Rebellion in Flames; Imperial Dominion of the Bothawui Hex

[Zesiro]

Post 7
Enemies ??
Allies [member="Desmond C'artyom"]
Objective Escape the bombing

Desmond regained his feet, accomplishing part of his goal in getting the detonator away from Triem. It crunched satisfyingly under his boot. Even through the sound of people going nuts, Zesiro swore she heard it. Avix though was struggling with all of his strength to get away and with almost every move, she had to twist his arm until he submitted again. Fury filled his eyes as he tried to look at her and then Desmond, they had foiled what had been such a good day.

Maintaining her grip on the politician, she watched as Desmond approached, gave her a friendly kiss on the lips and embraced her. A whisper that she knew him well and a thrust of his sword into Avix sealed the deal. The additional shot to the head made it a positive that Avix would not be returning from the grave. Taking his ID and another item that would provide the proof he was dead to the Empire, Zesiro grabbed from his corpse before more shells fell threatening to collapse the building.

Following on the heals Desmond who lead the way out. If somebody didn't move fast enough for him, he shoved them out of the way or they got stepped on by the people rushing around. There was no sense of order in the chaos the bombing brought and the people were running around trying to find a safe place to ride out the storm. Zesiro knew this was not the place to be and when Desmond hotwired a speeder that had been left behind, she gave him a large, flashing smile and climbed on behind him.

Wrapping her arms around him in quite a friendly manner, she hung on for dear life as he took them away from the city.

"You got an idea of where to rendezvous?"

[member="Desmond C'artyom"]

 

[Janick Beauchamp]

Location: Bothawui
Objective: Steal enemy ships
Allies: [member="John Shepherd"] [member="Kira Vaal"] [member="Jorus Merrill"] [member="Dax Fyre"] [member="Bryce Bantam"] [member="Joza Perl"] [member="Jim Pehico"]
Enemies:[member="Kayrce"] [member="Tanomas Graf"] [member="Zesiro"] [member="NT-6922"] [member="Titun"] [member="Desmond C'artyom"] [member="Aut-X"]
Post: 6/37 (10/10 for the first carrier)

With the vulture droids and, along with those, the Lancers, engaging the skirmish fleet, the enemy was distracted for a while, which could be used by [member="Kira Vaal"] and her crew to make good on the Millenium Falcon's escape. Also, with the Hardcells actively firing at vulture droids, and the C-9980s firing at the Lancers, alongside the Empyrean, both Munificents concentrated their fire on the humongous hangar of the Providence dreadnought. Meanwhie, the Firebrand opened fire on the first Warlord carrier, which still saw a bloody firefight taking place inside it, while the second carrier was getting boarded by another AT-AT barge, filled with droidic reinforcements. Janick and her crew were taking some hits, but two of those who took hull damage promptly ran head-on towards the exposed concave dish with all four heavy Deathball bombs detonating upon contact with the dish, causing an explosion that caused the surviving wingmen behind it to instead drop their humongous bombs at the Firebrand's command tower. As for Janick herself, she has taken some hits that left her shieldless, and instead covered her wingmen as they were coming around for another pass, even after the Firebrand had a dozen heavy Deathballs dropped for the command tower and the concave dish each.

"Return to ship once our bombing run is complete: we got the enemy where we want them. Our allies have an opening to escape"

In earnest the operation to commence boarding the third carrier began with AT-AT barges infiltrating its two pincer hangars, disgorging hundreds of battledroids and its organic support elements. Meanwhile, the second carrier obtained reinforcements from more AT-AT barges so as to press on the boarding attack, and possibly brace for another shot from the enemy concave dish. Finally, a heavily-damaged AT-AT barge, laden with roughly a hundred heavy Deathballs in its lower deck (the skirmish fleet planned for six Deathballs per pilot), began plotting a microjump trajectory for the enemy Providence hangar, and then proceeding on at full speed towards the joint between the hangar module and the forward section after it reverted; the doomed AT-AT barge was on a collision course for the dreadnought's midsection, and then... a hundred one-ton proton bombs exploded all at once, taking the barge down with it and the sheer size of the combined explosion of 100 one-ton proton bombs would be seen from a good distance away.

Spoiler: NPC fleet

Capital ships:

Empyrean (Empyrean-class assault ship) heavy shield shield damage
More Pew Pew (Munificent-X-class heavy cruiser) heavy shield damage
Less Qew Qew (Munificent-X-class heavy cruiser) heavy shield damage
Flotsam (C-9980-class assault frigate) heavy shield damage
Jetsam (C-9980-class assault frigate) heavy shield damage
Plexus (Hardcell-X-class anti-starfighter frigate) heavy shield damage
Radius (Hardcell-X-class anti-starfighter frigate) heavy shield damage

Landing craft:

5 AT-AT barges (1 has taken hull damage)

Attack craft:

50 Chiloon-class fighter-bombers

Spoiler: Boarding parties

Infantry:
B2 battle droids

Heavy weapons (organic-manned)

Korriban heavy machineguns (4 for 100 battle droids)
MiniMag PTL missile launchers (3 for 100 battle droids)

 

[Alasdair Sitra]

9​

The knife sunk deep into the flesh of the Bothan’s neck, a slight effort to resist all that stood between Kayrce and the entrance the bunker that had become the source of the energy output reported to Inferno. They had found two guards at position, one was now being lowered to the ground dead by Kayrce, the other also in his throws of death as another of Inferno’s blades held its position in the alien’s neck.

“Ravager we have eliminated guard posts and have found a bunker entrance.” The night vision feed back through her helmet approved the area as clear, yet it gave no real indication as to why there was a bunker so far in the middle of nowhere. “Area is clear. Awaiting follow up instructions.” The rest of the team came into position around her, all of them kneeling in the undergrowth as the Bothan bodies were hidden in the bushes.

“Copy that Inferno-One.” It was slightly full of static as the message came through, Kayrce pushing the helmet against her ear to get a better hearing position. “Breach and clear. Intelligence has authorised utter removal of any presence within. Secure any Intel that may be within. Ravager out.”

“Affirmative.” Kayrce began to move towards the blast doors. A small device pulled from her belt and placed on the durasteel of the bunker door. “Breach positions.” The team shifting to either side of where she had placed the device. “In three, two, breach!” The device whirred to life and span in a wide arching circle, mini sparks shooting out as lasers did their work cutting through the durasteel like butter.
With a solid thud the hole fell to the ground and Inferno had their way in.

 

[RC 212]

Location: Bothawui- On the Firebrand-In the brig
Objective: Escape

Post #2


Allies: [member="John Shepherd"] [member="Kira Vaal"] [member="Jorus Merrill"] [member="Dax Fyre"] [member="Bryce Bantam"] [member="Joza Perl"] [member="Jim Pehico"] [member="Janick Beauchamp"]
Enemies:[member=Kayrce] [member="Tanomas Graf"] [member="Zesiro"] [member="NT-6922"] [member="Titun"] [member="Desmond C'artyom"]

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And grab that gun Worsh did. The Mon Cals fingers wrapped around the pistol and jerked it free as her double clench around the Stormies neck destroyed his posture and lined his face up for two follow on knees. Her knee pad cracked against the armor until Worsh called out.

"Got it!"

She transitioned to the side, getting behind him and giving him a quick shove into the wall. He tumbled, Worsh fired and two bolts went smack into his back.

"Nice work dude! Gimme the pistol, you take the blaster!"

Worsh tossed the pistol and she caught it. Then he scooped the blaster, checking the power cell status and grinning.

"Still full!"

"Great, oh wait. Take his key card."

"What about the armor, use the old prisoner transfer trick?"

"Nah too slow. We gotta get our rears to the Fleabag. And we can't do that with out a layout at least."

"Hmm, you're right." Worsh replied, snatching the Card from the dead trooper.

"All right this way, let's go!"

They made their way through the double doors of the cell block, into the main control. Only to find themselves faced with several Imperial officers whose jaws dropped. She shrugged, raised her pistol and took aim. Bolts criss-crossed and ricocheted off the walls.

She dove left, firing. Worsh Dove right. They each worked a wall into the corners and lit the room up, dominating it in the cross fire.

"Two down! I got one hiding behind the center console!"

"Cover me fool!" She shouted.

Worsh opened up, she moved down the left wall duck walking until she had a clear shot. Then she took it, annihilating him from the flank...

 

[Bryce Bantam]

Location: Off hyperspace lanes, deep space One parsec from Bothawui
​Opposition: Galactic Empire ( [member="Tanomas Graf"] | [member="Zesiro"] | [member="Kayrce"] | [member="NT-6922"] | [member="Titun"] | [member="Desmond C'artyom"] | [member="Lucien E. Irridius"] )
Allies - (Rebellion [member="Kira Vaal"] ) (Underground [member="Jorus Merrill"] | [member="John Shepherd"] | [member="Dax Fyre"] | [member="Joza Perl"] | [member="Thane Drexel"] )
OOC: This is to note ORC entry into the Domination and to set back story for arrival

NPC Fleet (Mostly target practice for fleeters, dispatch as you wish. Will post damage as needed in response to actions)

Spoiler

x3 Silk - MC70 Ackbar-class Star Cruiser (Named the Phoenix, Resistance, Phantom)
x5 Silk - Peregrine Class Armed Freighter (Endor's glory, Yarvin remembrance, Hoth's furry, Twin suns of Tatooine, Decider of Hutta)
x11 Mics tramp freighters
x10 transports to help with evacuation

Fighters to be used - (Background noise)

• Incom XA-5 X-Wing
• Incom Modified E-25
• Koensayr BTL-Q5 Stormhammer
• Koensayr BTL-Q3 Longshot

The Peregrine Class Armed Freighter "Endor's glory" never stood a chance. As the great weapon came ready to fine the brave captain positioned his ship in the beams path. As the Green super laser of death came to bare it flew true but fell short of its' intended target. The result to the glory was no less spectacular as the shields fell on the and engines detonated in a matter of seconds. Bryce covered his eyes as the flash consumed his view screen. When he open them he saw there would be no need to look for survivors. Instead his hands clintched as he readied his next move.

"All fighters not under [member="Janick Beauchamp"] command, form up on me. We are not going to let them get another shot, I want that fething weapon crippled. Follow us in, Commander Beauchamp Needs cover, all wings, shields double front, weapons hot, we are after blood boys. The Glory will not have died in vain!"

All remaining Y- Wings formed up on "Zero" and at full thrusts Bryce lead the flight in. As the Lance cruisers began to form up around the firebrand Bryce brought his own proton cannon on line. Targeting the lead picket ship he targeted their bridge. The lights dimmed as "Zero" diverted all available power to the weapon. It would fire at full strength, sending a blase equal to 75 turbo lasers straight into their hearts.

 

[Jim Pehico]

Location: Bothawui- On an Imperial Star Destroyer
Objective: Escape to Zero
Allies: [member="John Shepherd"] [member="Kira Vaal"] [member="Jorus Merrill"] [member="Dax Fyre"] [member="Bryce Bantam"] [member="Joza Perl"] [member="Janick Beauchamp"] Seraya Whisperwind
Enemies: [member="Kayrce"] [member="Tanomas"] [member="Graf"] [member="Zesiro"] [member="NT-6922"] [member="Titun"] [member="Desmond C'artyom"]
Post: #5

Jim and R2-3Z had been rushing through the halls searching for the nearest escape pods. Unfortunately stormtroopers followed Jim and R3's every movement. Jim looked back at R2.

"3Z, lock the blastdoors behind us." The droid whistled a quick reply and hurried to the interface, he whistled as the stormtroopers approached. Jim dove for cover in a door way, and blasted a stormtrooper square in the chest. Suddenly the blastdoors began closing but fortunately for Jim none of the stormtroopers attempted to get in. as Jim and R2 rushed through the halls he heard the boss's voice. Zero was coming to pick him up. He rushed through the halls who knows how long Zero was going to be near a Star Destroyer for.

 

[Tendra Daklan]

Allies: The Galactic Empire
Enemies: The Rebellion ([member="Bryce Bantam"], [member="Janick Beauchamp"]. Take damage as you please.)
Post #1

Two Tempus-class Star Frigates exited hyperspace, having been sent as meager reinforcements from Imperial central command. They loomed vertically above and behind the larger Firebrand, intent on providing it with some protection as the enemy forces rallied for what could be a fatal strike. Captains Voddher and Febri had planned their entrance ahead of time, making sure that their vessel's weakness was facing away from a majority of the opposing fleet. Giving the order to open fire, multiple quad and heavy turbolaser cannons spewed forth destructive power, green beams soaring through space towards their intended targets.

The most damaged of enemy ships were targeted first, those closest to the Firebrand most likely being caught completely off guard. While the point-defense laser cannons had no targets in immediate range, they would be sure to pester any starfighters that had passed the Firebrand after their attack runs. Flashes of green lit up the command bridge, the Imperial officers working without distraction to maintain the efficiency of their respective frigate. Shields were online, while the engines stood by to be engaged upon command. Their job was to protect one of the Empire's most prized ships, by whatever means necessary. Moments later, a Bulwark-class frigate dropped out of hyperspace nearby the Tempus-classes, a dark Inquisitor secretly on board and awaiting orders.

 

[GalacticNiv]

Employers: The Galactic Empire
Target: [member="Jim Pehico"]
Post #1

Months of pursuit had led up to this moment. Ever since his debut at a slave auction, Jim Pehico had been hunted from one side of the galaxy to the other. The man probably had not even noticed, and that was how Tallor liked it. For weeks, the Mandalorian Bounty Hunter had done investigation work, finding out more about the individual he had been sent to take out. He did have the option of dead or alive, but all that time spent had made things somewhat personal for Tallor.

Upon discovering that his target had joined up with the infamous Underground, the armored hunter had decided to study any plausible patterns in their attacks, finding that they rather enjoyed pestering the Imperial Remnant. With that knowledge in mind, he managed to strike a brief contract with the Empire, working in their midst until the moment was right. Rounding the corner of a corridor within the Imperial Stardestroyer, Tallor watched as a squad charged down the hallway, towards a large blastdoor that was in the process of closing.

The lead trooper took a blaster bolt to the torso, sending him sprawling across the floor as the others backed away. However, Tallor did the exact opposite. Sprinting down the hall as fast as he could with his armor, the man pushed passed all of the bucketheads, holding his arms against his body as he dove through the air on a horizontal angle. The bounty hunter had managed to avoid being crushed by the blastdoors, landing on the other side at the very last moment. Down the hall were two individuals, an astromech droid and Pehico himself. Starting at a mild jog, Tallor slung his blaster rifle from his back and into his hands, releasing a few shots in his target's direction.

 

[RC 212]

Location: Bothawui- On the Firebrand-In the Halls
Objective: Escape

Allies:[member="Jim Pehico"]
Enemies: [member="Tallor"]
Post #3

"Download the layout!"

"With what!" Worsh shouted, as they hacked the passwords with the key card.

"Idk....feth."

"Yeah didn't think that one through huh?"

"New plan then."

"Like?"

"Like getting out of here dude. Grab what you can, let's fething roll!"

They managed to strip all the bodies in a minute or less. Extra power packs, new blaster rifles. She shoved the pistol into her holster and grabbed a rifle herself. Two weapons were better than one, and she was separated from her lightsaber as well as her regular gear. They moved out, bounding down the hall until they came behind Jim.

Who was a facing down a bunch of troopers, until he was facing a Mando it looked like. As the Mando opened fire she cursed, and raised her rifle. Worsh did the same, and they moved as one, again one taking each wall.

"Drop the weapons! Both of you!" Worsh roared in broken basic.

She was not so complacent to wait. The Mando seemed to be on the Empires side and the other guy. Well he seemed to be taking it head on so she assumed he was friendly.

She fired her own weapon, letting a trio of beams loose towards Tallor

 

[Alasdair Sitra]

10​

The hallway beyond the door was bright and well lit, yet as the black armoured commando squad made their way down it the obviousness of it’s emptiness became drastically clear. Even with the lack of opposition blasters were raised in a readied position as the team made their way ever further into the bunker’s internal secrets.

“Elevator ahead.” Jast, one of the specialist scouts assigned to Inferno mentioned only moments before the rest of the team saw the only place the corridor was leading. A single blast door protected the internal workings of the elevator but it was clear that to go any further they would have to ride the machination rather then continue through the hallways.

“Mount up, lets take see where it goes.” Kayrce ordered as the squad entered the confined space with quick movement. The was only one direction for it to go.

Down.

 

[John Shepherd]

Location: Off hyperspace lanes, deep space One parsec from Bothawui
​Opposition: Galactic Empire ( [member="Tanomas Graf"] | [member="Zesiro"] | [member="Kayrce"] | [member="NT-6922"] | [member="Titun"] | [member="Desmond C'artyom"] | [member="Lucien E. Irridius"] )
Allies - (Rebellion [member="Kira Vaal"] ) (Underground [member="Jorus Merrill"] | [member="Bryce Bantam"] | [member="Dax Fyre"] | [member="Joza Perl"] | [member="Thane Drexel"] )

The explosion shook the ship madly as Shepherd was flown into a not so happy engineering officer, she looked very nice today John thought as he got back up and into his position on the bridge and listened to Bryce telling them to reform. Looking at his crew as they struggled to get back up he looked at the young ensign with the bleeding forehead that was supposed to be flying the ship. Jumping down he got on the controls and began to move it over to the rest of the ships near Bryce's ship.

"You all heard the man, get those shields doubled on the front, draw from anywhere you need to, take the unnecessary systems out first and work to the more important ones if need be, but we will not let that happen to us, Got it? Good now let's get this fething fight over with, or I will have a nice letter to send the top brass."

The last line seemed to be more of a mumble under his breath as the replacement ensign came up and replaced the one that had been sent to the med-bay. He got up into where he usually stood and looked at the other ships gathering around and slightly nodded, this was going to be a interesting fight in deed, but weren't they always interesting?

 

[Alasdair Sitra]

11​

The elevator had led them down further and further into the construct, eventually allowing them to dismount into another corridor similar to the one that had led them from the door in the first place, there was a large difference in this one to the last however.

“Contact.” Kayrce declared as the Bothan before them raised his weapon, her own shot hitting him before he could pull his own trigger. Clearly they had tripped some form of alarm on their approach and now defence had been put in place by a small group of Bothan troops. “Wipe them out.”

Inferno squad were remarkably good at getting into cover, using the bulkheads of the corridor design to reject the enemy clean shots. Every now and again they would twist out of their hiding and put a bolt in a Bothan’s chest.

The firefight lasted several minutes until the smoke lingered around Inferno Squad, yet something struck Karyce as they approached the first of the Bothan bodies and gave it a kick. “No alarm, I don’t think we were expected.” That gave them more time, she had thought they had set off some form of proximity alarm when they had entered the bunker, but now, Inferno were in silent…

…Which played heavily in their favour.

 

[Desmond C'artyom]

[SIZE=11pt]Desmond flew through a city in flames. Bothuwai burned as the whirred through the air and the Chiss agent couldn’t fathom how any rebellion could stand under the might of such unwanton destruction. The might of the Imperial war machine was infinite and showed no sign of relenting. Desmond speeder slowed as they approached the rendezvous and Desmond knew Zesiro asked them as to their where abouts. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=11pt]“We are approaching the Imperial lines now,” [/SIZE]

[SIZE=11pt]Desmond careened to a halt over the Imperial fortifications and parked the speeder in a prefab. He dismounted the bike and helped [member="Zesiro"] off the bike as well.[/SIZE]

 

[Zesiro]

Post 8
Enemies ??
Allies [member="Desmond C'artyom"]
Objective Escape the bombing

She and Desmond got lucky on their journey out of the town and didn't get hit by any of the bombs sent to the ground. Debris, bodies and other various parts flew through the air as they flew past at break neck speed. He knew where to go and after the harrowing trip, he pointed out the Imperial lines in front of them. Slowing the speeder down as they approached, Zesiro got an opportunity to look around.

It was set up to prevent people that weren't authorized to come or go as well as provide basic medical treatments for those hurt in battle. Typical of the military and a few tents were set up behind everything. A small base of operations for them.

When he stopped the speeder and climbed off, offering a hand to her to help her down, she took it with a smile. Zesiro settled the dress back around her as best she could and looked at her companion.

"Thanks for the rescue. I owe you two now."

Leaning over, she would plant another kiss on his cheek like she had back on Endor.





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[Alasdair Sitra]

12​

“Room on the left.”

The corridor dipped slightly and allowed a blast door to seperate the main access row into a divide that Inferno had moved yet again into breach position at. Kayrce had reached for the same tool that had cut access into the facility but had thought differently and instead removed a small cylinder from her belt.

“Emp charge entry.” She ordered and watched as the team shifted position slightly. “In three, two…” The button on the tool was pressed and it released a wave of electrical current that caused the lights to flicker and the door to open as if commanded as normal. A series of sparks shot from a terminal on the far side of the room and in the confusion Inferno made their move.

“Contact left.” Blaster shot.
“Centre.” Blaster shot.
“Two more left.” Blaster shot.

“Room is clear. I repeat room is clear.” Kayrce was impressed with her teams efficiency. Training on Kamino was really starting to pay off. “Sweep for valuables. I’m going to see what we can get on the systems.”

 

[Desmond C'artyom]

[SIZE=11pt]Desmond helped the woman dismount the speeder than was surprised when she planted a kiss on his cheek. Des couldn’t help but blush a little. He had had women before, but something about Zesiro made him itch for more. But, much like himself he knew her to be a free spirit. Still… [/SIZE]

[SIZE=11pt]“Zesiro wait,” The Chiss said as he grabbed ahold of her hand. “What if I told you out of all the bombs raining down around us you’re the one thing that has wounded me the most. I need to have you Zesiro and if I don’t, I think my heart may just break in two,” He said softly than gave her his best winning smile. “So Zesiro, please be mine? If not for life then maybe just tonight?” Desmond’s blush deepened till his usual blue face was turning a crimson color. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=11pt]He was a cold hearted killer who thrived on chaos and yet this woman made him feel like a youngling again. He couldn’t explain it, but something about her made him feel like they were two peas in a pod. Cold, calculating and down right evil. It made him feel good to know someone relished the chaos just as much as he did. Or so he thought. [/SIZE]

[member="Zesiro"]

 

[Alasdair Sitra]

13​

Within the confines of the terminal-access room Inferno had gone to work, corners were searched, files were ruffled through and at all times the door was watched by the ever cautious eyes of at least one of them. For Kayrce it was a standard intel grab, which had been the simplified instruction, but for Inferno it was another chance to add to their service roster.

“I have something.” Beric, Kayrce’s trusted slicer, said from his position at the terminal that took up the majority of the wall furthest the door. “Pulling up schematics for…By the Emperor’s grace…”
Kayrce didn’t even bother about disciplining him for the un-necessary explicit, she was about to say it as well. The screen showed not the usual double or triple layer of corridors within a military installation but instead a vast array of twisting and turning lines that darted in every direction before fading into unseen continuance. “It’s huge.”

“The more important question is why?” Leaning forward the commanding officer of Inferno squadron overlooked the details. “See if you can get some form of answer for me. “Twos your coming with me,” Her finger pointed at the display. “That looks like a system control room by the designation. Let’s go see if we can find anything useful in there.”

“Copy that.” Inferno two spoke through his helmet, the words muffled until the decryption program in each of their helmets reconnected the proper talk into each of their ears.

“Beric, keep digging.” She ordered her other team member, shifting his rifle closer to his seated position. “Remember not to let them get behind you.” She imagined his smirk that would cross underneath his own helmet. He knew better then to let anything as simple as that happen.

 

[Zesiro]

Post 9
Allies [member="Desmond C'artyom"]
Enemies None

Before Zesiro had taken more than a step away from Desmond, he had taken a hold of her hand and stopped her. His soft and sweetly spoken words and smile almost made the shell around her heart melt. However, the mission was not yet fully completed and until that was done, she was still on duty. What he suggested was something she wanted, but it would have to wait.

As he spoke though, his blue skin turned as red as Rookie's had when they met on Endor. She returned his award winning smile with one of her own and shook her head. Closing the short distance between them, she gave him a parting kiss.

"Not until this is all over with, my dear."

Giving him a wink and a caress on his cheek, Zesiro walked away from him, letting the hope of a future meeting dwell between them.

 

[Alasdair Sitra]

14​

“Inferno to Ravager.” Kayrce let slip the radio silence as she entered the data control room with Twos, a journey that had been as uneventful as they had hoped, “I repeat Ravager report.” Her hand pressed the side of her helmet into head, knowing full well that through the ground interference the messages of the encrypted channel would be coming in weak from their cruiser still sat in orbit.

“We copy Inferno.” Came a cold, male voice from somewhere thousands of miles above them. “You were instructed for radio silence. Explain yourself?”

She grimaced, the questioning of her methods only caused a slight rush of dislike through the avid Imperial servant, however she had little time to truly dwell. “We have located a data flow point during our sweep, Im going to put a hard link into the system and allow for remote access.” Already another device had been removed from her belt and inserted into the access point usually used for astromech connection.

Instantly a light began to flicker as it took control of the information flowing through it, streaming it onwards and upwards for the Ravager to take a gander at what was being spoken through the channels.

“Ma’am.” Beric’s voice broke the small silence. “You might want to see this.”

 

[Graf's Archive Account]

VII

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He didn't need the electronics in his helmet to be able to hear what the Imperial agent had said, as the Force seemed to fill that role well enough. "So Zesiro, please be mine? If not for life then maybe just tonight?" Agent C'artyom had said to the woman, but what shattered him was what she did in response. She kissed him, she touched him, after the passion that she and the High Inquisitor had been through; "Not until this is all over with, my dear." She uttered.

FIRE and ANGER would reflect on the lenses of his mask, but there was none in sight, only BETRAYAL and DECEIT. Hot blood that had run in his veins only after he met her turned cold, he voided all emotion from his features, becoming as rigid and lifeless as the armor he wore to protect him. He had shown her his true skin, the person he cared for...dare he say loved. He just continued to gaze from afar, as broken and mangled like when he was found by the Empire.

Not even the yells of "SURRENDER!" from a group of Bothan soldiers, or the roars of a repulsorlift tank moving into position behind him broke his gaze. Skaara just curled his hand, his organic hand, into a fist, digging his fingers into his palms until his knuckles were white. Behind him did the necks of his adversaries snap simultaneously, accompanied by the shredding of metal as the tank and its occupants were crushed into a ball, these actions sending a hideous cracking sound throughout the air, enough so that the couple perhaps would've heard and turned to see the Sith Knight.

He himself pivoted, turning his back to their direction, before glancing back one last time then moving to find his starship and leave the wretched place.

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[member="Desmond C'artyom"] | [member="Zesiro"]​