Tales of the Corsairs: The First Catch

[RC 212]

@Skosk Fett

In the Maw many ships sailed. Many aware and many unaware of the great peril they faced. Soulfire Ticon, a most dreaded name, spoke only in the deepest darkest places.

It was another ordinary expedition. After killing a few noblemen and securing a hefty sum Soulfire had been able to pay his crew well, and they had set out from Tortuga to create a small fleet. Most were unaware of the prowling Pirate, as his Action IV the Bloodhawk was retrofitted with recessed weapons, and fitted to look the part of an innocent cargo freighter. And today, someone had fallen into his trap.

"Cap'n we got a hit on our false distress beacon."

Soulfire smiled a devilish grin and strode to te balcony from his command chair. The view-port into space showed a very small vessel approaching. It looked harmless but then so did he.

"Good. Ready the Connor nets. Sound Raider posture and prepare all weapons."

"Aye Cap'n."

The alarms and klaxons across the ship blared, as the red lights took over the halls and bridge, making the white robed Pirate seem all the more demonic in his presence. Soulfire collected the force about him, reaching out, trying to sense what kind of resistance he might yet encounter.

 

[Skosk Fett]

[member="Soulfire Ticon"]

There had been a distress signal in the maw, a vast place of space with multiple dangers. The bulky, muscular, zabrak then put on his heavy Beskar armor, making him look like a green tank. Later he spoke into his holoterminal, " This is Skosk Fett, do I have permission to board?" . Something did not seem right, a gut feeling told him it could be a trap. Moments later, it seemed some sort of light was dancing across the bridge, " What in the kark is going on?". This of course was not spoken into the holoterminal, something funky was happening none the less. Without further due, the mandalorian drove his ship near the other freighter in an attempt to board the ship, "I will be boarding your ship armed, do not shoot me or you will have a horrific enemy at your tail." .

 

[RC 212]

@Skosk Fett

"Capn the other vessel nis trying to board us!"

"Excellent, let er have it boys! Open the docking tubes, docking parties are to push into the oter vessel and secure the bridge!"

The hidden panels of the cargo freighter slid back and from them dual Ion cannons pushed out. They began to rattle and fire a massive stream of Ion into the enemies vessel. Next the docking tubes opened, and the connor nets flung from the docking arm at the top towards Skosks ship.

If the nets caught the ship, she would be dead in the water.

Soulfire found himself at the head of a boarding party as the docking tube extended towards the other vessel. The pirates were roaring and jumping about, hungry for blood .Chaotic screams and chants lit the entire vessel up.

Soulfire stood calm and collected, gathering the force about him, feeding off the dark energy of his crew.

"Tonight men, we feast on the dead bones of our enemies!"

 

[Skosk Fett]

[member="Soulfire Ticon"]

Skosk's hired co-pilot shrieked in fear " Your a karking mandalorian do something!" . After being barraged by ion blasts, nets where shot shutting all of the ships controls down. Next pirates docked the ship, causing havoc to the ship! The massive, bulky, muscular, brute had his heavy repeater out, this meant war " Stay here and try to get the controls operational! Ill deal with the boarding parties!" . The green armored tank with full force, punched the door to the cockpit room, with pure brute strength, killing two pirates heading to there position. After dealing with them, his heavy repeater's barrel fired rapidly killing at least five more pirates before they could take cover. No one knew his armor's weakness, most of them hit his center, there was little to no effect, he was wearing Beskar armor for crying out loud. His only weak spots were his arms, and back, which neither were hit. The firefight was deadly, bodies fell down into piles as the mercenary kept moving forward taking more down with him. Many, would scream into there comlink , about the green armored brute, eventually if Skosk could not find cover he would get surrounded, and then that's when his back may get hit, or his arms. Mandalorians protected what was there's without question, regardless of profession, this was one of the main tenants of his peoples code. Today, he would follow this code, or die trying.

(OCC: I hope I am not power gaming, is it ok that I killed a couple of your men? I know you control the npc's but I think it would make sense if I did. I know OCC comments are bad but I would prefer to know)

 

[RC 212]

@Skosk Fett

Pirates went down with screams as they filled the halls of the tiny ship. It seemed the freighter was not some lackadasical civilian flight. The screams sent a wave of darkness through the force. Soulfire could feel their energy snuff out and a dark void replaced it. He drank deep from the void, letting it fill him with rage.

All powerful rage. A veil of red haze descended in his vision. His hands snapped to his chest to draw two slughtrower pistols and he advanced through the throng of raiders as they spilled into the hall, and then came face to face with Skosk....

"Well met my prey. Surrender your ship, or I'll flay you alive!"

 

[Skosk Fett]

[member="Soulfire Ticon"]

There were multiple pirates behind the ring leader, at least this pirate had the balls to walk up to the menacing beast of a zabrak. His helmet speakers blared, " I am a mandalorian, our culture demands us to always fight for what's yours. Regardless of your profession, we are all required to fight at our best as proficient as possible. We thrive on combat, and as you can see, I have held my own so far. " . The brute paused, " Why would I want to leave, after beating your boys back?" , again pausing to let the question sink in the scums head. Skosk spoke again, " Ill make a deal, a one on one fight, you can use your blade, and Ill use my Beskar knuckles. Whoever wins gets the ship, if you win I leave with my co pilot on an escape pod. If you lose, we both walk away alive, seem fair" . The mandalorian knew, at any moment the pirate could turn on him. The muscular, massive , brute had his repeater pointed at the pirate with no fear,if he would have to deal with these karking sods again he would.

 

[RC 212]

@Skosk Fett

"Aye but you are fool Mandalorian. After I slay you, I’ll take this rust bucket."

Soulfire reholstered the pistols and in their place appeared a black hilted saber. The force rage was swirling around him, projecting fear even into his crew. A savage grin split his face as the yellow blade buzzed to life and was hel loosely at his right side. From the left guantlett, a small vibroblade popped forwards, mounted just under his wrist.

He could feel the eight of the saber, hear the steps of the crew as they backed up, feel the pulsing power of the force guide his hand.

And then he attacked, lunging forwards and bringing the blade in a savage motion directly across his torso, attempting to slash the foolish mando.

 

[Skosk Fett]

[member="Soulfire Ticon"]
The pirate struck Skosk at the torso, after showing his arrogance, it was to no effect. His armor, successfully protected him from the slash, did he not know what Beskar was? The mandalorian, grabbed his sword arm and attempted to lift the raider above his shoulders, into an arm throw to the ground. If the series of moves were perfected, it would instantly cause Soulfire to be in pain from the slam. This was either going to be a very short fight, or a very long one, the brute did not know yet. The crew was silent, the two combatants had very different styles, the athlete relied on brute strength and endurance. In order to deal heavy damage, while taking heavy damage, in order to outlast his opponent in a crushing victory. Whilst his opponent was quick, agile, and mobile, a great attack combo, but the downsides was that if Skosk could hit his opponent hard before this could happen, the pirate lord would run out of options. The giant would have to focus on this weakness with a headlock, but this would come later, he needed shock value and damage dealt first.
(OCC: PM me for the route you want to go in the duel)

 

[RC 212]

@Skosk Fett

While the sword arm move was good it was not good enough. As Soulfire sailed up and over the mandalorian he drew his pistol with his left hand. As soon as his back had slammed the ground pain shot through him and he gritted his teeth. His durasteel armor took most of the hit however and he had an unprotected shot to the Mando back...which he took.

Two sonic speed slugs screamed from the barrel of the pistol with a crack that deafened the people in the hall. They hunched and covered their ears. The pain amplified Soulfire, gave him strength. As he rose the force rage became stronger, more readily available to him. Fire itself seemed to flow through his vein and he squared off to the Mandos back, raising his saber in a high guard position, ready to slice down on him.

 

[Skosk Fett]

The monster slammed him hard, the blow echoed throughout the ship, it seemed this was not enough. While it severely brought pain, and bruising, to his unwelcomed guest it gave the pirate a chance to cheat. The pirate shot him from behind, a clearly unprotected area when fighting closer. Thoughts of this where furious, as he quietly grunted from the shot: What in the kark! The bastard had played unfair, this made the mountain of muscle angry. In that split second, the padawan outflanked him to target his back more, big mistake , with the brutes torso, shoulder, and arm strength he twisted around to strike the left side of his opponents face. With pure, explosive, and executed, movement, if the move connected the robber would take extreme amounts of damage to the face. This attempt was odd to him, Skosk was a wrestler, he usually never punched his foes, he preferred to choke them, or drive them to the ground. But this was not a wrestling match, this was a duel for crying out loud, one that no longer had rules, he needed to knock down his opponent with this punch. It would stop him from taking another shot, if Skosk could not do this, the coward, in Skosk's opinion would survive, hiding behind his blaster. Skosk was sore, in pain from the burn, but he never had shown it to his opponent , many would be shocked from this. The brute was still going hard, but how much longer could he? Soon he would find out, this was truly going to be a test of not strength, but willpower.

 

[RC 212]

@Skosk Fett
OOC: I shot you with a slughthrower which is basically bullets. Old school

Soulfire watched as the punch came in and gave a little evil laugh. Because it sailed right through empty air as he stepped to the side, directly out of an image of himself. The illusion that Skosk had swung at faded and he now had the right side of the Mando exposed. The image had given him split second of reprieve in which he brought the saber down in a calculated strike, aiming to slash the Mandos outreached arm off.

 

[Skosk Fett]

[member="Soulfire Ticon"]

OCC: I know, I mentioned that I was more sore, and slower, is it ok if I break your arm? My wrist's nerves will need extensive repair from the cut, so I think it would be fair if we both had an injury that would need time to repair.

The strike connected, pain surged threw his body, the bottom portion of his wrist joint was damaged. The individual started feeling foggy, and slower then normal, this was bad. Much of his movements would be impaired, but none the less Skosk stood strong, and angry. With rage the mercenary dug deeper, pivoting to his right to grab the offhand arm, if the arm was grabbed, with his right forearm, the arm that is free. The massive tank, with an upward motion backed with strength, instead of speed, would strike. The forearm would move upwards hitting the elbow, in an attempt to control Soulfire's arm, and break it, causing him to lean to the opposite side in horrible position. The galactic wrestler, needed to use his upper body, his lower had been weakened right in the middle, where a bullet was. This meant he would have, slower movements in unison to all the lower muscles, he would need to stay on his feet, if he where to win.

 

[RC 212]

@Skosk Fett


Soulfire roared as the arm snapped with a deafening sound. Pain surged through him as he pulled back, and then transformed into a terrible roar of venegance.

The rage grew heavier now, he was fully immersed in the darkside, letting it crawl, and slither through him. A radiant aura of darkness swirled about him and he grew stronger. He could feel the weight of the saber in his hand even more. He could hear every step, and misstep as if it were right next to his ear. His eyes watched every movement of the Mando.

And then he struck again, moving inwards and bringing the yellow saber blade hungrily around his body in a full circle, aiming to slice the leg of his adversary. The circle flowed into a second and then a third as he careened his way through the hall, intent on obliterating his foe.

 

[Skosk Fett]

The arm was broken, in the process the pirate showed his true nature. He was a force being, something the mandalorian never fought before, his rage grew through the force. Pain was quickly ignored, another strike to his body followed suit, this hit again, hard, the body builder stumbled one foot back. Such speed surprised him. Even a force being, would have shown some sort of reduction in performance from the injury,but like Skosk, they both were resilient. Aside from moving back, the armor yet again did it's job, protecting him right at the body, where the strike was. There would be a bruise at least, nothing the mercenary has not experienced. The brute targeted the unprotected side again, attempting to have a single leg, his penetration step was good, but it left him open for another strike to the back. This was a gambit, the wrestler knew his chances of going to the ground where bad, especially leaving his back open like that with an already horrible injury. If he was able to grab the leg, he would lift it up and trip the other leg supporting him, there would also be a possibility of a stalemate as well. With these odds, it made him uncomfortable, but he had no choice. He was fighting someone decently strong in the force, and his opponent was a ruthless space pirate. A combo that could be well utilized, if he let the force user gain more time to fight, he would gain more support and momentum through the force. This could not be allowed, or the brute was as good as scrap, is his karking copilot even calling for back up? Hopefully someone friendly would come soon.

[member="Soulfire Ticon"]
Aedan Miles

 

[Aedan Miles]

Aedan Miles sat in the command chair of his Kandosii-class Dreadnaught his fingers bridged together as they travelled through hyperspace luckily for [member="Skosk Fett "]they had been in the CIS territory doing some work there sense he was bored. Now he came out of hyperspace at the head of a trio of ships the large Kandosii class lurching forward as Aedan smirked. Pirates why did it always have to be pirates well to bad for this one Aedan was here with more firepower then he had. Giving a quick wave of his hand a command was issued to the other ships as the slowly crept across space and Aedan stood. A force user on that ship he could detect it barely still not trained it meant that he was the stronger of the two it would appear. Nodding to his communications officer the man opened a com to both ships and Aedan calmly stated. "This is Rally Master Aedan Miles to Pirates attacking the freighter stand down now or you will be boarded."

Thankfully he had his comlink in his ear making it so he could walk towards the hangar if they didn't stand down he would be on the boarding party snatching his lightsaber pike out of the hands of one of the crew members Aedan already had his other two lightsabers at his waist. He pulled on the helmet of his Aliit'gam and sealed it as he climbed onto a drop ship the other 20 troopers already seated and waiting for the pilot to take off.
@Skosk Fett
[member="Soulfire Ticon"]

 

[Skosk Fett]

[member="Aedan Miles"]

The copilot of Skosk's ship spoke, obviously scared " This is a crew member of the ship, the pirates have already boarded!" , he paused more calm " The captain of the ship is a green armored mandalorian of athletic build. He has been holding them off for hours! Please help!" . More rambling spoke through similar to this as he continued hailing their rescuers. Hopefully, this information would be acted upon, the both of them would not survive if nothing happened soon.

 

[RC 212]

@Skosk Fett

Soulfire went down to the ground and his focus slipped. He felt the waves of pain rush in more quickly now. There was no respite, no strength left in his arm. As more forces joined the fight he understood he had but one option now, and it was to retreat. A familiar presence was approaching and with a broken arm, he was not about to engage him.

With a last snarl he deactivated the saber and drew a single pistol firing six rounds of slugs at the armored Mando.

"Retreat to the vessel!"

It was a quick bark but the crewmates rushed forwards to grab their captain and haul him off the floor. Quickly they exited the ship, back into the docking tube. As the rage ebbed Soulfire barley clung to his consciousness. He could hear the armored boots of the crew striking the deck plates as they crossed into his bridge, and set him down in the command chair.

"Orders Cap'n, we got an extra visitor, looks like he's packing a lot of heat."

"Duly noted, helmsman, prepare to jump to Tortuga."

"Aye sir, punching in coordinates now."

Soulfire seethed with anger at the loss, but not show any emotion on his face, not even the pain.

 

[Skosk Fett]

[member="Soulfire Ticon"] [member="Aedan Miles"]
The six shots where fired, causing the green tank to compltley fall down, on his lower back. This pain was horrible, a slug projectile was exactly at the center of his lower back, the impact caused pellet to go deeper inside his body. The pirates seemed to be retreating, back up was soon on the way, otherwise they would not have left. If the battle had not been saved by whoever had come, things would have ended horrifically for the brute. Skosk at least had done his job, survive, every mandalorian had to be tough in situations like these. The zabrak gave a good fight, breaking his opponents arm, this ultimately caused him to flee the battle. While everyone dies at one point, this mercenary was not ready, he could not die by some cheating thug with no honor. Especially, after finally making a name for himself, the giant laid there on the floor rehearsing on his comm on a more sector wide channel " This is Skosk Fett, if there are any Aaray's of Manda'lor, I would be happy if you helped a brother in arms. My ship has recently been boarded by pirates, most of our controls have been shut down , therefore we cannot fly ourselves." . Pausing from the pain, " I do not even know if anyone is getting this, but beware there are pirates in my area. I would not move within the fake distress signal, unless you are armed." . While, someone was definitely close, the athlete did not know how close, or if they where coming to rescue him, hopefully they where, his life depended on it.

 

[Aedan Miles]

Aedan Miles heard the transmission and waved his hand issuing a series of orders quickly. "Dispatch our escorts to make sure there are no farther pirate ships in system. Bring us alongside that ship and have a medical team brought to the hangar I will be accompanying them." Aedan spun on his heel making his way to the hangar and into a dropship as the medical team brought the last of their gear onto it. Taking off the dropship moved to dock with the freighter in the same fashion as the pirates had used. Upon the opening of the doors Aedan was the first to it is buy'ce strapped to his waist and his Aliit'gam gleaming as he held a lightsaber pike in his hand. "Medical team get to work on that man I will check the rest of the ship." He walked forward crouching he patted the large Mandalorian on the shoulder and grinned. "Oya Vod." Slipping past him Aedan made his way deeper into the ship as he made sure the pirates had indeed fled. @Skosk Fett

 

[Skosk Fett]

[member="Aedan Miles"]
Thank the stars, they had landed, Skosk was saved, a med team had been working on his back, in order to remove the projectile. Bodies where spread around the ship, he did not notice how many men he had killed until he finally was in a calm state. The zabrak peered around, looking through his visor, at least thirty men where killed, and piled up, how the ship managed to hold the bodies beyond capacity was beyond him. His co-pilot , could be seen shivering behind the cockpit, and shaking like a leaf would, when it fell to the ground. Many could see the gruesome battle's effect on the ship, the pain began to feel better, unfortunately the ship would need multiple repairs before it could fly again. Knowing he would be in good hands, he passed out, fighting for two hours straight with as much blood lose that he experienced, anyone would need this rest immediately. His eyes where shut, he was obviously silent, before he lay unconscious he said in a weak voice " Thank you vod, I would have died here without you." . He continued to breath normal, but he was definitely blacked out, the medical team would save him without a doubt, but they would have to hurry or the effects would get worse. There was not much blood left, a bad start indeed.