Slaves mines of Apatros (Vitae Alliance dom of Apatros)

[Darth Banshee]

Sabrina was getting weary of always leading from the front, she wanted to spend more time with emily and her husband [member="Rexus Drath"]. She promised herself unless there home was threatened, this would be her last battle. She was with a fleet of Vitae Alliance ships and troops, a task force sent to free the slaves on a mining world of Apatros. The world was barren wasteland, and since the last galactic crisis some hutts have started using the world to mine cortosis for a profit. Her job was to lead the task force, and send them packing. She had also had to be aware that some other legitimate mines needed to be protected from the assault, as some of them would be owned by the local power the techno union. She did not want to be the one who provoked them into action against them, though they had their hands full with the rebel alliance at the moment. Though they were winning the war against them, slowly but surely mostly down to the fact, they had more resources at their disposal.

The fleet was coming together, and roughly one hour from know they would make the jump to lightspeed. The jump would take place in a sequence, so they would all arrive at the same time. Hopefully doing this they would catch the local hutt cartel of guard, and take down their fleet in space. Then the drop ships would make the jump, so landing forces could then start to take the planet. This would then enable to them to free the slaves, in their sphere of influence.

She sat down on the command deck, waiting for all the ships call in, to tell the captain saying they are ready to make the jump. She was nervous though, what if the intel was wrong, or worse still it was a trap. Could she be leading her forces into ambush, there was so many ifs and buts, it reminder of why she was stepping down from front line field work unless they were to be invaded. All she had to do was wait for the last ship to say it was clear, and rexy who was still in bed damn it.

Spoiler

[member="Zander Greyson"] [member="Xion Vala"]
[member="Vulpesen"] [member="Virus"]
[member="Tricia"] [member="Taras Crozo"]
[member="Taeli Raaf"] [member="Spectre"]
[member="Solan Charr"] [member="Sheila"]
[member="Saryana Lynae"] [member="sabrina"] kotass
[member="sabrina"] [member="Rexus Drath"]
[member="Ophelia"] [member="Oka Osaa"]
[member="Noctis Sin "][member="Nicole Sarah Feanor"]
[member="Mya Jesel"] [member="Miarta"]
[member="Malachite Avachei"] [member="Lucrezia"]
[member="Kekaos"] [member="Kei Amadis"]
[member="Janus Viminal"] [member="Hatake Mutashi"]
[member="Genevieve Shoshana"] [member="Evania Charr"]
[member="Etlan"] [member="Ethan Matumaini"]
[member="Emilia Marean"] [member="David Ulmer"]
[member="Dalur"] [member="Daella Feanor"]
[member="Corran Serat"] [member="Carliah Dakrone"]
[member="Cain Laatl"] [member="Break"]
[member="Bond"] [member="Ashe Senari"]
[member="Aleksander Miles"] [member="Abygail Ericson"]
[member="Aaran Calfan"]
[member="Sempra the Hutt"][member="Xander Black"][member="Cadan Tazi"][member="Tiali Orazio"][member="Flannigan Mcnash"] [member="Foebacca"] [member="Boo Chiyo"] [member="Thraxis"] [member="Momma the Hutt"] [member="Jaster of Clan Awaud"][member="Lysle of the Hydian Way"][member="Tiro Vanek"] [member="Thraxis"] @Ka'Tal [member="Zenva Vrotoa"]

 

[Darth Vaildra]

Location: In orbit of Apatros
Objective: Capture the traitor Darth Banshee
Allies: The Hut.... pfft, try saying that with a straight face
Enemy: Vitae Alliance


The trouble with pissing people off was you never knew who it would be or how far til they broke. Hakora Feanor, Ex-Vitae Alliance Knight and Head of Intelligence was really nothing more than cannon fodder. His time in the Vitae was one not cherished and when he left he took the knowledge with him. He had even managed to stay connected to the server he had created and thus he was in orbit above Apathos long before they had arrived. He turned in his cockpit seat on his Fury-Class Interceptor, an old ship, but a classic. He pressed a button on his chair a holo was sent to [member="Darth Venefica"]. He didn't really have anyone to report to as the Dark Lord did not bother with such things. He paused, what exactly did the Dark Lord bother himself with? Oh, he'd have time for such philosophical things later.


"Venefica, dear, you're looking well, is that a new eyeliner I spy? Very you. Anyways, I found out that the Vitae Alliance was going to try and make a treaty or something with the planet Apathos so I figured I would seize this as a chance to capture the traitor Darth Banshee and if I have time I might as well get Darth Tsolan, but that might be best for later. Does the Dark Lord want Banshee dead or alive?" Darth Valdra wasn't sure what his relationship with Venefica was, but he knew she would be in the know on the matter and he did enjoy messing with her. "Of course if you are not to busy with your nails you can puddle jump on over here and we can get both traitors."

Spoiler

Zander Greyson Xion Vala
Vulpesen Virus
Tricia Taras Crozo
Taeli Raaf Spectre
Solan Charr Sheila
Saryana Lynae sabrina kotass
sabrina Rexus Drath
Ophelia Oka Osaa
Noctis Sin Nicole Sarah Feanor
Mya Jesel Miarta
Malachite Avachei Lucrezia
Kekaos Kei Amadis
Janus Viminal Hatake Mutashi
Genevieve Shoshana Evania Charr
Etlan Ethan Matumaini
Emilia Marean David Ulmer
Dalur Daella Feanor
Corran Serat Carliah Dakrone
Cain Laatl Break
Bond Ashe Senari
Aleksander Miles Abygail Ericson
Aaran Calfan
Sempra the HuttXander BlackCadan TaziTiali OrazioFlannigan Mcnash Foebacca Boo Chiyo Thraxis Momma the Hutt Jaster of Clan AwaudLysle of the Hydian WayTiro Vanek Thraxis @Ka'Tal Zenva Vrotoa

 

[Sempra the Hutt]

Location: on Apatros
Objective: To observe and possibly lead local cartel forces.
Allies: The Hutt Cartel, [member="Darth Valdra"]
Enemies: The Vitae Alliance.

“Do not hesitate to use the whip commander.” Sempra encouraged the droid officer he had sent along to the cortosis mine.

”They will probably not live very long in that toxic place anyway, so might as well get what we can from them before they turn useless.” the hutt chuckled but fell silent as he
realized the droid lacked any sense of humor.

The mine had been there for the taking. It was situated on a location with little interference from the locals and this had been a perfect opportunity to expand the cartel mining operation without
having to deal with complicated local governments or competing companies. Even though the mine had big potential it had been a necessity to keep this a covert operation
which did not allow for any larger defense force. But they had enough to stand their ground if any of the other mining companies decided to cause problems.

The droid company, 112 droids, was made up by B1-Battle droids and Battle super droids fully capable of handling any such nuisance. Spread out through the facility the droids kept regular patrols and after Sempras order made sure to whip any slaves they passed without really caring what the slave was doing.

Apart from the droids a few Cartel contractors, all wearing rebreathers kept an eye on the facility on the ground. Droids were good cannon fodder but not always the best choice to run a mining
operation.

Cartel ships, mainly pirate vessels, had taken position to oversee the freighters passing and going from the planet. They were also keeping a low profile for the moment.
The slaves, numbering about 400, were all poorly equipped, working with low quality drills and pick-axes. They wore temporary torn pieces of cloth around their mouths to protect them from the
toxic air in the mines. Sempra had no intention of paying more expensive rebreather masks on them and having been shipped here was most likely a no return ticket. Mean while, Sempra leaned back in his comfortable throne in the White palace allowing slaves to feed him grapes and wine. He did however keep an eye on the panel to ensure the operation went smoothly.

Spoiler

[member="Zander Greyson"]
[member="Xion Vala"]
[member="Vulpesen"]
[member="Virus"]
[member="Tricia"] Taras Crozo
[member="Taeli Raaf"] [member="Spectre"]
[member="Solan Charr"] [member="Sheila"]
[member="Saryana Lynae"] [member="Sabrina Kotass"]
[member="sabrina"] [member="Rexus Drath"]
[member="Ophelia"] @oka oosa
@noctis sin
[member="Xander Black"]
[member="Flannigan Mcnash"]
[member="Lysle of the Hydian Way"]
[member="Foebacca"] @zerva vrotoa
[member="Tiali Orazio"] [member="Cadan Tazi"]
[member="Thraxis"] [member="Mongo Booshi Mella"] [member="Tiro Vanek"]
[member="Dalur"] daenan falanor @beak
[member="Kekaos"] [member="Janus Viminal"]
[member="Anyone Else"] - on my phone so might have missed a few...

 

[Darth Carolus]

Location: Apatros Slave Mine​

Objective: Sent to protect the Cartel's property​

Allies: The Hutt Cartel​

Enemies: Anyone against his objective​

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Quin would be sitting outside the mine, staring upward to the sky in deep thought. Though his attention would seem to be at the clouds and the flying animals, he would have his concentration be fixed upon sensing the local force presence as well as keeping his presence to a near indistinguishable level, allowing himself to be unknown as a force user by those that do not know of him.

"Waiting, I've always enjoyed the silence that comes with waiting."

 

[Cadan Tazi]

Location: In the mines.
Objective: To observe and possibly lead local cartel forces.
Allies: The Hutt Cartel and their allies.
Enemies: The Vitae Alliance.
Post Count: 1

Cadan wore his Red Raven Shot Caller Armor, the armor looked like it was kept in the best condition, with only a few cuts and scrapes on it, it also had The Jackals logo on the left breast plate. Wrapping itself around his armor was a brown trench coat, the coat itself was once a fine piece of fabric, but now it was almost as run down as an old slave. The coat was severely burnt and carried multiple bullet holes and stains. Strapped to his right thigh was a DL-18, the words "Sunshine" could bee seen sketched into the handle. He wore two wrist mounted weapons, on his left wrist a M99 Rocket system and on his right a CZ Wrist-Mounted Flame Projector. A Red Raven Gauss Rifle equipped with an Augmented Shooting Tool, was strapped around Cadan's back via leather strap. Cadan was also carrying something different, it was a whip.

The filtration system in his helmet was keeping Cadan safe while he was down in the mines. He lifted the whip and brought it down, letting it make a loud 'CRACK' sound. "I've seen disable monkey lizards dig faster than you lot!" He shouted to the closest slave.

Cadan looked around inside the mine, seeing if any slave was slacking off they would feel the wraith of Cadan. There was already signs of blood on his his whip and his gauntlets.

[member="Quin"] [member="Sempra the Hutt"] [member="Darth Valdra"] [member="Sabrina Kotass"] [member="Everyone Else"]

 

[Lord Gaius]

Location - { Apatros Slave Mine }
Objective - { Locate Darth Carolus }
Allies - { Hutt Cartel - [member="Quin"] }
Enemies - { Vitae Alliance }



"Your mission will define your future."
Tasked by the Sith Lords of the One Sith Empire, Sabik Dhami had journeyed to the far flung reaches of the galaxy. He was to seek out a one known as Darth Carolus, a former Jedi as it were. Just like his old master. Darth Vidar had been a Jedi; he was a member of the High Council before his turn to the Dark Side.

Weeks of tracking the man, and a lump of credits spent on infochants, he was able to gather the current location of the man. And so it was to Apatros that he traveled. By way of public freighter, keeping a low profile to his true identity. It was not known he was Sith, and with his white robes, he was more likely to be thought a Jedi.

He found the man meditating in thought, and spoke aloud as he stared into the clouds, "Waiting, I've always enjoyed the silence that comes with waiting." Sabik's brow furrowed, and he spoke to him. It was more statement than question, "Darth Carolus.."

 

[Darth Carolus]

Location: Apatros Slave Mine​

Objective: Sent to protect the Cartel's property​

Allies: The Hutt Cartel​

Enemies: Anyone against his objective​

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Quin would continue his meditation for a moment, though it was clear that he knew of [member="Sabik Dhami"]'s presence. Without breaking his concentration, he would speak solemnly.

"You're a long way from home to be calling me by that name."

His tone would be calm, yet stern, after a couple seconds of calm breathing, Quin would turn to face him and with a frown, speak.

"Unusual get up, what is it you want child?"

 

[Lord Gaius]

Location - { Apatros Slave Mine }
Objective - { Locate Darth Carolus }
Allies - { Hutt Cartel - [member="Quin"] }
Enemies - { Vitae Alliance }



"You're a long way from home to be calling me by that name."
He watched keenly as the man spoke without turning his attention. Home, now that was a concept he struggled with. He was by birthright a Mandalorian, and beyond that he was of Mandalore itself. The homeworld of the ancient warrior culture. He was raised to be among the best the galaxy offered, yet he was still an outcast. Force Users were treated with a certain degree of detestation.

This was just one of many factors that resulted in his eventual allegiance to the Sith. He had proved his loyalty when the Sith took Mandalore by surprised, filling the streets of Keldabe in rivers of red. He had scoured the streets, accompanied by the elite caste of the One Sith, and systemically butchered those he once knew. It had been a numbing experience, and where he oft felt his emotions, that time he had felt nothing.

When Darth Carolus turned, he spoke, drawing Sabik's attention away from his drifting thoughts, "Unusual get up, what is it you want child?" The frown deepened, and Sabik craned his neck as he studied the features of this mans face. He in turn answered, "Oh spare me your arrogant disparage. You are no much older than me." The flick of his wrist, his hilt flung to palm. His left hand curled around the electrum-detailed lightsaber, and his thumb activated the blade.

Yellow plasma exploded to life with a whoosh. The blade was slightly shorter in length to common lightsabers, and the plasma was noticeably thinner. The craftsmanship of the blade was legendary, but it was not his own making. This particular lightsaber had stood the test of time. From the ancient Sith Wars and through the Gulag Plague, it had weathered the darkest of times. Now this Jedi lightsaber was harnessed by a Sith, and time would tell whether it would prove ally or foe.

 

[Aithne Charr]

Location: Air above the planet, moving down into the atmosphere.
Objective: Save the slaves, expel the Hutt Cartel
Allies: [member="Sabrina Kotass"] @Zander Grayson [member="Vulpesen"] [member="Rexus Drath"] [member="Tricia"] [member="Lamia Quresh"]
Enemies: [member="Quin"] [member="Sabik Dhami"] [member="Cadan Tazi"] [member="Sempra the Hutt"] [member="Darth Valdra"]
Post Number 1/10

Theme: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ASj81daun5Q

Solan looked at the screen before him and cut his hand over it as he keyed up the comms for Sabrina, Vulpesen, and others that would join the Vitae for their next strike out into the universe. He hoped that there would be a number of them able to appear before their enemy, his own offering being sent out to his students who he trained though none of them had been required to show up. He also attempted to contact that of his old allies and friends in the Rebels though again he cared naught if they came. This was something the Vitae could do on its own and prove they would be able to deal with groups like these in the future.

His eyes true over through the dropship that he was in, looking at those within with a bit of worry. The vitae had come in a few light cruisers, enough to drop ships down to the surface and get men on the ground to secure and remove the Hutt Cartel from the mine. He was going to enjoy this granted, the chance to remove the heads of some slavers was a feeling that while to be honest was wrong was deserved. These men destroyed the lives of thousands of people, sometimes millions. He would see they be put in their place as his voice finally spoke. "Members of the Vitae and Allies, this is a secure channel between our ships. Keep it that way and when we are on the ground i want complete radio silence unless the situation is dire. IS that clear?"

 

[Flannigan Mcnash]

Location: Space above the planet.
Objective: Extract [member="Sempra the Hutt"], and do his bidding.
Allies: Hutt Cartel & Co
Enemies: Vitae Alliance
Post Number: 1/10

Sharp and geometric adorned with lichen, the head of the cyborg was crafted to be grotesque. Eyes bulged, over-sized and unnaturally pointed and a sharp incline that evoked notions of sadistic pleasure. Hunched, disfigured and leering. "[member="Sempra the Hutt"]." he commented through the dim of the metallic cabin, and into the open channel between slug and the automaton. "I'm hovering above the planet, awaiting your presence on the ship. You know my feeling's in regard to you being away from Sirlurr."

http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Interceptor-class_frigate​

Interceptor-class frigate​

A dark blanket, contrasting with blacks and yellows, and the occasional white, which is shaped as a circle and sometimes a crescent. There are stars which dot the blanket in a intricate patterns, and than there are the ships. Sharp geometric lines that zigzag there way straight, sineway and diagonal, metal beams crossing hatches and the round pointed valves of smoking guns.This was space, and it had no master only estranged friends, and they were the ones with the biggest ship at any one given time.

 

[Taeli Raaf]

Location: Arriving in system
Objective: Test out a new ship prototype on the pirates in the system (oops)
Allies: [member="Solan Charr"] [member="Sabrina Kotass"] [member="Vulpesen"] [member="Rexus Drath"]
Enemies: [member="Sempra the Hutt"] (oops again) [member="Flannigan Mcnash"] [member="Quin"]

The Apatros system, a place famous for cortosis and the birthplace of the infamous Sith Lord, Darth Bane. Taeli would have come here regardless of any help to her allies just to see the world that had shaped one of the most pivotal figures in history. Still, that would need to wait as she had another objective in mind for today. The Vitae Alliance had asked for some help in dealing with some pirates and slavers in the system, and she just so happened have a ship design she was absolutely dying to try out.

A flash and reversion into hyperspace announced the large wedge shaped ship, the sloping superstructure bristling with weaponry. Around it, more ships began to revert to realspace, frigates and other ships developed by Aurora Industries to provide cover for the ship codenamed Project Bastion.

"All systems coming online, ma'am," one of the Vitae soldiers on the ship said. Taeli had allowed for the Vitae to actually crew the ships because she didn't have enough trained naval personal to crew an actual fleet for combat duties. Protection of assets, yes, combat activity elsewhere, no.

"Excellent, give me the rundown," she said, smiling as she started to pick up on the Vitae comm channels.

"All 100 long-range turbolaser batteries are coming online."

"The 60 standard heavy turbolaser batteries are coming up now, ma'am!"

"All 80 heavy ion cannons are coming online!"

"Torpedoes being loaded into their launchers now, we should have full salvos ready in moments!"

"Other systems coming up now, all targeting computers ready. Fighters prepping for launch."

Taeli smiled as she looked ahead at the ships already in the system. It was going to be a good testing day, she just had a feeling.

"Have the other ships launch fighters to screen us, and let's begin the operation. Helm, mark this as Combat Test Alpha in the logs."

 

[Blane Nightfall]

Location: Arriving in the system
Objective: Assist the Vitae Alliance.
Allies: The Vitae Alliance.
Enemies: The Hutts( and their allies)

"Clear as the light of the day." Blane said aboard one of the frigates in response to [member="Solan Charr"] 's question. "This is Lieutenant Blane Nightfall from the Rebel Alliance, we've received your message and came for the party." There were 4 Frigates and 5 Corvettes approaching the world of Apatros none of them seemed to be in front of the others as Blane ordered so that nobody could actually know which one having the commanding officer aboard. "Sir, no problems occured so far, the engines of every ship are fine and the weapons are fully functional." One of the soldiers informed Blane after giving him a salute. The lieutenant was staying in the middle of the bridge with his arms crossed and a straight posture staring in the space and looking for the planet with his gaze. "Good, keep me updated and make sure that there will be no surprises in the middle of battle, once we are getting close, proceed with extreme caution, no one shoots unless I say so." It may be awkward for some people, but Blane was that kind of soldier who prefered smart tactics over jumping in battle and hoping for the best. Nobody seemed to mind untill now, the soldiers under his command didn't seem to have a problem either, It would be unknown if the though yet calm voice exercises authority or his eyes filled with determination, if there would be fear it would be unknown since his face dosen't give any sign of it.

 

[Rexus Drath]

Location: Planet Surface, Apatros slave mines.
Objective: Scout before the liberation force arrives.
Allies: [member="Sabrina Kotass"] @Zander Grayson [member="Vulpesen"] [member="Tricia"] Lamia Quresh [member="Solan Charr"]
Enemies: [member="Quin"] [member="Sabik Dhami"] [member="Cadan Tazi"] [member="Sempra the Hutt"] [member="Darth Valdra"]


The Jedi Master Rexus Drath had been dispatched to the planet two days ago under cover as a rich slave trader looking to expand Into the mining business, and in that time he had witnessed unspeakable acts of cruelty and horror. Men, women, children, all of them being worked to the bone and beaten if they didn't perform. All of it had made him sick to his stomach, but he needed to keep up appearances until the fleet had arrived. As of right now the ships were out of range for his communicator and the mines were blocking his signal so he was on for the time being.

He had been going under the name Robert Hyde, a successful slaver from the outer rim. He had his papers to back him up of course and all forms of proper identification. On his person he wore a fine suit and straw hat, around his face was a rebreather that filtered the poisonous oxygen that was everywhere in the mines.

He was in the upper parts of the mine and the word was buzzing among the slaves that sith had shown up for something. Perhaps a purchase? But whatever it was Rexus' interest had been peeked, if the sith were here it meant that something big was going down, maybe they had found out about the liberation. Whatever it was anything involving sith wasn't a good thing at all, so the man began to walk through the mines and try to casually make his way over to the sith and the Hutts that seemed to have control over this planet. He had to figure out what was going on right now and try to report it in before things blew up in their face.

 

[Vulpesen]

Location: Twilight Vixen
Objective: Finish before supper time
Allies: Vitae and Company
Enemies: Hutts and Company

Vulpesen turned his head to the side, soon hearing a loud popping sound as he sat in the seat of his chair, his own ship trailing by the massive star destroyer of his companion, [member="Taeli Raaf"]. Opening his mouth, this time there would be no catchy lines or one liners, not yet at least. Instead, he would let out a large yawn, one that caused Ace to copy him and give a glare. "What? I want to go home. Alex is waiting there with the kids." Upon his return to Veradune, Vulpesen had promptly put his fiance under a sort of house arrest, her jailers, the children. After months of not being with their mother, he had decided that she needed to reconnect with them, and thus here he was, alone once more on the battle field. At least, alone in the ways of love. Hard to say completely alone when there was a giant motherkarking star destroyer outside your portside window.

"Miss Taeli, could you do me a bit of a favor. This craft, though I love it hardly has a fraction of your fire power. So could you please, drop some laser fire on any HQ's or shield generators, or pretty much anything that will hurt our enemies. Of course, I'd like you to avoid fire on or around the mines, but I really do want to get this over with as quick as possible." What could you expect? He hadn't see Alex in a long time, and now that he had her back, he couldn't wait to be with her again.

 

[Sempra the Hutt]

Location: Cartel mine facility, overseer office
Objective: Observe and possible direct cartel forces
Allies: Hutt Cartel
Enemies: Vitae Alliance, Galactic republic
Post: 2/10

From the broad panorama view in the command center of the mine Sempra could see how the first shipments of Cortosis were being loaded into a freighter. Droid guards kept close eyes on the slaves as they bent backs under the constant whipping.

Sempra listened to [member="Flannigan Mcnash"] and his plea for Sempra to leave the facility.

”The operation is going smoothly Mr Mcnash. ” he replied with a calm voice.

”This ore will be perfect for our new shipyards and I dare say a decent cut will bring the cartel some good income on the black market. The men just need to get comfortable. With me here, you can see how motivated the slavers are to keep the workers in check. IT is simply good for morale. ” he chuckled with irony.

”Besides, it’s an old abandoned mine and we have brought more than enough to keep it in check. What could possibly go wrong? ”

Sempra grabbed a chalice of wine and sniffed it in the false safety the office offered.

 

[Darth Banshee]

Location: The bridge

As last of the commanders had reported in it was time, it was time to launch their invasion and liberation of apatros. She then took to holocom and address the fleet, We are the first wave, are duty is to remove the slaver form this planet, and place it under our protection. She then paused and took deep breath, and then gave the order On my mark we jump, one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten leap. Her fleet of ten tactical frigates and another twenty firestorms, one scan from @taleli raaf would show she had rebuilt the antimatter weapons. Though she did not care they were allies know, maybe friends later. As the her ship enter hyperspace, she sat down on her chair, safe comfort that rexy would know she was on her way. He would be able to help target tactical bombardment of enemy ground positions when VEF came in the next wave. She then watched the hyperspace lines, they always made feel and at ease

2/20

Spoiler

[member="Zander Greyson"] [member="Xion Vala"]
[member="Vulpesen"] [member="Virus"]
[member="Tricia"] [member="Taras Crozo"]
[member="Taeli Raaf"] [member="Spectre"]
[member="Solan Charr"] [member="Sheila"]
[member="Saryana Lynae"] [member="sabrina"] kotass
[member="sabrina"] [member="Rexus Drath"]
[member="Ophelia"] [member="Oka Osaa"]
[member="Noctis Sin "][member="Nicole Sarah Feanor"]
[member="Mya Jesel"] [member="Miarta"]
[member="Malachite Avachei"] [member="Lucrezia"]
[member="Kekaos"] [member="Kei Amadis"]
[member="Janus Viminal"] [member="Hatake Mutashi"]
[member="Genevieve Shoshana"] [member="Evania Charr"]
[member="Etlan"] [member="Ethan Matumaini"]
[member="Emilia Marean"] [member="David Ulmer"]
[member="Dalur"] [member="Daella Feanor"]
[member="Corran Serat"] [member="Carliah Dakrone"]
[member="Cain Laatl"] [member="Break"]
[member="Bond"] [member="Ashe Senari"]
[member="Aleksander Miles"] [member="Abygail Ericson"]
[member="Aaran Calfan"]
[member="Sempra the Hutt"][member="Xander Black"][member="Cadan Tazi"][member="Tiali Orazio"][member="Flannigan Mcnash"] [member="Foebacca"] [member="Boo Chiyo"] [member="Thraxis"] [member="Momma the Hutt"] [member="Jaster of Clan Awaud"][member="Lysle of the Hydian Way"][member="Tiro Vanek"] [member="Thraxis"] @Ka'Tal [member="Zenva Vrotoa"]

 

[Ka-Aver]

Location: Flannigan Mcnash Frigate
Objective: find ouy what the hellz iz going on!
Allies: the Cartel
Enemies: Vitae alliance, Republic
Post 1/20

Ka-Aver sat up en-force. His head smashed into the bunk above him causing it to make a tiny jump to the side. It was enough to make its occupant, glide of the bed and fall the one point eight meters down to the hard metal floor of [member="Flannigan Mcnash"] Interceptor frigate. The man moaned some but Ka-Aver ignored him. He had problems of his own. His head hurt and he felt nausea.
He recalled that they were currently in orbit over a planet. He failed to remember why. Rubbing his head Ka-Aver tried to focus....

Someone puked in the corner.... Someone complained about it.. the alarm was sounding... one man was positioned in a disturbing position over the cabine table... the alarm..?

THE ALARM!?!


[media]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o5rEvznwN_0[/media]

"MANZ THE ZTATIONZ YOU FREAKZ!" Ka-Aver roared and kicked one of the pirates out of his bunk. Pushing his way out of the stinking cabin he looked around. The narrow corridors flashed with red light and the sound alerting the crew of incoming problems. Grabbing a nearby half empty mug of ale he splashed it on [member="Thraxis"] face as he ran past him through the corridor hoping it would stir the drunkard.

"Wakyez you thief! We got problemz!" he shouted as he grabed "his"bar and slid down into one of the ships turret compartments.

He flipped the button turning it online and checked the com system, having the other canonners checking in as they found their seats.

He blinked.

He remembered a friendly drinking game. Someone said something about weequay females smelled funny. Someones face was smashed. Ka-Avers knuckles hurt... he also remembered [member="Thraxis"] laughing.... he shook the thoughts from his mind and struggled some to keep a vomit in his mouth as he scanned the sensors for what the alarm was all about..

Letz zee.. one ship... there and there, oh there as well.. and another... ten frigatez...! ... wuz...? What iz diz?

This was a pretty sound wake up call for sure. Fumbling with the control Ka-Aver finally found the channel to the captain of the ship.

"Captain-bozz! Whut? Why we not hellz out of herez!?!?!?" Ka-Aver started cursing and turned to the fellow canoners, all six of them sat within ear shot from each other. the Interceptor frigate was not the biggest vessel around. but it was the biggest ship they had around here.

"Headz up you worthlezz zcum! Thiz iz going to hurtz if youz zcrew it!" he cursed as he awaited [member="Flannigan Mcnash"] answer.

Yeah... this was going to hurt for sure... unless the cap'n had a plan... sometimes he did...

Spoiler

[member="Sabrina Kotass"]
[member="Vulpesen"]
[member="Rexus Drath"]
[member="Blane Nightfall"]
[member="Taeli Raaf"]
[member="Solan Charr"]
[member="Sabik Dhami"]
[member="Darth Valdra"]
[member="Quin"]
[member="Cadan Tazi"]
[member="Tiali Orazio"]

 

[Darth Vaildra]

Location: In his ship, inorbit
Objective: Capture Darth Banshee
Allies: [member="Sitara Qin"] [member="Sempra the Hutt"]
Enemy: [member="Sabrina Kotass"] @Vulpesen@Rexus Drath

It appeared that [member="Darth Venefica"] did not like his call and would not respond, oh well, improve was always fun. His ship was over looking the planet and just hovering. He grabbed a comm and began to program it with the programming the Intelligence department had set up for comms when he was in Vitae Alliance. His hope was that (if you approve this move) [member="Solan Charr"] had not anticipated Hakora's betrayal yet as currently the only person who knew Hakora became Valdra was Vulpesen who he told he was becoming a sleeper agent in the One Sith. Truth be told he was a double agent and loyal to the Sith.

He put the comm in his ear in case they did not change the comes and began to stand up so he could change. Normall he wore his black armor which was actually Alexandra's white armor and a regular red trench coat, but for this he would do desert attire made of cloth, a duster hat, and face mask to hide his identity. His plan was simple in theory, know the Vitae Alliance moves and the Sith already on the ground playing around. Wait til Darth Banshee was in troble and pose as a friend to help her out of trouble. Lead her into a trap and capture her, pretty simple, but plans never went that simple for Valdra.

He smirked in the mirror at his smuggler like attire and holstered two guns and hid his two lightsabers in the robe. Now he looked like a real space cowboy. He punched a button on his incom and spoke into it, "Sitara, stop doing your make up and get dressed already, we got some smuggling to do." Which ironically, he was posing as a smuggler and hopefully smuggling out a person.

 

[Sitara Qin]

Location: Valdra’s Ship
Objective: Capture the traitor
Allies: [member="Darth Valdra"] | And the…..Hutt Cartel? Really? | [member="Sempra the Hutt"]
Enemy: [member="Sabrina Kotass"] (*inner giggle cause I read that as cute-ass) | [member="Rexus Drath"]
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“Sitara, stop doing your make up and get dressed already, we got some smuggling to do.”

Out of the speakers came the annoying whine of the man known to her as Darth Valdra. She capped her lipstick before dropping it on the sink. Grabbing an elastic band, she tied her hair and headed out of the room to meet him. She didn’t really understand why they both had to be there, first of all. This was a total waste of time.

Until of course, someone mentioned a traitor; in which case, Sitara was all ears and ready to go. She was loyal to the One Sith and anything that got her out of her studio apartment on Coruscant was something fun. So earlier in the day, she waited for a certain white-haired force user to pick her up.

This wasn’t their battle to fight, obviously, but there were a few soldiers on the field they needed to take down.

Afterwards, whoever wanted this stupid planet could have it. Sitara didn’t really care. She walked over to the man with his…interesting choice of attire and sighed. “I’d tell you to wait five more minutes but I remember you’re the impatient type.” She said, pursing her lips and perching herself on top of a counter.

“You look like a vagabond in that attire.” She stated with a grin, though she didn't really know what she looked like. Obviously, she was nothing short of attractive, and her form-fitting jumpsuit would definitely bring eyes to her curves. “Though I bet you’d look better without it.” Valdra always got annoyed when she teased him, provoked him even. It was why she enjoyed doing it; she always got her kicks from his reactions.

 

[Aithne Charr]

Location: Air above the planet, moving down into the atmosphere.
Objective: Save the slaves, expel the Hutt Cartel
Allies: [member="Sabrina Kotass"] [member="Zander Greyson"] [member="Vulpesen"] [member="Rexus Drath"] [member="Tricia"] [member="Lamia Quresh"]
Enemies: [member="Quin"] [member="Sabik Dhami"] [member="Cadan Tazi"] [member="Sempra the Hutt"] [member="Darth Valdra"] [member="Sitara Qin"]
Post Number 2/10

Theme: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ASj81daun5Q

Solan cleared his throat and smiled as he keyed on an all channels comm for those in the system. "GOOD MORNING APATROS. Today is going to be a beautiful day with a average temperature of about warm with a cool breeze or something. Hell if i know because honestly im in your atmosphere right now and its hot as the Netherworld. So as i was saying i would like to tell you all that i am going to have some fun today with all you slavers down there. I hope you all want to visit the Netherworld, because i booked you a one way trip there and i hope you dont mind me bringing with me the apocalypse. And if you are looking forward to it, please look up and smile for the rain of chaos... hmm i feel like thats been copyrighted. Sue me at your own discretion. By the way, the name is Solan Charr, Pyrokinesis user extraordinaire and exterminator of pests."

He kicked back in the chair as the ship continued to cut through the atmosphere. "So to all those hearing me today, id like you all to know i absolutely despise you and if you are a slaver... well im going to flay every inch of your body and burn you alive. Have your last meals, get a drink, and please. Relax for those last moments of your life. Now if you do not mind Fallen Diathim, please do waste these slime."