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[Atrace]

Atrace looked over the data, "This is absolutely amazing!" He almost sat down but remembered the ground was covered in blood. "You know if it's all the same to you i think I'll join you" He would scout a few hundred feet ahead of the group.

He looked over to the woman on the floor "what about you? are you going to get a drink after this because I sure as hell am!" looking to Olan again he would ask "Where is room B6 and A1?"

 

[Urak]

Stepping through the hallways, seeing many dead bugs, and live ones crawling through the precipices, and any large enough space for them to crawl through, he was making his way to them at a decent pace. The fact the bugs could not see, hear, smell, or sense him with any type of organ--thanks to his Force Cloak, it wasn't hard at all to make his way through.

Such a nasty sight. Why did Atrace have to come to this dump? Urak had thought as he got closer. He found a stairway to the floor below him, sensing with the force where his brother was--he made his way down, killing any bug straggler that he found in his way.

Countless bugs had dotted the floor, and the walls, and making Urak even more so disgusted by all the guts and blood laying around them.

Opening up his holocommunicator he contacted his brother. "I should be there shortly, I am close." He said before shutting it off and continuing.

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

 

[Olan Teff]

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

Olan just stared at Atrace a moment, the hole in his shoulder starting to ooze blood. "Up, back the way you came. And can you cauterize this before you go, please? I might have Lady Hayes jab it back in me otherwise...or I might just bleed to death." A slight chuckle escaping his lips.

Looking back at Harli. "Though she may have a once in a lifetime experience getting to shove something into me, I feel it would be best a experience left un-experienced." Even near dead, he's still playful.

 

[Atrace]

Atrace sighed "okay fine I'll do it" He would place his saber against the wound once more this time holding it longer than the last time hoping to add a few more layers so the seal wouldn't break "That should fix the problem" He smiled as he ztsrted to search for holocrons.
[member="Darth Urak"] [member="Olan Teff"] [member="Harli Hayes"]

 

[Olan Teff]

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

Olan bit down hard on his own teeth, grinding them as the blade seared his flesh closed on both ends. Breathing in deep he raised s hand and gave Atrace a thumbs up. Not able to really talk after that kind of pain surging through him again. Reaching down now to pick up the box he had dropped earlier. Pistol out in his other hand as he looked to Harli. A warm smile back on his face.

Atrace:

On his way to search for the Holocrons, he would find that the personnel level was mostly bereft of the bugs. Something was off though. Through the force he could feel a very large presence in one of the rooms...it was A1. The door was barred with a slew of junk from everywhere, and the door looked like it had been partially caved in from the other side.

 

[D'vok Windroamer]

D'vok caught sight of Urak.
"What's a sith doing here?" D'vok said, raising his DL-44.

 

[Atrace]

Atrace felt a strong presence in the force in a nearby room. he looked in the direction he believed the presence was before speaking "I'm going to try and find the holocrons, you should be safe for now but just to be sure..." He would light two flares giving one to HarlI and one to Olan, "I will only be a few minutes" He smirked "just don't cause too much trouble while I'm gone"

He walked into the darkness with only his saber to light the way, the force would guide him to the room labeled A1, he felt dark energy as well as light energy conflicting with one another as if they were fighting. Atrace would slash the bars off the door with his saber before using the force to slowly pry open the door. The door was extremely hard to open which made Atrace Excited for what he would find.

The room was filled with ancient artifacts of both the Jedi and the Sith, Holocrons containing knowledge of sith lords and grandmasters all together in one room, "Wow....just wow" He would listen to his saber which was seamingly nudging him to certain holocrons and artifacts, Atrace would place whatever artifacts he could into a satchel on his person before sending out a transmission "Olan, you were right this place is filled with holocrons and artifacts alike, Imagine what we could do with all this knowledge...Oh the money we could make! Im It might be worth it to send more Droids to get what I missed but I think I got the important items!"
[member="Olan Teff"] [member="Harli Hayes"] [member="Darth Urak"]

 

[Olan Teff]

[member="Harli Hayes"] [member="Darth Atrace"] [member="Darth Urak"] @D'vok Windroamer

Without much hesitation he took the flare in his pistol band and ignited it, tossing it down the hall opposite of where Atrace went. The darkness being lifted quite well in that spot. Only one of the Scorpi was visible for a flash of a second before dropping back into the darkness.

Holding off now going into the darkness, waiting for both him and Harli to go as one. Less chance of dying that way.


Meanwhile, Atrace had definitely found the mother lode of force aspirant equipment. The room itself looked nearly untouched...nearly. There was five stands at the back of the room, sitting high over the bed on a specific table just for them. Each looked to have been for what looked like a saber of some kind. One was even setup for something much like a staff.

But they were all empty.

No need to fret though, the room was a conglomeration of force user items. Some excruciatingly old, a small black dyed tome of some sort of leather was on the table-though its pages have mostly turned to dust-it did call a bit to the Sith swordsmen.

Meanwhile in the hanger, [member="Reno Jendir"] would find he would have a small army of droids come out of one end of the hanger. Lead by several damaged security droids, a large column of loader-shipping droids carried box after box of goods towards the two active ships in the hanger: the Avalon and Renos HWK!

Atop of that, the Security droids were doing an amazing job cutting down every last of the bugmachine hybrids in their way.

 

[Atrace]

Atrace finished gathering all that he could before returning to Olan and the others, He had a look of excitement on his face as he approached "We should probably get out of here soon!" He would make sure his satchel was fastened tightly as he approached "You were right, this ship was carrying some great cargo!

Atrace looked around not seeing his brother anywhere. "Urak, Urak, Where are you? We need to get out of here over hit the jackpot man!" He looked over to Harli and Olan before regaining his composure. "So yeah let's get to the hangar!"
[member="Olan Teff"] [member="Harli Hayes"] [member="Darth Urak"]

 

[Urak]

Urak had moved closer, and he was almost to them--when he was stopped by someone else, who was somehow able to see him even though he was invisible, unheard, smelled, or sensed--thanks to his force cloak. The man had pointed a blaster pistol at him, asking why he is there, as he was a Sith.

"I flew here with my brother, to save whoever was stranded in this dump. They probably would've died because of these karking bugs too. A thank you would be nice instead of your blaster." He retorted in discontent. Hand gripping his saber in case the man were to try anything as Urak was a careful person.

"Why don't you put the blaster up so nobody has to get hurt? That would be a good start at least." He said as his Dark'Chyld crystal began to get disturbed by the intent of the man before him.

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

 

[RC 212]

[member="Olan Teff"]

The second bug came at her now, flailing as it's mate had gone down. Vassara met it, coming a step inside it's reach so the talon missed and she raised the Czerka Machine Pistol, depressing the trigger. Hyper velocity tungsten slugs slammed into the beats, exploding against it's carpace and splattering blood in every direction/ Thick crimson ichor rained across the bulkheads and peppered her face. The killing blow was swift as she spun the saber once and launched an uppercut with it, slicing clear through the creature from body to head. It fell a smoking mess of knarled guts and cooked flesh.

There was someone else here now though. Originally on a mission to steal the ship she had to avert her focus. A dark presence was on board, she could feel the chaos of raw untrained force echoing through the vessel. The Sith.

A new glint in her eye lit up. Her lifelong sworn enemies were here and they were young in their training. She would have to remedy that. But first the bugs would have to go and in short order. Moving with a burst of force sped she deactivated the saber and sprinted down the length of the vessels halls. The hallways blurred by, the air whooshing around her ears as her heart pounded blood and adrenaline through her veins. Ten meters from the door to the bridge she slowed and the saber sprang to life once more.

The door was archaic, simple. A downward slash splattered molten metal to the deck and her orange blade slashed through the thin locking mechanism. The doors whooshed open and the smell of death reeked about the air. Her seasoned eyes fell upon heaps of bodies strewn across the room. Black adorned figures, some looking like captains. They were recently slain and other not so recently.

"What the frak?"

Rage still ebbed through her.

Calm, a center in the eye of the storm. Jedi are not allowed passion

Code be damned, she thought, moving closer in. The consoles were still buzzing with juice, and stray datapad lay across them, haphazardly thrown.

"Hmmm."

The lightsabers orange glow gave her just enough room to reach out and snatched it. She blew hard upon the screen, sending flecks of dust into the air. It sprang to life.....

 

[Olan Teff]

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

"To the hanger then!" He shouted with unmatched glee...for someone whom looked like a corpse armed over, he was quite spry with moving towards the end goal: Escaping with the goods.

Any good Pirate likes that.

Or Treasure Hunter.

Though his spirits were high, his body wasn't. He was hobbling along at s brisk pace though, pistol in one hand, chest in the other.

[member="Darth Urak"] @D'vok Windroamer

Their standoff may be put on hold a moment as the clicking creatures rear their not so pleasant heads at them. Whipping their tails and pincers around. Obviously agitated byntheir presence. Maybe not as much Urak, as he may still have his force powers cloaking his presence more. But D'vok was obviously on the menu.

[member="Vassara Raxis"]

On the screen as it leapt to life would be a readout of multiple different levels and their current state. What amount of actual lifeforms the ship could sense, which was jumping between eight and nine.

One actually showed on screen, it was so big within the ship. Wonder why she coukdnt-or anyone for that matter-found it before getting into the ship?

A little warning sign would pop up suddenly, it looked important. On looking closely, it was warning that the main generator was disabled-most likely destroyed-and the secondary ship generator was on lock down due to overheat...over a hundred years ago. It stopped at '99+'. Below the message it said:

"Manual reset needed, send nearest engineer."

 

[Harli Hayes]

Harli shook her head at Olans response. "Your enthusiasm is unkillable, isn't it?" With her blaster at the ready, she followed after him.

[member="Olan Teff"]

 

[Atrace]

Atrace felt something, a disturbance he felt as if his brother was in grave danger. Someone else was on the ship a jedi, not just any jedi, a master, he would pull out his holocommunicator signaling Urak "Brother, we have a problem. have you sensed it?" He would await a response as he began to follow Olan and Harli to the hangar

Atrace would look over to Olan "so what exactly does that mean , the generators on lockdown? can we still get out of here?" He looked at the man with a puzzled expression. "I just want to get out of here as soon as possible."

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

 

[Olan Teff]

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

Spoiler: OOC

Hey Atrace, that last line was for Vass. XD

A broad grin went over Olans face as he looked at Harli. "Its nigh indestructible, unlike my body. It ~can~ did. Laughing gently, causing a little cough from him. Shuffling now a little faster. Tossing a flare every so often.

Leaning his head back he looked at Atrace quietly. "Someone else is here other than us? And yeah, were almos-" At that, they could see some of the loader droids coming back towards them. And there was a growing light as they got closer to the hanger. "See!"

 

[Harli Hayes]

Harli gave a soft chuckle at Olans response. Her ears perked up some when his voice dropped to talk to Atrace. Someone else was here? What did he mean by that? Before she could think on it, her attention focused on the light coming from the hangar. "Finally. I can't wait to get out of this death trap."

[member="Olan Teff"]