Never Tell Me The Odds [Protectorate Invasion of Vergesso]

[Ayden Cater]

On Board the Starfall

When the instantly recognizably frame of the Starfall, her hull painted sterling white, came out of hyperspace a simple message was broadcast across all frequencies. "To all Confederate forces; lay down your arms and you will be allowed to leave the system in peace. Those who insist upon fighting..." The space behind the Protectorate flagship rippled as more and more ships dropped out of hyperspace. "They will be sent to their Creator. All Protectorate forces are ordered to stand down. Fire only on those who fire upon you. This system is under Protectorate control now." Ayden would give the Confederate forces a few minutes to organize their withdrawal from the system and to signal their compliance.

 

[EmKay]

His lightsaber clashed with the droid. He wasn't sure what this thing was, but it was a strong opponent. He felt nearly evenly matched, even with the aid of the Force he was barely making headway. Then his channels caught the Protectorate transmission. The droid halted, stepped back, and waited. Atretes stopped and looked to the skies. The Protectorate fleet was massive, and he was given the order to evacuate. While determined to a fault, the young Obsidian was not stupid. He deactivated his lightsaber and stared, eyes-to-photoreceptors, at the droid, who seemed merely to analyse him for some kind of deception. He shook his head to the automaton, and set off for the nearest evacuation zone.

He didn't bother making a hurry of it. He watched, looked, and listened to channels as the Protectorate forces secured Vergesso. Watched how they operated, and was nearly oblivious to the soldiers rushing past him from either side to either fight to their demise or flee desperately as others took over. His armour was scraped and battered, his face held a cut from the earlier battle, but it would heal fine. He looked to a plate of white-painted phrik hanging off his arm and pulled it off. It was just hanging uselessly. He then saw that he'd been cut through to the skin in several places, damaging the hide beneath. He frowned and sighed, but shrugged. New things could be made. He finally joined several soldiers and Knights stationed in the area, and in the escape shuttle they regrouped with a larger ship. It waited for a fuller load, filled with whomever may be on their way out, and then jumped to hyperspace to the safety of within Confederate borders.

 

[HK-36]

[member="Atretes Rhoujen"]

While Atretes was leaving to the evacuation side the droid just shook his head, snapping out of it,

"Wait- wha- where did he go? Oh, damn it, I zoned out thinking about Ropos again."

The machine hanged his head, letting his arms drop,

"Ohhhh, there goes my promotion for violently executing my enemy."

The droid just turned around, going back to where he would be extracted onto friendly transport,

"I swear, this happens every time.."

 

[Seanna Vel]

This came not soon enough as she push her speeder bike hard then before. << Thank the force your voice is like sweet honey to my ears, Sweet peas.>> As she got the coriander of the shuttle coming down. As she knew that this one pink hair lady it wasn't the last time she would see that one on the battle field. Could she have let a better present then blow up the weapon depot. Smirking as she went faster looking back at the pretty of the bomb go off. Running the engine full until got to the shuttle pick up.

[member="Marek Starchaser"]