his glance, if only to signify that Kel had a clear understanding on the role they were assigned to complete. The man was a warrior, that much was obvious. And the methods which he used to disperse the slavers was cold, albeit calculated and graceful all in the same tone. He'd occasionally seen his type on Nar Shadaa as mercenaries and the like, so it wasn't his first rodeo when dealing with his type of individual.

Kel would pop from cover in the moments when the fire had ceased to come his direction, his blaster making its way back into the quick-draw holster on his thigh before he withdrew that finely-crafted Longknife of his, a gift from his former master. Wielding the weapon underhanded, his eyes darted across the area at the individuals who were left. Still a good dozen, perhaps even almost close to a dozen and a half left. Regardless, they were scrambling to repel the intruders, but they had little chance of stopping the combined assault from the three individuals who clearly outclassed them.

Upon catching one with what appeared to be a rifle of sorts take his aim at DG52, Kel took off into a sprint, a force-assisted leap through the air sending him soaring forwards at the Twilek who was scrambling to avoid Kel at all costs. The blade within Kel's hands cleanly met the Twilek's flesh, several fluid motions having sliced the back of its neck and cut into its side before he himself barreled rolled across the ground and out of the way of more blaster fire.

He darted through the fire, which was random and untrained, with relative ease. Cutting a bee-line towards the shooter, the man initially seemed spooked enough to quit shooting, but managed to let off one final bolt as he regained his senses. But unfortunately for him, the Longknife within Kel's hands quickly striked through the air and sent the bolt flying off into the air, and Kel fell upon the man with merciless reciprocation. "You almost done in there?" He'd open up his commlink and ask [member="Zip"], who he assumed was setting up the explosives by then.

He rose to his feet by that point, and soon found himself throwing his arm forwards and releasing his longknife into the chest of another man who'd popped out of a corner to his right. After retrieving his blade, he continued to look around for whoever else was a threat. They'd all meet their end by the end of the night.