Dominion Never a Yag’Dhul Moment | GA Dominion of Yag'Dhul

[Rhemti Totriddiam]

"Uh..." Rhemti glanced after Capris as she walked off before back to Kahlil, almost torn with where to go. Currents; he had to make a quick decision. "Yeah, Boss! We got it!" The Nautolan waved back to his Master before turning on his heel to chase after his female companion, head-tendrils bouncing with each step.

"Hey wait up!" He called after Capris, breathing a bit heavily as he finally caught up, walking alongside her now. The Dark aura they both had sensed in the distance grew more obvious as they drew close. Rhemti frowned slightly, staring off towards the watch tower they were advancing towards.

"They can see the future, right? So... what's our plan? Can we even get ahead of them?" He wasn't necessarily worried, just curious more than anything; he wanted to be prepared. "Boss said their not fighters, but they might prepare a trap for us or something?" Rhem wasn't expecting Capris to have all the answers, he just wanted to put some thoughts out there.

"I go one random way, you go another; we box them in? Improvise?"

Capris Halcyon | Kahlil Noble

 

[Minerva Fhirdiad]

OBJECTIVE II: Fistful of Reavers​

Within minutes Gorgara Company had cleared their section. Her pistols sizzling Minerva spares a glance around the large room. Most of the bodies were reavers but there were Alliance casualties. She spotted a familiar figure laying on the floor with several blaster holes in him. Seeing the face she whispered a name.

"Suvit."

Kneeling down she closed the Devaronian's eyes. A half rotation ago they played some sabacc to pass time. In all honesty Minerva suspected he cheated a little but she let it slide since he was fun company to be around. Now they won't have a rematch. Gakot came over and seeing Suvit's corpse shook his head.

"We better keep moving Mando."

"Yea, yea I know Fangs. Ya don't need to tell me twice."

Reloading new energy clips into each of her guns. Just as they did they hear renewed blasterfire but from the far end.

"More Reavers!" Sergeant Miaan exclaimed before tossing a thermal detonator into the adjacent hall as he fell back.

But two more Alliance troopers were shredded by hostiles trying to follow him but the thermal detonator exploded, buying respite for the rest.

They could hear the defenders roar and shriek as they charged forward in the hall over their fallen bethern. But then Zakul's repeater opened up, tearing through their front ranks instantly and forcing the rest back. Soon his comrades' firepower was added to his. Both sides' violent exchange intensified and wouldn't let up.

Suddenly Minerva stopped shooting before bowing and aiming her jetpack. A missile rocket forth and flying through the hall and struck into a wall right next to some retreating Reavers, killing two and wounding a third as they were knocked by a blast.

Nodding with silent approval Sergeant Miann then signaled several troopers to guard the hall's entrance when he suddenly received new orders in the comms. Turning to Minerva he declared.

"The main force needs support. Irni and Minerva you're all I can spare. Take the other hall on the opposite side. It should lead you two to the main hangar's east wing while the rest of us push on ahead."

"Got it boss. Cmon Irni let's go show those Jedi and marines how to really fight."

The Sullustan sniper chuckled at what Minerva said as they made a mad dash away toward their new objective.

 

[Amani Serys]

Jalen Kai'el​

Amani nodded along as Jalen relayed the case, cringing when he mentioned the broken horn. Probably hurt like hell. Jalen also went through the effort of laying out the intended course of action, to which the Chief Healer smiled, "How long have you been training as a healer?"

As she asked the question, she began to walk to their destination, soon finding the Devonian man Jalen spoke of. Sure enough, one of his horns was snapped apart, and he seemed to be in a daze. "Hey there," Amani said softly, trying to keep stimulation to a minimum, "Just relax and lay still, hm? We're healers, so let us do the work." She splayed a palm over his head, transferring the essence of the Force between them to heal and soothe his pain. "Jalen, can you find the shrapnel? Sense it?" Normally she preferred to use an actual scanner to locate fragmentation, but they were on a time crunch. Any significant surgery would be done by his caretakers in a proper facility after his transfer. But that didn't mean Amani and Jalen's job would be easy.

"Shrapnel is a unique challenge for a healer. Do you know why?"

 

[Cordé Sabo]

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OSADIA | CLASSIFIED LOCATION
OPERATION LIGHTPOINT || MISSION DOKIMI || TASK FORCE NULL
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Resigned to a charged silence, Cordé watched as the Jedi went about setting herself up for the operation.

"You've made a lot of progress in a short amount of time... and it's really safe?"

“That’s what we’re going to find out today.” She answered quickly, unapologetic. Due to the sensitive nature of Operation Lightpoint, the research and development was mostly decentralised with limited, concentrated tests. Nothing of this magnitude had been approved up until today, and given Val was the first to be brought into the room for the early stage initiative, she was technically the first Jedi this was going to come into contact with.

The first willing Jedi anyway.

“I need you to stop, or give me a signal as soon as you start to feel anything unnatural or potentially harmful.” She depressed some of the buttons on the vambrace and took several steps backward to distance herself.

“Let’s go in intervals of five. If you can, give me an update five minutes in, then ten, then fifteen and so on and so forth. We have to test sustainment on top of scope. I have a feeling the vambrace won't make it to twenty with you at full power.”

As she walked backward, Cordé’s expression was clearly one of discomfort when she patched through to external observation — sending an outgoing request to the creator’s lines for them to be a part of the trial. At a safe distance.

While the transmission attempted to connect, so too did Valery to the Force.

It was mesmerising, the way the luminescence twirled and gathered at her beckon. At this proximity, Cordé could almost feel that uncomfortable feeling she’d been carrying around with her start to slip away. Transfixed on the brilliance that swelled from the Sword’s silhouette, it was hard to remember her role.

But she did, and kept her eyes on the vambrace’s output. It was about the three minute mark, and it was beginning to edge from the safety of green, to yellow. She watched it flicker on that line for another few minutes.

“Thirty seconds to our first check in.” Cordé said, almost drone-like. “We’re not surging yet. How are you, Master Noble?”

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Valery Noble | Arage Bao | CLOSED
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[Valery Noble]

Osadia

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Outfit: Factory Link
Appearance: Link
Weapons: Double-Bladed Lightsaber
Tag: Cordé Sabo

With just a dip of her head, Valery acknowledged the plan to report back in intervals and got started. She was used to external factors affecting her connection to the Force, but typically it involved other Force Users augmenting her in some way, shape, or form. To feel the vambrace's effects as she channeled the Force around herself was... peculiar. In a way, it felt unnatural but she couldn't deny the strength she felt flowing through her veins.

"We're not surging yet. How are you, Master Noble?"​

"Doing well so far, but I want to push this further. I need to push it further," she said with great determination in her voice. The Light she summoned was forcing away the darkness around her, but to cleanse this part of the forest, she needed to expand it. To cleanse an entire planet? It was hard to imagine just how much raw power she'd have to command for such a feat.

But with this technology and the help of her fellow Jedi, she knew she could do it. She had to.

Several more minutes passed, and right as she hit the ten-minute mark, Valery decided to finally manifest the Wall of Light itself. Her hands began to rise, and the tendrils of light that had been swirling around her expanded outwards, purging the Dark Side from everything it tainted.

But it still wasn't enough.

"It's... not... enough..." Valery gritted her teeth and tried to fight her way through, but she was going to need assistance.

 

[Capris Halcyon]

The girl snorted as they made headway. Were they walking into a trap? “Most likely.”

It was Rhemti’s second question that she seemed to express more interest in. His strategy promising, and really their only safe bet. Well- not safe, but still.

She nodded curtly. “Best we can do- you wanna take the southside?” Eyes landing on a back entrance, she canted her head towards another opening, suggesting Rhemti take it for himself.

With a hasty two-finger salute, she separated, “See you on the other side.”

Rhemti Totriddiam Kahlil Noble

 

[Karkosuchus]

Spoiler: Equipment

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Roamer-6 Breath Mask​	Concussion Disc​	Garrote​	Caltrop​	Fire Blade​	Energy Bola​
Field Security Overloader​	Double-Barrel Blaster Carbine​	.48 Caliber Enforcer Pistol​	R-20 Scatterblaster​	Arkanian Energy Shield​	DC-17m Interchangeable Weapon System​
Stouker concussion rifle​	Iron Shell Armor​	MV-18 "Force" Class Vambraces​	Vibro Knuckles​	The Swamp Vanquisher​	S-30 "Retention" Anti-Disruption System

Thunderous Footsteps....​

The lumbering and heavy footed bounty hunter moved through the old Imperial Station quite well even for his considerable size. In every direction the sounds of conflict rang nearer and nearer, as the two sides clashed against one another in a quite brutal display. The smell of fresh blood overtook other senses like a drug induced high driving him forward even faster down the endless corridors to find a source without care of the consequences.

Karkosuchus soon came across a rather large room within the station, currently engulfed in battle as the Reavers and the Galactic Alliance Defense Force clashed to secure the perimeter for their advancing allies. Clutching his concussion rifle within his clawed hands, as the trigger released a considerable concussive blast which blasted away some Galactic Alliance Soldiers out of cover and into the direct firing zone of the Reavers. Hopping over the railing and into the brawl down below as a heavy dent soon formed on the floor to mark his landing zone.

Blaster shots came towards; slamming against his shell armor resulting in small dents forming. A shift of his weight brought him closer to alliance soldiers with them soon being torn apart by his powerful jaw. Large tail swishing back and forth; knocking maintenance boxes over to deny enemy more cover.

Jasper Kai'el
Alexander Hayes

 

[Rhemti Totriddiam]

"Ah that's..." Rhem raised a hand as if to reach out and stop her but she was already gone. "... not what I meant."

"Annnd she's gone. Okay. Plan B; take plan A and adjust as necessary. But how to... Oh!" Sharp, pointed teeth flashed as that cocky goofball grin surfaced. He chuckled. He couldn't help it. It was so amusing to him. The beings they were up against could see the future, but maybe if he did enough, made enough of a fuss, they'd focus on him and not Capris. And why not have a bit of fun and improvise; he was curious as to just how much these diviners could see into the future.

Rhemti focused, expanding out with the force in a wide area around him, reaching out, similar as to how he'd done on one of his first missions. Instead of jusr reaching out to sense the signatures of those around him, the intent was also to influence. Boss had said they were shrouded in the Dark, so why not try and hide himself in the light? Expand on his aura to the point that pinpointing his exact location would be difficult to immediately achieve. At the same time exude calmness, enough to hopefully make them complacent or unsuspecting enough so the two padawans might catch them by surprise.

Only then, when Rhemti had done all of this, did he walk through that door.

Capris Halcyon Kahlil Noble

 

[Cordé Sabo]

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D U L C E T
OSADIA | CLASSIFIED LOCATION
OPERATION LIGHTPOINT || MISSION DOKIMI || TASK FORCE NULL
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Cordé had been told about the intent of Lightpoint, and the role Master Noble would play. She'd heard the term Wall of Light, and then read about it, absorbed what she could about it, and thought that she understood it.

Seeing it in front of her, she realized she didn't understand it at all.

Incandescent and superheated, it almost burned her eyes to look at. The fact that it was coming from a person, and not a massive generator was...unfathomable and scary. This sort of power shouldn't be within reach of one person.

She dropped her visor over her eyes, and augmented the readout on the datapad to layer over her vision. The energy assessment skyrocketed from orange to red! Red! Red! Red!

"It's... not... enough..."

Just as Valery was coming to terms with her and the micro-tech's limitations, Cordé was firing up the larger generator. It took a few seconds of quiet humming, one weird popping sound, and then the augmented scrawl over her eyes calmed down from red, to orange, to yellow.

It stayed at an uncomfortable yellow. The brilliance from Master Noble continued, and the forest was starting to feel its effects. But the proximity, while impressive and expansive, was only half-a-fraction of the size Project Lightpoint was supposed to achieve. From what Cordé understood, anyway.

Such a shame they still needed the Lightside of The Force to counteract darkness. If only the SIA and Null Division had made more advancements in anti-darkside tech without having to rely on the ability of Jedi.

"What isn't enough. It?" The technology, "Or you?"

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Valery Noble | Arage Bao | CLOSED
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[Valery Noble]

Osadia

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Outfit: Factory Link
Appearance: Link
Weapons: Double-Bladed Lightsaber
Tag: Cordé Sabo

"Both."

Valery had felt the effects of the second generator kicking in, and while that took away much of the stress on her body, she knew that they'd need a lot more. Lightpoint station was going to provide that, but even with an entire space station augmenting her, she needed help. Other Jedi were going to be summoned into the Wall of Light, and it was her task to guide them and initiate it with the opening burst of energy.

Today, she had to test what it would be like.

So rather than maintaining what she had already shown to be capable of, Valery expanded the purging wall of light even further. The stress levels rapidly increased again, her body tensed and it felt as if the entire forest was on fire from her burning light. In a single, final flash, all of it disappeared, and Valery sank down to her knees, exhausted and with her arms trembling from what she had put herself through.

But all around her, the earth was free of the Dark Side.

"I... I can make it work," she said through heavy breaths. "But I can't do it alone."

 

[Arage Bao]

Cordé Sabo | Valery Noble | IVI
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Arage calmly studied the readings from a 'safe distance'.

This meant halfway through the Galaxy.

It was a shame they couldn't capture the Sword of the Jedi and do more clinical testing on her. The amount of strength she was able to output within the Force? It was fascinating. Her midi-chlorian counts must be off the charts. Even just a blood test would be nice already. That thought popped into her mind and immediately she tapped a button that would securely transmit her voice straight into Cordé's head.

Somewhat similar to the quantum-entanglement technology Verin had used to communicate with her.

"If you are up for it, attempt to gain a blood sample from the Sword. It could be beneficial to us in the long run." She then quietly looked over to the Director. "She can claim it will assist with fine-tuning the equipment to her particular midi-chlorian levels."

Which, well, it would be helpful for that as well.

But not particularly why Arage was interested in it.

 

[Cordé Sabo]

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D U L C E T
OSADIA | CLASSIFIED LOCATION
OPERATION LIGHTPOINT || MISSION DOKIMI || TASK FORCE NULL
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Cordé flinched. It was like an itch on her brain when the implant activated and communication skipped the natural channels and went straight to her head. She’d hoped that any communication from The Director or Admiral would be through more traditional sources, but the nature of the message made the necessity for clandestine communiques clear.

She didn’t respond right away, but finished reading the data that populated the screen before her. With Val disengaged from what triggered the amplification process, the numbers started to drop rapidly and the charts flatlined.

Only a few feet away from her, The Sword was bent over on her knees. Exhausted. Her first inclination — to help — belonged to her medical side. The second — to ignore — was her more programmed nature.

If you are up for it and attempt were subtle motivators that had always stirred her to try and rise to the occasion. It was that subliminal dynamic coming into play at the worst times.

“You will.” She agreed. “You seem like the kind of person to make things happen. People will listen to you when you ask for help and you won't be alone.

All this isn’t an accurate sample size,” She offered in consolation, set her datapad down and adjusted her medical pack slung across her hips.

“The plan has always been for everything to be bigger. This is very..” Cordé gestured vaguely around their tiny mossy patch in the forest. “Small in comparison to the ambitions of Exegol.

And we can test all we want leading up to it, but we’ll..really only have one chance when we’re there. We have to do everything ahead of time to set you, and those that help you, up for success.”

She dropped to a knee, across from Val to make herself at eye level and less like some sort of overwatching tower of science.

“If you’re not going to be doing this alone, and more Jedi are supposed to connect to you and the technology, we could help fine-tune it further. Not just with capacity, but make it more like a natural unity between yourself and the station.” She tilted her head, and regurgitated the line that had made her so sure of her decision on Dantooine. Sion would have hated knowing she was using his words with ulterior motives.

“If the station’s amplifier tech recognizes you, and if it itself feels less like something cold and distant from The Force, it may be easier for all those helping you to harmonise when they need to.

This could be for our next test together. All the engineers would need is a blood sample.

Would you try that?”

She offered a small smile, and rocked back on her heels to give Val a little more space to process the ask.

"It would be quick and painless. I've been told I have an eye for veins." That sentence was weird, she flushed. "I'm officially one of the SIA's medics so...needles and stuff are usually part of my every day." Plus she was working after hours to earn her doctorate. One day, she'd be Doctor Sabo! But Val didn't need to know that. Too much information for a seemingly small ask would make it suspicious; all Val needed to know was that she was in trustworthy hands.

In preparation, Cordé unzipped her medpack, both to prepare to draw a sample, and to provide additional support:

“Are you okay? I have some energy supplements in here if you need them.”

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Valery Noble | Arage Bao | CLOSED
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[Valery Noble]

Osadia

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Outfit: Factory Link
Appearance: Link
Weapons: Double-Bladed Lightsaber
Tag: Cordé Sabo Arage Bao

Valery quietly listened to the woman's encouraging words and dipped her head in agreement. This was only the beginning — a test to gain data about the interaction between Jedi and these machines. The whole idea of a station amplifying her still made her feel somewhat uncomfortable, and she certainly didn't like it, but she felt it was necessary. They had one shot at this, and she wasn't going to allow it to fail under any circumstances.

"I'm confident that we'll make it work, and that it'll be a success," she said once Cordé kneeled down to eye level. As far as Valery was concerned, the cleansing of this forest showed that they were on the right track. This had been just Valery on her own with limited technology to augment her.

What would it even feel like on a larger scale?

Her fiery eyes shifted back to meet Cordé's gaze, as the woman requested something that felt peculiar. But the reasoning Cordé offered seemed fair. Valery just knew better than to blindly trust anybody within the SIA — she had been part of it long enough to understand that things weren't as simple as they seemed.

"I'm... alright with that," Valery finally said with a raised eyebrow over the vein comment. "I'm feeling good enough, so let's make it quick and head back." She still couldn't wait to eat and drink more than she usually did in a week to replenish her energy.

Valery then sat down so it was easier to keep herself steady, stretched her arm out, and turned it so she could reach the veins more easily. The thought of offering her blood to the SIA was still an uncomfortable one, but it was a sacrifice she was willing to make if it could help them defeat the Maw.