No Light

[Atrace]

Atrace would dock the Daisya at a port Near the docked ship. he would uncloak the ship making his way to the exit hatch, he looked over at the 10,000 flares he was ordered to bring. "what exactly is going on here? he placed his hand on his lightsaber grabbing a few flares strapping them to his belt.

He opened the hatch revealing nothing but darkness, he would ignite his lightsaber lighting the area around him in a dark crimson glow. he slowly made his way through the ship his sabers crystal the dark'child would whisper to him in his mind warning him of the dangers it felt.

he would access his holocommunicator sending out a transmission on all channels, "this is Darth Atrace, employee of La'Kuus, I've been sent to rescue any survivors please respond"
[member="Olan Teff"]

 

[Olan Teff]

[member="Darth Atrace"]

Atrace was smart to listen to his sabers warning. The darkness held many unseen evils, and he could start to hear clicking coming down from the far end of the hall. The light from his saber gave the blood stained inside of the ship a even more grim look than it did before.

After the comm, he would hear it crackle a moment before a voice came over the line. In the background he could hear what sounded like a small army...marching?

"Wow. She works fast. Hello, Mister Atrace. I do suggest you keep a l-light on you at all times. These things here like the d-darkness." A soft cough and hack came over the line. "I'm gonna need a vacation after this."

 

[Atrace]

Atrace shot a flare down the hallway and one towards the Daisya revealing some something he couldn't quite understand "What the hell are these?" He would send a bolt of lightning at one of them hoping to kill it.

"Where are you, what's behind you? I need info man if we're getting out alive we need to communicate," as Atrace turned around one of the creatures tried to make a move on him, sadly Atrace was force sensitive the creature I doubt was. With a flash of red and a shriek of pain The creature had been cut down. "Well good news! I found out how to kill them!"
[member="Olan Teff"]

 

[Olan Teff]

[member="Darth Atrace"]

The creatures themselves were like a mix between machine and insectoid-armored carapace with what appeared to be extra extensions of their own body. Resembling a mix between a spider and a scorpion, of all things. The flare itself fired down the hall would reveal a vast line of them that shurked back, screeching as their legs went up to protect their eyes.

The bolt of lightning would hit-there creature would convulse and screech a high pitched wail that flooded the hallway. Soon the acrid smell of burning flesh and sickly smell of oil cooking off filled the air.

His lightsaber cut through the upper portion of the scorpi-droids body, severing it into a quarter of its old self. That same smell of oil and flesh just got even more pungent.

On the Comms, the voice would speak again: "I'm in the droid control room! Near the core and engine hall. What you are hearin-"

Blaster fire, lots of blaster fire started on the Comms.

"-hearing is the security droids I just got running. I'm heading to the core room me to get something important. Then we can get out of here. Stay in the light! These things can't see you in it! They get blinded! And good, keep killing them! Will turn on my transmitter so you can get to me easier."

With that, he would see that the man was on the other side of the ship, Atrace had three real good choices; go through the upper floors tonget to him, which was the personnel level, go through the lower floors which meant the hanger bay, or get back in his ship and fly to the aft maintenance like La did before him.

 

[Atrace]

"Alright I'm on my way to your location!" Atrace would look at his holocommunicator seeing a blinking light that indicated [member="Olan Teff"] Atrace would look back towards his ship seeing the insect like creatures huddling around the docking port. he would make his way through the personnel level using his saber to cut down seemingly endless amounts of insects "How many of these things are-" He was interrupted by a large insect trying to jump into its arm.

he cut it down easily before finishing his sentence "well these things are rude! estimate how many of them are there might I ask what this ship had on board I might want to loot some items for use later on" He would find himself at an elevator shaft, the.door was swarming with the insects as he shother a flare directly at them "How does that feel! does it hurt? Damn I hope that hurt!"

 

[Olan Teff]

[member="Darth Atrace"]

More sizzling bad smells filled the air as another fell to the Sith Knights lightsaber. The swarm of scorpi-droids near the elevator shaft would quickly rush back from the sudden burst of light. Screams of their sight being stolen from them echoed up the elevator shaft.

Some of the lights in the ship would start to turn on.

"Hah! The old owner of this ship...locked his own ships power...ahhh, whatever! Hm? The ship used to be a merchant ship, for antiquities and forgotten artefacts. Or just plain artefacts.-"

The sound of blaster fire was dying out in the background.

"-And there is a lot of these things...don't know when or how they got here. But they are dwindling down back here-ooooh! Shipping droids! Hah!"

 

[Atrace]

"this is going to be risky" He would aim his hand towards the elevator doors as a sudden burst of energy shot out of the Knights hand forcing the elevator doors open, he ran into the elevator shaft jumping onto the cable that clutched onto the elevator.

"I'm doing something extremely risky here and downright stupid but I will get you out of this I promise! but I might need a partner to come back with proper supplies when your ready that is we could get some serious loot by the sounds of it."

He slashed into the cable severing it. Atrace flew upwards with the cable letting go only when he reached his destination
[member="Olan Teff"]

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[Harli Hayes]

They were everywhere. Harli stood close to where the armory was, a flare dropped at her feet. She had her blaster drawn and was firing at anything that moved to close. The darkness was slowing closing in on her as her flare began to burn out. There was quite a bit of darkness, and bugs, between her and the rest of the group. She fired a few more rounds at the moving shadows, hearing a couple rounds make mark. Reaching into a side pouch on her belt, she pulled out a couple of blue colored glow sticks. Activating them, she attached them to her belt. Now was the fun part of finding Olan and the others. Taking a deep breath, she made a made dash through the dark river that separated her from the rest of the well lit hangar. Her blaster raised, ready to lash out at any hostile.

[member="Olan Teff"]

 

[Olan Teff]

[member="Darth Atrace"]

He would rocket up to the personnel quarters where the door had been swung open ages ago. Atrace could see that the elevator well, shaft and floor was covered in years old blood. Aswell the rest of the level was covered in that brown dried blood.

The level consisted of mostly rooms where the rich visitors would visit. Rooms had their own safes in each one, with multiple areas to store small personal wares.

"Good to hear! Just be careful you do not die! Also, I plan to fly out of my ship in the hanger. Just right now there is some of those things in the path between me and them. These security droids are slowly dwindling. But! Good news! Shipping droids, they are getting some of the stuff here."

[member="Harli Hayes"]

Harli was on the ball. She took down already several in the hanger, and prepped herself for the trip in the dark well. Ready to shoot anything that jumped out of the shadows-she did just that. One of the scorpi jumped at her trying to take her to the ground-only to be litered with multiple holes from her blaster.

The further she went towards the back of the ship, the more devastation she could see. Ozone. It smelled heavily of ozone back here. Some recently wrecked bipedal Znosis type security droids litered the floor with a lot of shorn apart scorpi-corpses. Not all of them were dead, a wounded one tried to reach out for Harli, but it was easy for her to take out and continue on.

Going further down, she could see a soft blue glow bobbing around in the darkness. "Friendly." Said a mechanical voice, deeply tinged male. And continued to bobbed around.

As she drew in, it was one of the security droids! It was watching the hallway. One of three which were moving down the hall. Not far from her position she could hear a very familliar voice and a lot of light.

"Shippers alpha through theta, begin loading up on boxes and moving to the hanger. Defenders, escort these Shippers to the hanger!"

A small mass of mechanical "Affirmative." followed. "And if you see any friendlies, protect them till you are unable to function!"

Another mass of 'affirmative' followed.

On approach to the light and sound, Harli could see Olan in his grisly form. Blood drenched, giant metal spike sticking out of his shoulder. He was carrying a rather large metal box with his good arm. On sight of her, he dropped it. "Harli! You're Alright!" Smiling brightly at this point, hobbling over now to look and see if she was hurt in anyway.

 

[Atrace]

Atrace walked throughout the halls following the blip on his holocommunicator seeing that he was indeed getting closer to Olan, "hold tight I'm nearby, he rushed through the halls slashing through multiple bugs before turning a corner revealing Olan and a woman he did not know "Who's this?" He said as he walked over to them his saber still ignited. "is she hurt?" He walked over to them with his saber still ignited "What exactly is the plan?"
[member="Olan Teff"] [member="Harli Hayes"]

 

[Harli Hayes]

Harli came to stop at the sight of Olan. He was in pretty bad shape. Holstering her blaster, she hurried over to him. "I'm fine. What happened to you? What are these things?" She turned him slightly to get a better view of the metal spike impaled in his shoulder. Before she could fully inspect it, a voice from behind them spoke. She turned to see an unfamiliar person coming into the room, with an ignited lightsaber. pulling her blaster from its holster, she readied it but didn't point it at the man. "Who are you?"

[member="Darth Atrace"] [member="Olan Teff"]

 

[Atrace]

"Your rescue party" He said in a stern voice "would you please put your blaster away, I'm not here to hurt you" He would walk over to Olan "I can pull that spike out then Seal the wound with my saber if you would like" He would point his saber at different areas of the room revealing quite a few insect creatures
[member="Olan Teff"] [member="Harli Hayes"]

 

[Olan Teff]

[member="Harli Hayes"] [member="Darth Atrace"]

"I got in a fight with a bug, and the bug kinda won." He would follow her direction with her hands, turning slowly sonshe could see the back. The Barb started in the front and exited out the back, she could see the wound itself had mostly clotted. As Atrace came out to see the both of them he would nod. "This man was sent here for me, by a friend. Mister Atrace. Lady Hayes." Introducing them with a slight motion of his hand.

The both of them would easily see though they were now in the core room. It hummed dangerously. Meanwhile the room was layered in box after box of treasures...they even layered part of the floor. Pieces of platinum and gold from long forgotten realms of the past has been spilled from containers through the room. In the center was a big chair with a console, it looks like it was recently used by the young Spacer, as there was some fresh blood on it.

The shipping and security droids were already picking up their projected route, transporting the goods to the hanger. Blaster fire could be heard from the security droids at the lead.

 

[Harli Hayes]

"Rescue party?" Harli looked to Olan than back at the Sith. Slowly she holstered her blaster. This was the first she heard about any rescue party. She stepped aside to let the man approach Olan and offer his help. Turning her gaze from the two, she began to eye the growing number of insects amassing in the room. "Well if you're here to rescue us. Then I hope you have a plan. Cause we're running low on time."

[member="Darth Atrace"] [member="Olan Teff"]

 

[Olan Teff]

[member="Darth Atrace"] [member="Harli Hayes"]

He would smile warmly at Harli and give her a pat on the shoulder before estepping forward. "If you please, I would appreciate the spike removes and the wound cauterized."

As Harli noticed, the scorpi were closing in, but staying far enough back from the core room. The light from the core was...scaring them. Their claws were in the air and they made soft whining sounds.

 

[Atrace]

"Oh I have a plan, there's a reason I'm apart of the feared sith" He opened up his holocommunicator as it buzzed to life revealing Urak "brother! clear a path to the hanger, were en-route now" He watched as the hologram faded away "so what are we taking what are we leaving?" He would walk over to the console trying to get data on theach ships cargof

after getting a detailed summary on the ships cargo he returned to the two Looking to HarlI "Nice to meet you, my name is Atrace I wish we could have met under different circumstances but you know life is life" He would then look to Olan "I believe we spoke already" He smiled.

[member="Darth Urak"] [member="Olan Teff"] [member="Harli Hayes"]

 

[Harli Hayes]

Harli looked from the scorpi back to Olan, than his shoulder. "Oh..right." Grabbing the spike with one hand, she placed the other on his back. "On three then. One...two.." She never made it to three, but rather pulled the spike on to. Stepping back quickly, she hoped Atrace would step in to cauterize the wound. She looked at the man and gave a nod. "Same. Maybe better greetings are in order afterward." She dropped the spike onto the floor and wiped the blood off on her pants.

[member="Olan Teff"] [member="Darth Atrace"]

 

[Atrace]

Atrace would place his lightsaber on both sides of the wound allowing the saber to burn the flesh thus stopping the bleeding "that should have stopped the bleeding, but we have to get out of here or we arent going to see tomorrow" He said as a bug approached. He would quickly turn towards the bug, letting out a blast of lightning
[member="Olan Teff"] [member="Harli Hayes"]

 

[Urak]

Urak was in the living quarters of the Daisya, when his holocommunicator buzzed. It appeared to be his brother, and he had asked him to clear a route to the hangar on whatever station or ship they were on. Putting on his cloak, and grabbing his utility belt, he opened the landing hatch to the Daisya and saw the situation. "What are these th--" Suddenly a bug slammed onto the hatch where he was on, freaking Urak out as he hated bugs, he shocked the creature--and watched as it fell limp off the hatch.

"Well, this will be pesky. Might as well cloak." Just then, Urak cloaked himself with the Force, and then stepped out of the Daisya as it closed the door. Moving towards the exit to the hangar, and shocking any bugs that were in his path, without them having any chance to react.

[member="Darth Atrace"], [member="Olan Teff"], [member="Harli Hayes"]

 

[Olan Teff]

[member="Darth Atrace"]

As Atrace checks dthe logs, he would see that the ship had things ranging from old age weapons, to statues, to art...but what may have been of the biggest import was the holocrons. It was listed in the ledger. Somewhere in this room was supposedly some Sith and Jedi holocrons. But an even larger amount was logged in the personnel section. B6 and A1, rooms.

[member="Harli Hayes"]

The tug on the spike would make Olan groan in pain. A bit of blood and bone chips came out with the spike as he pulled it out. Between coughs from the sudden shock of pain, he managed. "No offense to you guys, but I'm getting smashed after this...so if I don't remember all your names afterward, don't be insulted." A pained smile on his face.

[member="Darth Urak"]

Urak would find that were was a lot of the bugs, but soon they started to come in less and less numbers. The smell was rank and horrid. If he kept a quick pace he would begin to get to his brother, Atrace and the other two quite quick.

He would see the same grisly sight his brother did on his trip. It was blood soaked from ages past, and now also with the damages his brother had wrent.