Public Meanwhile at the Legion of Pirates! (Pirate hangout in Mustafar)

[CETCOM]

The Surveillance Droids made way towards the surface , activating their Cascaders as they headed towards the Pirate Base. The Droids soon found their targets and began to split up examining the base from the outside and keeping a fair distance to not alert the pirates , but the arrival of the Ship would alert them to a degree and the Commissioner wished to enlist them as allies. After a few minutes the Droids completed their scans and beamed back information of the Base back to the Ship.

"Sir , the Droids have given us the result of their probe." The Captain said informing the Commissioner. "Good , what important information can we get as a result of this scan" the old man replied. "According to the scan , these pirates have multiple vessels at their disposal none of them being more then 505 Meters long." The Commissioner then turned around to a Politorate Agent who was accompanying him , who was looking at a Datapad. "What do you think about this Agent Ross. Do you think these Pirates can still be a valuable Asset for us?" The Commissioner asked. "Yes even despite their small force , they can still harass our intended targets in the Starbird Trade Spine and can potentially even serve our plans beyond Operation Hidden Cobra."

Satisfied , the Commissioner then faced the Captain. "Contact these Pirates. Tell them that that this ship holds a representative from a Private Intelligence Agency that intends to business with them and that we mean no harm to them." Then he left the Bridge followed by the Politorate Agent heading towards the Hangar of the Patrol Ship as the Captain sent a Transmission to the Pirates to inform them of their Intentions. With what forces these pirates had , they could be a great asset to be utilized as a proxy against the many obstacles that the Politorate faced along the Starbird Trade Spine.

Tags Ben Acrax | Cedric Grayson | Mordok The Fallen | Aaron Beskheart | Alyson Halle | R1-3G | 5-WCH (Switchblade) | Njal The Black | Alejandro Vizcaya | Darth Solipsis | Cord Starfall | Thia Sas | Visanj T'shkali | Skritch Scion ​

 

[Visanj T'shkali]

Tags: Thia Sas Ben Acrax Cedric Grayson Mordok The Fallen Aaron Beskheart Alyson Halle R1-3G 5-WCH (Switchblade) Njal The Black Alejandro Vizcaya

Visanj reached over and patted Cord Starfall ’s arm. “Shall we show them what Dagata promises is true?”

How fortunate, she thought, some poor misguided idiot has provided the perfect means of putting their money where their mouths had been.

Visanj smiled with a devil’s grin, “My dear Captain, did I mention the Mandos? Please, forgive my oversight, but Dagata has a notable Mandalorian contingent and darling Cord and I are planners, it’s what we do. I took the liberty of asking my friend, the Mandos Alor and one of Dagata’s leading citizens, to have a force standing by, for exactly such circumstances. Indulge me to show you the sorts of assistance we have promised?”

With that, Vis made a slight tug to her earlobe and spoke the words, “Bring the Beskar.” The signal was sent, and Shuklaar Kyrdol and his gilded legions would be coming soon to intercept the interlopers who wished to crash what Vis would truly call a ‘lovely gathering of kindred souls’.

“No Dagatan fights alone, and neither do their friends, which by your hospitality you have shown yourselves to be.” She said, sipping again at her scotch. “Although, I suspect that once the blood is done flowing, the lads will be thirsty. I was saving this to celebrate our agreement, but what the kark?” She touched her earlobe again, “Bring in the rest.”

Moments later, the droid porters brought another ten cases of Whyren’s.

 

[Aaron Beskheart]

Location: Crystal field

Aaron finally found the chadra-fan after after driving farther ahead from the pieces of metal left behind. After walking close into the scene and almost about to speak to Ben Acrax. Our furry friend was fighting some kind of monster that was as ugly as it was dangerous. It was sentient and foul, the beast could send jitters to even the strongest men. He saw as the chadra-fan failed to attack him with the pod racers' engine. He cubed it like he was shaping plasticine, the monster was powerful but it must have a weakness.

The pirate got closer to the chadra-fan and jumped towards the beast trying to get a hold of him, it would float backwards at high speed as Aaron chased it down through the crystalized area. Aaron took out his t'saber and launched an attack dashing forward and striking vertically down. The beast would easily move to the side and hit the pirate at his stomach by using his knee the moment Aaron missed his attack. As Aaron fell down, he decided to not use the t'saber and keep using his braler-style moves to try and take him down.

Both suddenly stopped and stared each other down as the tension rose and they were ready to attack each other. The creature flew towards Aaron and he ran towards it. Both grabbing each other by the shoulder. it seemed as it was only playing games with the pirate. The beast would soon realize that it should not underestimate him specially when there was a clever chadra-fan in the background while they sized strength by fists. He suddenly got the upper hand by grabbing the creature by its neck and slamming him down.

He soon would realize that it would only tickle it. The beast has not gotten serious yet.

"You will soon realize Our difference in power!" says the beast with a menacing aura.

Mordok The Fallen Alejandro Vizcaya Ben Acrax Visanj T'shkali R1-3G

 

[Crane Baxa]

Echo would stop in his tracks when he heard the roar of an engine close by and turned around, giving a sinister stare from behind as his four arms flex lightly. Flicking his lightsabers into an arc, giving a quick spin as he made a cross X up on top of his head to stop the strike downwards before attempting to kick him straight forward away from him to prevent such an attack. Going close to him to deliver a finishing blow, the large man seemed to grapple him and, not used to his new body yet, accidently dropped both lightsabers as it struggled quite badly as it was not a brawler!

Echo was then gripped by the neck, he tried to ball his fists to punch this mammoth of the man but it seemed to have no effect, as if he was a dead man walking! He was then lifted up into the air by his new neck and slammed down directly into the crystals as something sounded to have broke...but it was not the man, it was the crystals underneath them as the Chodru-Ji would suddenly disappear into the crystals. The Chadra-Fan would barely get up as he was quite injured and apparently was not used to heavy combat in this array as he screeched out and pointed behind Aaron Beskheart as the creature suddenly appeared behind and tried to grab the back of his head to slam it down!

Regardless of if it succeeded or not, it would quickly roll backwards to grab both of its lightsabers again to reignite as he seemed a bit aggravated with the tall man as he screamed and charged, trying to push both blades in a stab to impale Aaron where he stood as Ben tried to limp towards the Pod Racer, trying to get a secondary weapon.

"THIS DAY WILL BE MINE DEAD MAN!"

Visanj T'shkali Mordok The Fallen Alejandro Vizcaya Kahlil Noble Cedric Grayson Cord Starfall Thia Sas Skritch Scion Alyson Halle

 

[Kahlil Noble]

Location: West Hangers
Interacting With: Mordok The Fallen | Cedric Grayson Alyson Halle @Others?

Kahlil let out a long, exhausted sigh. Trying to reason with someone who was firm in their beliefs was hard enough, but now another who's view was firmly in the light meant even more confusion for the boy. Too many opposing voices to try and make sense to Wilhelm. So he fell silent, simply nodding in agreement that they should all had towards the meeting.

Well, actually. Now he was being told to.. Do something? Confusion settled in as Alejandro Vizcaya , a man he'd yet to actually meet, not only knew his name but started to bark out orders. "You want me to do.. What? I fly a freighter, not command a fleet. What is happening?"

 

[Strill Securities]

E'YARHAKYA​

Immediate Friendly Forces:​

• 2x SF/A-03 Jai'galaar-class Stealth Fighter-Bomber squadrons
• 2x SMF-04 Kyr'galaar-class Stealth Multi-role Fighter
• 2x SMFD-02 Gar Oya'karir-class Stealth Multi-role Droid Starfighter
• 1x SB-06 Ram'ser-class Super-Heavy Bomber

Ally Tag(s): Thia Sas | Ben Acrax | Cedric Grayson | Mordok | Aaron Beskheart | Alyson Halle | R1-3G | 5-WCH (Switchblade) | Njal The Black | Alejandro Vizcaya​

Enemy Tag(s): CETCOM​

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Thirty six craft moved together toward their target as one. Like Strill stalking their prey, they were quiet. Thrust trace dampened, IR suppressed vectral equipped engines combined with a reflec coated stesr'gar-stygian triprismatic polymer composite armored hull gave them a very small sensor profile. They kept their distance from their target, electronic warfare systems ready to be activated automatically by their Manda tactical battlenet modules should the system detect any attempts to target the craft it was mounted on, working in concert with the modules mounted on its fellow craft.​

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Vral Netra was aboard the lead Ram'ser super-heavy bomber, Ash'amur 1-1. Normally they'd be stationed aboard the Darasuum Morut, or the Cin Vhetiin, but today they'd received orders to provide escort for Visanj T'shkali and Cord Starfall on their 'diplomatic mission'. When Vral had first taken off to lead the operation, he'd been concerned that it'd be another milk run. After having seen the enemy ship on his long range sensors and having recieved the signal from Visanj T'shkali he now knew better, and he was more than ready to go to work.​

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The ship in question was a KDY manufactured Constance-class Patrol Ship, in use by the Galactic Alliance. It wasn't running a GA transponder code, however. That meant that there really were no problems with him blowing the shabla thing to haran and back. The thing was, he nor any of the other craft with him needed to even get close. They could sit at extreme range and engage with little fear of being engaged. "Ash'amur 1-1 to all callsigns. Tra'cyar mav. Repeat, tra'cyar mav! Send that shabuir to haran!"​

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Thirty two Tra'ragir-class Assault Baradium Missiles dropped off the wing hardpoints of the two squadrons of Jai'galaar-class fighter bombers. Not only did the fighter bombers that just engaged the patrol ship possess a small sensor profile at this range, but the etheric rudders, IR suppressed vectrals and reflec laced fiberplast coating of the Tibanna-X burning missiles they fired gave them a very small sensor profile as well. They were by no means undetectable, but at this range, they were certainly difficult to detect.​

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As a means to distract from the missiles, the eight Jai'galaar and Vral's four Ram'ser opened up with their RSM-01 Repeating Super-Heavy Mass-drivers, one on each Jai'galaar and two on each Ram'ser, a total of sixteen of the deadly anti-capital ship mass-drivers in total. Massive caliber alternately fired high explosive incendiary armor piercing and ion-detonator rounds streaked toward the patrol ship at an alarming velocity. Vral knew for sure that once the first few rounds impacted the ship would go on high alert, possibly even force them to engage their electronic countermeasure suites and even launch fighters, but that was the point.​

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Rather than give away Visanj T'shkali 's position on the ground, he elected to stay com silent for now, once the job was done, he'd report the same.​

 

[Aaron Beskheart]

Aaron after his attack on the monster, never did he expect the it would try to use lightsabers on him. Using a style that involved four lightsabers. After a series of back to backs and slamming the beast down by the neck, never would Aaron think that it would try to go hand to hand. Just how smart this thing was is unknown and what's the history behind it. After the beast tried hand to hand combat and successfully grabbed Aaron by the neck. The monster threw himself down and pulled Aaron by the neck down to the ground.

Suddenly After smashing the ground full of crystals on the floor, the pirate received a hard hit to the side of his rib cage that left him sore all over his side and broke a rib. As the beast grabbed his lightsabers to strike him. Aaron has only a few abilities in his arsenal. Tutaminis happens to be one of them, Hence why he is called "The Mammoth". He did not notice any pain from his broken rib for he was filled with Adrenaline and dark side energy. Aaron was more than ready to take this thing down if it underestimated him.

In this state the man is more like a beast than a man, he has only one focus and that is to take down whoever he considers foe. The chadra fan ran towards the pod racer and at that point, Aaron ran to the beast. After getting into a close quarters again with it. The pirate knew that maybe the furry man would have a plan on taking it down using parts from the pod racer. If there was something that Aaron knew about the chadra-fan is that he was quite smart. After grappling each other by the shoulder, Aaron then went and attempted a move that immobilizes an enemy if the pirate can over power it with strength. The move grabs the two arms from one side and twists them backwards as the pain would make most men give. Though... It is not a man.

"You will see what we weak men can do..."

Ben Acrax Alejandro Vizcaya Mordok The Fallen Cord Starfall Darth Solipsis R1-3G Strill Securities Visanj T'shkali

 

[Thia Sas]

Dollface? What does that mean? She was thanked though, and she decided to tell him what really happened. “They resolved the issue themselves sir. They had ended their argument before I got there.”

Then she and her new compatriots were given orders, orders to board a starship, take it into orbit and board an inbound ship filled with uninvited guests, simple enough. She nodded saying, “yes sir.”

Then set off for the starship, and waited for those she was supposed to board with.

 

[Mordok The Fallen]

Location: Meeting at the bar, Mustafa.

Mordok had arrived at the meeting. Finally able to see face to face. These so called pirate queen and lords. Mordok had listend to everything on the meeting thanks to the rings communicating to each others experience's between him self, Alejandro Vizcaya & Aaron Beskheart . Mordok knew the offers that had been given to the good Captain. It all sounded too good to be true and all this talk of the CIS and governments made made him nervous. Especially this talk of Darth!!! Being a former Sith assassin for the empire. Mordok never reached the rank of Darth within the Sith order but he dealt with many so called Darth's, while in his past career and Mordok did not like it one bit. He knew that betrayal could be motivated by something as simple as a whim. He would approach Alejandro Vizcaya so he can brake words on such a potentially compromising alignment in the long term. But there was no denial of the gains in the short term. He need to talk this over with Aaron Beskheart . There has always been the three and Mordok liked it that way but he was not apposed to a short term cooperation in it's totality. Unfortunately Aaron Beskheart was locked in battle and so it would seem we were as well.

The Captain barked orders to deal with these new guests. Mordok had reached his empty chair where there was a single cup full of the ultra expensive elixir. Poured for all and his was left at his seating. He grabbed it with his right hand and enjoyed it's exotic taste as he looked to Alejandro Vizcaya who had barked his orders and pumped up the crew. " Captain! I feel a powerful dark force has arrived. We also need to deal with this too." He said and turned to face Visanj T'shkali , who brought a small relief to Mordok after her talk of Mandos. " Well , well! You may just be the real deal. Lets see what you got." He said as he puts down his cup on the table and overs a wide grin as he ravels in the dark side, in expectation of the lives that were to be put down this day.

He looks to Alyson Halle that was standing next to the boy Cedric Grayson . " I know you must had felt it too. The strong dark side user that just arrived in the hanger. We must be careful. I don't its intentions and it may have something to do with the ships that just crashed our little shindig." He said concerned for this unforeseen turn of events as he exchanges back and forth with Alejandro Vizcaya and Alyson Halle , he noticed the boy seemed confused and nervous. Before heading out Mordok took a knee meeting Cedric Grayson at eye level. " I don't know what will happen next lad, but I do know this won't be the end for you. I feel the force has a grater path before you. Remember the power you felt when moving the crate. Should anyone try to hurt you. I know the Empress will look out for you. But should she fail. Remember. BECOME THE STORM! and unlash the power you hold. In the end. You it always comes down to the choice. Love or die! The choice is yours lad. " He says softly to the Cedric Grayson . Tender and caring. Almost like an uncle would if his nephew was conflicted or in danger.

Mordok quickly stands and heads out after Thia Sas who had already taken ran off to the The Black Crystal . After arriving on the west hangers he was meet by Dominic "Turbo" Jantur who was looking over the boys as they had finished moving the new Spice cargo. " Turbo! Get the boyz and lets go. We got battle ahead" He yelled with grate authority as he ran in to the Ship with Thia Sas . Now lets take off and hande these guests a whopping. Said Mordok at the help as Turbo commands the weapons and Thia Sas the communications and Sensors array.

Mordok sat at the helm (Stile Illustration but with my face) looking ready and proud. " Lets go bag us a few credits today BOYZ!" He yells out to the coms console, sending his voice to the crew on the ship. That got pumped up and threw their fists in the air and they yelled the Ship motto. " THERE AND BACK AGAIN!"






Thia Sas

TAGs: Thia Sas Ben Acrax Cedric Grayson Mordok The Fallen Aaron Beskheart Alyson Halle R1-3G 5-WCH (Switchblade) Njal The Black Alejandro Vizcaya

 

[Aldo Garrick]

More Uninvited Guests
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"Revenge. That is what brings us here. We have sulked in the shadows, waited in the depths for too long. They thought they had banished us, destroyed us." The lone voice echoed in the dark, the muffled sound of his voice was drowned out in the voice changing capabilities of his jet black mask. The shape of a male, possibly human emerged from the dark and with it came another voice.

"Misguided us."

Another figure crept out from the shadows, adorned in black armor like the first. Each stranger wore unique, dissimilar armor. "Abandoned us." A loud thud reverberated from the durasteel flooring as the second figure slammed down it's halberd-like weapon. The two looked upon each other, as if they had been long lost friends. A third voice rang through the chamber,

"The Galaxy will burn, and we will take what is owed. There is nothing to hold us back, and once the child is dead..." Three more armored strangers stood forth, emerging from the blackened pits of darkness that filled the room. They stood in a circle, each unique and armed in their own way.

"..the boy."

"..yes yes the boy."

"..we will have earned his teachings. On the site of our predecessors' greatest defeat, we shall rise again."

Lights flickered to life, the darkness receded inside of the room. The five adjusted in unison, moving their bodies to face the doorway of the now revealed turbolift. A cold chill jolted through the Force, they each released their holds over suppressing their presence in the Force. The doors opened to the turbolift, as they parted a ray of light shined through from the other side.

Multiple lights actually..

Vroshhh, the sound of a crimson lightsaber igniting filled the air around them. The center figure in the group of dark warriors surveyed the bar with his weapon drawn, his saber activated. He took two steps forward before two others among the group ignited crimson lightsabers of their own. "Kill everyone, just get the kid."

 

[Darth Solipsis]

As the Elder and the Essonian, Titus of Epoch , moved through the hangar bay toward the location of the assembled crew around the boy. Laevus stopped in his tracks and turned to face Abrams. His face showed he was slightly troubled, "I sense something. A darkness, we must hurry. Those that guard the boy will need your help." He pointed off in the direction of the bar and followed the Son of Ession as he sprinted off.

Ever the cautious one, Laevus wrapped himself in the Force and suppressed his aura to avoid detection. He utilized a technique of old known as Force Stealth, an unoriginal name but a useful ability nonetheless. He did not need anymore unwanted attention than was necessary, not now that the gears were turning, and events had been cast into motion.

It was convenient this darkness would arrive as events unfolded over the skies of Mustafar. Even if they were totally unrelated.

 

[Karlo Kyrr]

LONAR​

Immediate Friendly Forces: Vuhyr'yalilyr squad Prudii.​

Ally Tag(s): Thia Sas | Ben Acrax | Cedric Grayson | Mordok The Fallen | Aaron Beskheart | Alyson Halle | R1-3G | 5-WCH (Switchblade) | Njal The Black | Alejandro Vizcaya ​

Enemy Tag(s): Aldo Garrick ​

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Spoiler: Equipment

• Armor:
  • 'Vuhyr'yalilyr'gam'
  • Vambrace Weapons:
    • TBP-01V Tractor-Pressor Beam Projector
    • PC-05V Plasma Caster
      • Plasma Gas Medium Cannister (1)
    • MML-01V Miniaturized Missile Launcher
      • Electro Darts (4)
      • Explosive Darts (4)
      • Surveillance Tagger Darts (4)
    • NML-02VTB Nano missile Launcher
• Implant(s):
  • 'Rammikad' Enhancement Package
  • 'Gar Tkiriyr' Neural Interface
• Melee:
  • B-01M Beskad
  • K-02M Kal (4)
• Sidearm(s)
  • DP-02 Class-D Heavy Disruptor Pistol
• Rifle(s):
  • BR-6B Verpine Shatter Battle Rifle
• Explosives:
  • Det-Packs (2)
  • Flex-5 Detonite Tape (1 roll)
  • Smoke Grenades (3)
  • Flash-Bang Grenades (3)
  • Concussion Grenade (2)
  • NOVA40 Plasma Grenade (2)

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Politics were just about as osik'la as the shabuire involved. What was going on right now was the only sort of 'diplomacy' most Mandalorians were comfortable with. Good old fashioned negotiating with booze and plain talk. None of that forked tongue osik that the shabuire at Coruscant engaged in. Karlo had encountered more than a few Rawl that were more honest than those di'kute. Of course, with this sort of diplomacy it meant that there were a lot of chaavla chaakare involved, and sometimes a few ori'buyce kih'kovid di'kute who ended up poking their nose where it didn't belong. ​

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While his situyr vode handled the Kuat manufactured ship in orbit, he and his rammikade were headed planetside to make sure that their charge, the Baroness of Dagata Visanj T'shkali and her friend Cord Starfall , the dala in command of the 'Blood Brotherhood' came out of this meeting without a scratch. Luckily, the commotion in orbit provided more than enough of a distraction for their gunship to sneak past, thanks in no part to its small sensor profile. Apparently they were soon to recieve actual stealth gunships for deployment purposes, but Karlo didn't really care. The Vuhyr'galaar and their pilots had never let him down. ​

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"Two minutes from drop, vode. Best you get ready to make your exit," informed their pilot over the intercom. Karlo and the rest of Prudii squad didn't need telling twice, and they immediately got to their feet and checked and re-checked their gear. "Be advised, we're picking up an unfamiliar ship on long range scanners. Recently touched down. Watch your back down there, vode." ​

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"Wouldn't be a job for us if it didn't involve half the osik the galaxy could throw at us. Listen up, Prudii squad, plan's still the same. Atin, Ruusaan and Goran, you're with me. We're going to stay nice and close to Baroness T'shkali and Captain Starfall. Gev, you take Ram, Dranal and Briika and establish a cordon. Any shabuire approach that look like they don't belong, you make sure they don't. Be polite, and if they don't listen, be firm," snapped off Karlo. ​

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"We're always polite, alor, just no one ever listens. So we have to be firm," chuckled Gev. "If they're not pirates, and look remotely like stuck up Coruscanti shabuire, dar'jetii, or even jetii, we'll politely tell them to leave. If they don't listen, we'll tell them to usen'ye, and if that doesn't work we'll start shooting." ​

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"Sure, long as you don't take too long between them. I'm sure no one'll lose any sleep if you skip step two," Karlo half joked. Truth was, he wasn't going to be taking any chances as far as Baroness T'shakli's safety was concerned. She could handle herself just fine, but it was still his job to make sure that she got back to Dagata intact. In the very least, he was hoping he wouldn't have to deal with the pirates pulling a fast one on them.​

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Karlo watched the chrono on his HUD tick down to zero, counting down the last three seconds on his hand. When it hit zero, he hit the ramp release and signaled for his squad to make the jump. He watched them all run down the ramp and leap off of it before joining them. Ash and heat. Those were the first things he noticed when he made the jump. If it wasn't so mineral rich, he doubted Mustafar would really even be on the map in the first place.​

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From where he was, he could see their landing zone quite clearly. None of them touched the controls of their Shev'la Gtedir packs. The quietest insertion was a high altitude low activation jump. Even with low visibility armor and packs, a slow fall from a high altitude gave ground observers and scanners a far longer window to detect them. This way, they were minimally exposed to ground fire as well. ​

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They began to slow their descent when they were virtually right above their objective. No sooner than they hit the ground, their weapons were in their hands and Akar optical camouflage systems were activated. They moved as fast as they could without disrupting the optical camouflage systems to keep too much falling ash from sticking to their armor and disrupting their camouflage. As per the plan, the squad split into two fireteams, one heading to provide close protection to Visanj T'shkali and the other to establish a cordon. ​

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Karlo could see several pirates in the room he'd just entered. His HUD picked out various different weapons, and the Manda tactical battlenet system drew up a quick threat assessment. He quickly switched between the vid feeds coming from the other members of his squad to make sure that everything was fine. He then quickly opened a comms channel to Visanj T'shkali , "Reporting as requested, Baroness T'shkali. Were you hoping for a dramatic entrance?" ​