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Securing Martial Law: Sernpidal (Shadow Dynasty Dominion of Sernpidal)

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[member="Celty Ikon"]
[member="Katar"]
[member="Lexa Imura"]
[member="Nicole Sarah Feanor"]
[member="Kaia Brin"]
[member="Eve"]
[member="Katya Shorn"]

(For this one, you're already on the ground, Embassy is under attack, and martial law must be enforced)

Felicia sat in the Ambassador's officer watching the viewscreen as hundreds of people were at the Embassy's front door, trying to barge their way in to capture everyone inside. They were angry, confused, and scared. People had vanished, and Romeo had went off to find a few answers, he had said he would be back, but how long he would be gone was unknown to everyone. He had ordered martial law to be in effect, immediately.
"This is Felicia Sin, Ambassador of the Dynasty, if anyone is still loyal to the Dynasty Banner, please, the Embassy is under attack, people on the streets still need to be escorted into their homes. Do whatever you can to enforce the peace, and security. We need the crowd dispersed at the Embassy's front gates as well. You have been given authority to use violence if needed, and only if needed."
 
Aedan Miles had just returned from hell literally now it was time to set things in order. Wearing black and violet beskar'gam his lightsabers attached to his waist. Behind him strode a group of highly trained and organized men and women they were the members of Aedan's clan and they had been in the system when the call went out. Landing was not a problem the problem was getting to the embassy. Aedan was in lead flanked by two YVH-1's between them was an EDG droid he had been given and behind them the 100 member fighting force of his clan. In the skies were the members of his security team harrying any ships to ground immediately. They made a very interesting spetecale to view walking boldly down the middle of the street armed and armored for war. Anyone who fired a shot was stunned and dragged back to an APC that they had with them put in the back until they could settle things down. As they neared the embassy Aedan made 3 gestures sending thee teams into three groups. Crouching he activated his com link broadcasting over the city service speakers. "This is Aedan Miles to the citizens of Sernpidal. I will give you 3 minutes to cease all the actions and return to your homes." Aedan crouched down in an alley way it would take his teams 2 minutes to get into position and than those who were taking hostile actions had 1 minute to stop.[member="Felix Sin"]
 
A woman with an angry expression standing in the middle of a bunch of rioters. That was what any outsider would first perceive of Lexa as she prepared to get these people out of the street.​
They yelled at her and taunted her and threatened her. But they were like bugs in the dust. All she had to do was corral them back to their little holes in the ground.​
"I have three words that you will ALL obey, unless you feel apt enough to challenge me."
She said to them, her voice dark and filled with authority. Before any of them had a chance to protest, her eyes began to glow. Yellow-orange flames suddenly crawled up her arms as she stared them down.​
"GO. HOME. NOW."
With shocked and scared expressions, the small group dispersed, doing as she commanded. Alright. One group down. A thousand more to go.​
[member="Felix Sin"]​
[member="Celty Ikon"]​
[member="Aedan Miles"]​
[member="Kaia Brin"]​
[member="Eve"]​
[member="Katya Shorn"]​
 

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Katya crossed her arms, clunky in her armor. A look of disapproval flashed in eyes whose cold, blue depths held little back. Complaints about tactless frostbite could be filed under,"Don't Give a Kriff."

The dark-haired girl shook her head and snorted as [member="Lexa Imura"] went about like a fire-wielding proselytizer, quelling blazing tempers with fiery displays. Fire with fire might work for now, but Kate saw the faces of the crowd as they dispersed. They were terrified, but eventually they would grow used to their new masters... and that fear would burn away like a mask of paper mache.

"Imura didn't calm them down," Kate thought to herself, "She just put a lid on a pressure cooker."
 

Celty Ikon

Hammer-loving Scarf Pirate
I heard the order, sure, but I hadn't expected this level of riot. It was horrible. Like a huge mosh crowd, only with way fewer happy drunken people, and way more angry people with sharp objects and incendiary devices. However, I didn't want to make a move just yet. Me, Katar, and a squad of my grandpa's marines were camped out in a nearby building. I looked at the cat-girl and my troops, and smiled.

"Well, I don't envy Imura or that frosty Shorn girl. Let's see what we can do."

I swung my hammer around onto my back, revved the engine on my swoop, and gunned it right out the huge window in front of me.

[member="Felix Sin"] [member="Katya Shorn"] [member="Lexa Imura"] [member='Katar']
 
Sernpidal. It required guidance. And the shadow dynasty was here to provide that guidance, whether the people here asked for it or otherwise.

“Sir. The ambassador requires our aid.” said one of the soldiers to Salvor’s left. He had a squad of twenty men with him, well not all men there were women too, one of whom was the one relaying the information to him now.

“Captain, relay my regrets to the ambassador but we have prior commitments.” he said to the female soldier without pause as he continued to walk down one of the few empty streets to be found, his black cloak flowing behind him, his light sabers bouncing gently on his hip, his unit following behind him.

“As you say.” his captain responded. She was older than he was but still fairly young, she had yet to turn thirty, but had come highly recommended. Not as highly as some, but he file showed traits that Salvor valued as a leader so he chose her over, some more qualified individuals. That hadn’t set well with the rest of his squad, but he was confident she would prove his choice to be the correct one.

As they continued to talk muffled screams could be heard coming down an alley way. Salvor and his men made their way toward the source of the sound. As he turned down the alley he spotted the source of the scream, two women were being accosted by a group of six men, well he assumed them to be men. The four human’s clearly were, he was not entirely sure about the Nikito.

“Captain, hang back and cover me while I go ask for directions.”
 

Celty Ikon

Hammer-loving Scarf Pirate
I hit the ground, the bike's repulsors turning it into a large bounce. Standing up on the footholds, I drew my hammer and slid the vehicle to a stop. I didn't need to wait for the rest of my troops. The sheer effect of having a black-cloaked guy on a bright yellow swoop was more than enough, besides the presence of my hammer, and I shouted across the square I'd just dropped into.

"You are going to stop this, before I make you stop it. Your King needs you to go about your normal lives. This is going to lead you all into a spiral of destruction."

A man near me grabbed my collar, and I gently removed his hand from myself.

"You little red-headed sh*t, where's my wife? What the kark have you done to my wife?"

This time, my hand shot out to grab his collar. The man gasped, and leaned in as I pulled on his shirt.

"If I knew the answer to that, my grandfather would be here. You wouldn't argue with the Grand Admiral."

The man gaped at me as I implied exactly who he was messing with, and I leaned on the swoop bike.

"What, is the red hair not obvious enough?"

[member="Felix Sin"] [member="Salvor Arnex"] [member="Aedan Miles"] [member="Katya Shorn"] [member='Katar']
 

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[member="Salvor Arnex"] [member="Celty Ikon"]

Felix sat back, and shook her head as Salvor's man called in that he was busy. "He's going to be the death of me..that man..." She turned to look at the holovids of hordes of people coming at the doors. "Captain, send out shock nets to contain those people!" She got up from her desk, and walked over to the screen. "Does anyone have a link to Romeo? Or Razer?" She called out. They didnt. "This is crazy! Where are the rest of our men at!?" She asked. "No where to be seen ma'am." Another person answered. What was going on?
 
Salvor stalked down the alley way not bothering to be quiet his squad hanging back making sure no one else came down behind him. The cries of pain and terror grew louder the closer he came but he remained calm, their pain was non of his concern, he had bigger things on his mind.

As he drew closer one of the Nikito spotted him and began to rapidly nudge one of his human compatriots and spoke in rushed undertones. A smile spread over Salvor’s face as the group of them turned to face him.

“ ‘chu lost boy?” the human the Nikito had been nudging asked in an oily voice that slithered out past yellowed teeth. His pale sallow face framed by dry shoulder length dirty blond hair/

“As a matter of fact. I’m in need of directions.”

“Boys, why ain’ ‘chu show ‘im the way out?” a stupid vicious grin spread across the human’s face. It seemed they hadn’t noticed the gaggle of soldiers at the opposite end of the alley. One of the Nikito and one of the human’s advanced on him menacingly with what appeared to be clubs in their hands and a second human advanced on him with a small knife. The other’s hung back to make sure their woman did not get away.

The human with the club swung and Salvor simply parried.

The fight was about to begin…
 
Aedan Miles looked up and than gestured sending his men moving as they turned his lightsabers igniting as he waved his hand suddenly. Those nearest to him were forced back colliding with their friends as his men moved forward using the force Aedan sent his voice echoing over the group. "LEAVE NOW RETURN TO YOUR HOMES! We are here to protect you from those who merely wish to gain all that they can form a planet and ignore its population. IF you have anything that needs to be dealt with wait for a week the government will than hear what you have to say. Until then return to your homes food will be delivered to you as well as water." His men stood at ease before him the young man standing their calmly as he looked over those gathered here. He would rather not kill them all if he could get them back to their homes he could get ahold of the Mando'ade requesting medical and other assistance from them.
 
Aedan watched as the group started to leave slowly sighing Aedan made his way into the embassy not even stopping before he reached the communications room. Turning it on he entered a com code he hadn't used n quite some time actually attempting to activate a steady connection and close to real time link with [member="Strider Garon"] the young man waited for his old friend to answer leaning against the wall lightly.
 
There was a continuous signal beep coming form his encrypted comms with in his beskar helmet. The annoying beeps had woke the old warrior from his deep slumber. His head acked from a night of binging upon the Oyu'baat's goods including the whorish waitresses that he had managed enough credits to donate in trade for his indulgence. He looked to either side of him, a young zeltronian and a twi'liek had cuddled into his muscular arms.

*BEEP* BEEEP* BEEP*

The old man sighed, there was no rest for the wicked. "Sorry ladies, I have to take this call!" He would announce as he shimmed from underneath their nudish caresses. He would roll over the zeltronian and grip his helmet that was beside the bed. Picking it up he would place the helmet over his head to recieve the call that would be private to him alone with in the confines of his helmet. With a blink he would recognize the ID of [member="Aedan Miles"] . The boy would only be calling for one thing and that was to collect on a favor marker that the old man owed.

"Where?" He would growl, annoyed and still drunk "Where you need me, vod?"
 
[member="Strider Garon"]

Aedan chuckled and shock his head lightly. "Sernpidal Strider they are rioting and we are in need of assistance and supplies we are trying to enforce martial law but most of our people including myself got snagged away to some heell or another I got out no clue on the others. If you can send some freighters of supplies or something I would appreciate it." Aedan glanced to the side as a member of his clan pushed the door open quickly saying that some rioters were back but they had weapons this time. Uttering a curse Aedan turned and gave a quick shake of his head muttering. "I need to deal with this." He ended the communication and turned sprinting from the room plucking his helmet from a table.
 
Location: Mandalore
Objective: Bring Aid to [member="Aedan Miles"]

With a few blinks at his HUD he did some quick calculations to come up with an ETA for Aedan and the much needed supply run " Day and half and you will have your aid Vod!" The old marshal would reply. He would get to his feet looking about the room, his clothing scattered and mixed with the girls but his armor was squared away proper in the closet all laid out for rapid dressing.

"Hold tight, I am on my way!' Strider ended the communication and quickly dressed himself proper, clothing and armor all. He would leave the girls where they were, they had their own keys to his private room in the Oyu'baat and he trusted them enough not to steal his belongings.

With a few more blinks and a security access password provided Strider had data on what was avaible for emergency aid missions with in the starport. Thing about mandos and their might was all relied on their ability to properly supply their forces at moment notices. There was always a transport topped up and on stand by to rush supplies anywhere in the galaxy.

"This is Field Marshal Garon! Have your transport ready to go ASAP!" The old man commanded the crew of the Space master Medium transport that was on duty that day. Strider would also send out a message to any vode that would like to volunteer to go on this mission with Strider, to rally at the starport.
 
Location: Mandalore, transport ship
Objective: Grumble like a real soldier

Sweet gods above and below. Was a soul even worth all this fuss? You definitely got way more time off Pirating. And you got paid better. Actually you got paid period. I mean folks were feeding her and there was a bunk and such, so she couldn't complain too much but.. Da hadn't really covered whether or not you got paid to be a good Mandalorian when he was going over the culture, language and at least 23 ways to kill people with a boot. She'd kind of been hoping being assigned to transport duty for a few shifts would equate into some time off. Apparently not. With a sigh, La pulled on her armour, setting her helmet in place with grim finality as she went to answer the most recent call.

She did like the fighting bits. There was that. She got to go new places, meet exotic new people, and then shoot them.

"Dardalab, reporting in."

There was only one left after all.

Bah. Transport. Sit in a bloody ship. Probably any combat would be ship to ship, which meant she'd get to sit about hoping it wasn't her ship that lost. Not enthused.

[member="Strider Garon"]
 
Location: Mandalore
Objective: Bring Aid to [member="Aedan Miles"]
Allies: [member="Strider Garon"] [member="Werdla Dardalab"]

As Ana reached down to get her freshly made muffins out of the oven she heard the sound of her comlink buzz. Coming back up with the tray she saw it light up still dancing on the counter. Apparently someone was in desperate need for her assistance.

After setting the muffins down she picked up the comlink to see what was going on. It looked as if Strider needed company on his day and half trip. Sighing she glanced around the empty home almost as if she was debating if she ought to go. Ghost,the gray wolf, would be just fine so she decided to go.

Bagging up the muffins Ana headed to rally with the others at the starport. She wasn't sure other than Strider whom would show up. It would be an interesting journey no matter whom showed up.

It wasn't everyday she spent idle time like this in space. In truth she normally passed on it because of her night terrors. They happened less often now but it was something she was always wary of.

Reaching the transport Ana went ahead and boarded instead of looking for Strider. She wanted to triple check that they were set to go. Ana did stop to send a message letting him know she would be joining him.
 
Aedan charged out of the embassy igniting his lightsaber as his eyes widened seeing not just civilians with weapons but what appeared to be armored men. Snarling dangerously the young man threw himself into the fight spinning and dancing as he used his sabers to bat blaster bolts back at the those who shot them. He winced as he saw three of his men get hit not dead but wounded members of his clan reached out grabbing the men and pulling them back towards the embassy. Activating his comlink Aedan attempted to contact the others on planet. "This is Aedan Miles to all members of the Shadow Dynasty on Sernpidal we have what appear to be mercenaries fighting with the citizens of the planet I believe an outside force is making its own push against us." Spinning around he took the legs out from under a merc as he back pedaled a bit even he was being pushed back weaving a deadly glowing shield before him with his blades he glanced back making a gesture to signal the retreat.

[member="Judas Zambrano"] [member="Kezeroth the Malevolent"] [member="Celty Ikon"] [member="Felix Sin"] [member="Lexa Imura"] [member="Salvor Arnex"]

ALLIES: [member="Anastasia Rade"] [member="Strider Garon"] [member="Werdla Dardalab"]

OOC NOTE: To extend story and give us more material to work with I am drawing in an opponent. Right now it is mercanary forces hired by an unknown group to attempt and "Assist" the citizens of Sernpidal.
 

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