Set Controls (Silver Jedi Dominion of Shri-Tal)

[Eenes Kokad]

Eenes' eyes cracked open, the dim grey sky stretching above her and the smell of smoke filling her nostrils. Where..? She sat up quickly, then immediately groaned and flopped back down to a fetal position. A large but mercifully shallow gash in her leg was oozing blood, and her head didn't seem to be in a good way either. All around her lay strewn the remains of the lander and the bodies of the troopers that had been in it - many silenced, but several stubbornly holding onto their lives, and even a couple that seemed to be relatively unscathed.

Panic began to set in. How long was I out? Minutes? Hours? Days? What happened to the shuttle? Eenes closed her eyes and took a deep breath, flinching at the sudden pain in her side. There is no emotion, there is peace. She let out the breath, and the pain seemed to dull. For several minutes, she lay unmoving on the ground.
The Force still felt strange.
Slowly, she collected herself and began to stand, clutching her robe to her leg in an attempt to stop the bleeding. She reflexively reached her other hand toward it, prepared to heal herself in the Force, but hesitated at the last moment. Why does the Force feel so strange? Is it wise to use it right now? She stood indecisive for a few moments, then dropped her arm in defeat. Not now. If it gets unbearable, perhaps.
After taking off her belt and fashioning a makeshift bandage from it, she limped around the crash site, waking those who seemed more or less whole and stabilizing those who didn't with their own medpacs. After ten minutes or so, she had a half dozen men and women awake and alert. The Temple loomed off in the distance, perhaps half an hour away on foot.

"Gentlemen, we seem to have encountered some... unexpected complications. However, we will not allow this to hinder the mission any more than necessary. Tau 3 and Zeta 5," she pointed at one trooper who seemed less capable of travel and one who had some technical expertise, "watch the crash site and try to get communications online. We need to get your fellows out of here. Taus 4, 8, and 9 and you, Rho 7, come with me." A look of determination settled across her face. "We're going to scout out the Temple."



[OOC: Apologies for the inactivity. I should be back to stay.]

 

[Coci Heavenshield]

"How?", she looked on with amazement, "I chose you? what did you just do? .. .. I have gone mad, I am talking to the flower".

You did not do your research did you Jedi. I am a Murakami orchid, and you are Jedi, a very powerful one at that.

"I am not Jedi!", she yelled. She threw the bag over her shoulder again and started to walk to the otherside of the ridge to start her climb down to her ship. The Orchid did not speak again this night, but hoped that the girl would soon pot her and give her some water else she would die, she will broach that topic later as the Jedi did not appear to be in the mood to chat.

Abaigeal, huffed her way down the cliff face, mumbling over and over rejecting her hertiage on all sides but she could feel the orchid, present in her bag, it had bonded with her and she knew not why or what this strange connection will bring in the future.

Even though she doubted her own mind at this point, she placed the bag on the floor of the cockpit with care and climbed in to prepare for take off. As soon as she cleared the atmosphere, Abaigeal locked in co-ordinates for Tatoonie, wanting to get as far away from the Silvers as possible.

 

[Aithne Charr]

Solan smiled as the ship rocked suddenly and an alarm went off to the side as he made a face of disappointment. "Damn, so close... Nicole hang on, now." He aimed the dropship for the hanger as the alarms were clear now and it was obvious as the thing sputtered and careened until finally it slammed through the ray shields of the hanger and then down into the hanger itself. The Crash was the worst part, hitting one of the enemy dropships still docked it lurched forward and then slammed into the ground before skidding across the ground and stopped.

Solan himself was dizzy, his head bleeding from a gash as he looked at his apprentice, making sure she was ok before speaking whether she was conscious or not. "Time to make sure we are not doing this in vain..." He looked down into the troop transport area, several moving around enough to be combat ready, the others needing time or unconscious. "Those who are ready, get up and lets go, we need to provide cover." Without further explination his hand hit the ramp controls, lowering it before he himself thrust out his hand and blew out one of the cockpit's panels before shooting through it himself and landing down infront of the ship and a very unlucky security member who found a scythe cutting into his neck and removing his head. "Kill any who do not surrender." He said as his face thinned and the illusion of a skeletal man in a dark cloak with a scythe appeared. "Fear Death itself." He would be truthful this was war but if someone surrendered they would be spared. But if they did not he would not let them threaten his men or student as he started forward.

 

[Neyana]

[member="Solan Charr"]
"Hang on... What?" It was then that she heard the alarm going off. "Damnit!" She would brace herself for a rough landing, but she was still jerked forward, and slammed into her side of the controls, and jerked back to her chair. "Gah...N-Nngh..." The force of the impact had knocked her unconsious, and she too, would have a bleeding wound on her face. When Solan checked, the wound wasn't that serious, and the girl remained unconsious. Her unconcious body would lean to the right, and would remain undisturbed, unless someone went to get her.

 

[Aithne Charr]

[member="Nicole Sarah Feanor"]

His eyes slid into narrow slits as he moved from the man he had beheaded to the next, using the first man as a shield as he took the shots before solan threw the corpse down and cut down into the next man. His soldiers taking shots at those who were coming into the hanger through a side door while the crew without weapons scattered. So much so that solan looked at the flames leaping from the downed gunship they crashed into as he gripped them and pulled the flames to him before thrusting out his hand and letting the flames travel to the door the crewmen were trying to retreat into but were left trapped as the flames were send in one directiond down the hall. Only then would Solan look at his men. "Protect her, make sure shes tended too, i have a bridge to take you four get over here with me. We are going to take it out right now."

 

[Neyana]

[member="Solan Charr"]

Some troops around him would head over to Nicole, making sure she is all well and taken care of. One of them would take out some bandages, and wraps around her head injury, and the rest would remain at the ship, protecting the unconcious girl from anyone who might want to do her harm.

 

[Aithne Charr]

Solan moved through the halls, heading straight for the turbolifts as he continued through the hall and smiled before speaking to the guards as he reached it. "Cover the hall and wait for the ship's security, this should not take long." Solan stepped into the turbolift and shot up towards the bridge as he counted the seconds, thinking to himself and tightening his grip on the scythe harder. There was only one obstacle he would need to worry about in the next room, and he would not need to worry about it long.

[member="Nicole Sarah Feanor"]

 

[Quenladose]

[member="Solan Charr"] [member="Nicole Sarah Feanor"] [member="Eenes Kokad"] [member="Abaigeal E'ron"]

Quenladose continued to look at the bar on the charge. The cannon preparing and slowly as it finished filling up she had a smile on her face with it. "Cannon charged, targeting solution acquired. Fire when ready." She wasn't excited about it, or the killing but there was something to be said about anticipation and you had the chance to push it... she was thinking about having just a big button you could push to fire the cannon that would have to be recommended for situations like these as the Go Nagai ship in range and view blinked from existance. The rumbling of the ship while it fired a bem on the enemy ship punching a hole and path for the boarders and fleet. "All Silver Jedi forces move in, administrator I take it that was a welcome enough test to complete and handle your fears?" The sound of the woman tapping a console as her ebony skin shined with sweat came. The gleam from the holograms while she spoke... "It does enough, the Silver jedi are proving interesting. We'll have the task force sent in to help on the other worlds."

 

[Aithne Charr]

[member="Quenladose"]

Solan watched the doors open as he stared out into the bridge and before anyone could react he pushed his body through the air with the force and cut the first man down before sending a knife into the throat of the second. With a whistle now he clapped and looked among those on the bridge who suddenly found what looked like the grim reaper congratulating them on a job well done. "Which of you is the captain, i have some demands and until they are meant one by one you will all be spaced. So, you going to answer me." He wasn't really going to do it but the smallest hint of ear he automatically worked to intensify as he smiled at them all.

 

[Quenladose]

[member="Solan Charr"]

Quenladose wasn't there to hear what was happening but she had seen some of the Go Nagai, they weren't ones for surrender and their giants were powerful bodyguards. If all else failed the destruction Shri-Tal had been recovering from was what they could do when angry with leveling city blocks with their rage. She was looking at things while the fighters were going after the other ships, Solan had his to handle, the woman was head of the prison on Malachor they had controlled and were working to get back. She had a great deal of work that needed to happen first though while they were all sending more ships. "Send a message to the council, tell Grandmaster E'ron that the Asobi system should be secure and the Will of the Force is preforming as described."

[member="Abaigeal E'ron"] if you could finish it off and submit it as faction owner

 

[Aithne Charr]

Sadly, surrendering was just what the giants did not do and Solan almost was taken out then and there if he didn't expect more guards. But he was on the flagship after all. The problem was that Solan was not a simple push over as the first strike came in and solan intercepted it with the scythe as he pulled in the death and fear around him as he breathed out and flames began to consume his blade and arms. "Wrong choice." With that he struck, without mercy or hesitation as his blade pushed aside the Giant's and landing a single cut on him before the man burst into flames himself. Then he looked at the other and those in the hanger and without hesitation he brought the blade up before slamming it through the air as an arc of flames impacted on several of those in the hanger. All comms were down and only one would be spared in the end, but for the next dozen minutes there would be silence from the bridge of the flagship of the Go Nagai as Solan fought through and took out the staff. Only when that last one was left, a man about his size with suitable rank did solan grab him by the neck as his hand still held flames, burning the man and forcing him to order the ships to stop firing at the silver jedi and those boarding their ships.

 

[Quenladose]

The path was being cleared but the jedi still held out, not taking chances as she knew the dangers the Ren and Nagai posed. Their forces formidable in an open area but a giant in a confined space could prove very very dangerous while she was moving into the shuttle. Transporting themselves to the remaining ship while rangers and soldiers from Shri-Ta approached. The Asobi system was secured for them at least and they had a few ideas of what could be done as a smile crept across her face. "Good job and now lets make sure everythign else if fine."

 

[Eenes Kokad]

The space battle overhead seemed to be coming to a conclusion. Perhaps they'll come looking for us. The spires of the Temple towered overhead, the rubble on the ground becoming more prominent the closer they got.
Her leg and chest were killing her. The painkillers she had taken from a soldier's medkit were helping, but she was pretty sure she had cracked a rib. At least we're close. The troops had noticed that she wasn't doing well, but there was little more to be done at the moment.

They approached the doors of the Temple, and Eenes cautiously reached out with the Force. It still felt, strange, odd, watered down, but knowing what could be inside was worth the risk. Hopefully.
....and nothing. Just a few animals, nothing more. Nothing intelligent. Still, caution would be wise.

They entered the Temple slowly, the four troopers with their weapons out and Eenes with one hand on her blade and the other on her leg. The halls stood empty, both sound and impressions of life echoing starkly through the halls before falling dead and silent. Still, what damage there was seemed to be light, and when the restoration project began there would be plenty to work with. "Taus 4 and 9, take that hallway. Tau 8, Rho 7, on me. We're looking for communications. If you find them, try to get the attention of the friendlies in orbit." Head high in an attempt to not show her pain, she started down the right hallway. Assuming this has a similar layout as other Temples, communications might be right over... here. She turned a corner and smiled at the console that stood before her. Now to get it working.

Before she could begin, one of the soldiers stepped forward. "Hold on," she said, "I know these. My father used to work on these back home...." After a few minutes and a jury-rigged power pack, the lights on the console began blinking in a standby state. "Thank you, soldier." Eenes congratulated her.

"Silver Jedi ships in orbit, this is Jedi Padawan Eenes Kokad. Our shuttle crashed on the way to the surface. There are several bodies and stabilized soldiers four klicks Southeast of the Temple. Request medical transport immediately. In addition, there are five of us in the Temple itself. Light injuries, but we're more or less alright. Please respond, over."

[member="Quenladose"] [member="Solan Charr"] [member="Nicole Sarah Feanor"]

 

[Quenladose]

[member="Eenes Kokad"]

The communicatiosn came in, with the fleet nearly destroyed for the Go Nagai communications were clearing up and she could see the planet. The hologram displayed and showing them what they needed while she listened and zoomed in to see. They were going down and Quenladose spoke moving some of the forces to get the new paths. "This is quenladose, we are sending some forces towards you, the Aoi temple's lower levels are still intacts from reports. Use the catacombs and entryways to head down and we'll get to you, forces are being sent from the lake temple." She was looking at it, the Twilight Sepulcher with its spires had remained hidden while the other temples in the mountains were being handled, the one by the lake had done as needed and protected itself by being built underground more then just the tip of the top spire above ground.