The Cure (CIS Dominion of Cyax. Yeah bro, wooh.)

[Djorn Bline]

"I'm not liking this," as he saw a Rodian body with no blood dropping from its body. He heard Kage telling Krest about their destination. "Lead the way, Krest. I want to get this op done." Canal wasn't scared, just felt uneased about the scenario so far.

 

[Darth Ferus]

Krest nodded his head, though he looked back to @[member="Særa Ayña Savan"]. Baby sitting wasn't something he could afford to do, not on a mission like this. "Hey, kid. If you can't handle this, take the elevator up. I can't protect you if the things are in the walls." And this much was true. If what ever these things in the walls wanted to kill, they probably could. Probably could burst out of the walls and take them all down right now without a problem. The fact that they didn't was bothering enough.

"As for the rest of ya, come on." He made his way down the right hallway, already uneasy.

@[member="CC-117 Canal"], @[member="Hayato"]

 

[Keziah Denko]

She wasn't surprised really that she was being sent with Calico's group. He probably wanted to keep her close by for protection or perhaps the pheromones were getting to him. She was doing her best to ignore that smell as now was not the place for such thoughts. Keziah was either way glad to be there to help watch his back even though he didn't need it.

She shivered as she heard the screech down the hallway. They were not alone and she had a feeling that whatever was here with them was not friendly. "We should probably keep walking. The sooner we get out of here the better." She did not want to stick around to see what that monster was.

 

[Revenchent]

"Agreed. Stay on me, Keziah." The Marshal motioned forward down the hall. He really didn't want to see what was lingering within the walls. With his Deece raised, he marched off down the hall toward the lab, his people supposedly following close behind.

Krest would be in close comm contact as needed.

He rounded one corner, then another, and came upon a large open corridor. It was dark, with open air vents on either side. Small window slits showed the world outside, dark, eerie ocean. Calico stalked across, rifle raised. He made it about halfway when something grabbed his foot.

Fierfek.

One moment, he was standing, ready to fight. The next, he was on the ground; struggling to pull off a long snake-like creatures. It had thorny scale, huge jagged teeth, and eerie yellow eyes. It hissed loud and violent as it wrapped its jaws around his forearm. More began to slither out of the vents. Calico's vibroknife ejected from its gauntlet, and beheaded the beast, covering him in purple blood.

Another was instantly on him to resume the attack, while the rest went for the other members of his team.

@Everyone with Calico

 

[Nyxie]

"N-no... I'm fine." Saera replied to @[member="Krest"].
Maybe he had all but forgotten in the heat of the moment but she was a mere child, not yet even a teen, and death was too strong a thing for such an impressionable, innocent mind. She could defend herself, but it didn't mean she should have to. Pulling herself back up from the ground and folding up her rose tails again, she spread her fan wide open and gripped it elegantly, it's mass nearly her size trailing along behind her. She hadn't even ignited it yet. None had suspected it a terribly lethal weapon.
Saera followed the man closely, prepared to carry out her duties to the letter as a Curate apothecary if need be. This was her goal and doing so proved she was capable of ascending into the higher ranks.

 

[Keziah Denko]

Keziah screamed and jumped a few feet in the air as the snake like creature crawled out of the vent towards Calico whom struggled to get it off. Before she could do anything herself to assist one had found itself up her leg and had managed to pull her down.

The more she struggled to get free the tighter the creature wrapped itself around her. It would have been great right about now to know Animal Friendship but a last she didn't but honestly she doubted that they would listen to reason.

Using one hand she held it's face back and away from her the best she could as she reached for her light saber clipped to her belt. Those fangs scared her most of all as something told her they were quite posionist.

As she unclipped the saber it managed to roll away from her right out of reach which was just her luck. Using her teachings she used the Force to pushed the saber back to her. Igniting it she sliced the head off the one on her. Getting back on her feet she stood there her purple blade still humming as she watched more pop out of nowhere it seemed.

As they got closer to her she swung low to cut them down which was mostly out in the middle or their heads. One thing was certain these creatures didn't make this place smell any better and there seemed to be no end to them.

 

[Kahlil Noble]

Kage literally threw his his datapad down as the snakes started to come out of the walls. He pulled up his sonic blaster, already holding his verpine in the other, and started blasting. The clones aim was true as he caught one leaping for his visor, but the purple blood splattered across his helm, effectively blinding him for the moment. More of the karking things took advantage, wrapping around the clones legs and bringing him to the ground, hard.

The pilot felt the back of his head bash off the metal ground, and his vision dazed. Melee was not his thing, and already this was proving too much for the gunslinger.

@[member="CC-117 Canal"], @[member="Hayato"], @[member="Særa Ayña Savan"]

 

[Nyxie]

Saera's allies were under attack. These little snake creatures seemed harmless enough; at least they didn't carry about the same effect as a human being in terms of slaying them. It wouldn't be a traumatic experience for the little girl. Doing exactly as she was taught, young Saera underhanded the fan in her palm and pressed a button in the axel, igniting the seven crystals of various colors and textures. Leaping forward into a steady sprint, the held the fan out to her side, cutting into the walls with the multiple blades as it dragged across, and alternating sides whenever the beasts reappeared on the adjacent walls. By the time the girl had reached the end of the tight corridor, there were dozens of the bloody, pulped monsters lying about the ground in ruins, yet it seemed there were many more still within. Several continued to emerge, but for the most part they seemed to reserve themselves... it was almost as if they had retreated and regrouped to plan a counter-offense. One writhed up Saera's leg and pinched her left tail, but the thick keratin rose petals simply pushed against it and burst open, pulling the creatures muscles to leave it wriggling on the ground in pain. A single heel met its skull and ended its misery. This wasn't the helpless little girl they had all likely expected. At least, not when sentient lives weren't the case.
Saera couldn't smell the blood over the scent of her own rose fragrance, but it had painted the halls and splashed against her clothing in modest.
"Gross... a-are they... all dead?" she murmured timidly, her cheeks growing flush as she had always been so reserved about letting anyone see her do just about anything proactive.
Saberfans really were a wall of death. They had only to kill the stragglers and the remaining assailant creatures still wrapped around the various individuals.

 

[Rusken Shaxx]

Late. Zius was starting to have a knack for showing up late to things important to either him or another. He found himself inside an elevator, descending downward into an increasingly darkening hole... huh. Kinda smelled funny too. The lift whined a dying hum as the descent slowed to a total stopping point, the doors opening and giving way to a pitch black corridor. Wonderful. It wasn't too dreadful of a scenario though, he could navigate fairly easily with the bright of his crimson lightsaber; and with that very thought, he reached down to his hip and firmly grasped the curved hilt, pressing the activation with a gentle tap of his thumb.

And then there was light.

But something odd was in the air, something alive. Zius could feel the presence of life all around him, and he didn't like that fact one bit. Being surrounded by total silence and darkness with an unknown presence which was literally all around him... behind the very walls. He remained silent, the clanking of his durasteel battle armour created the only real white-noise, along with the low hum of his lightsaber. Each footfall somewhat echoed and resonated within the hall. As he was walking, he decided to activate his comm link to get a hold of any nearby allies.

"This is Zius Aurus of the Templar Order, requesting the position of anyone nearby. What is your status?"

Suddenly there was the subtle noise of something... slithering. Zius jerked his head around to catch the source of the noise-- nothing. Not a damn thing in this abyss-like fog called darkness. He pressed on, cautious.

@[member="Calico Tal'Verda"] @[member="Kage CC-743"] @[member="Hayato"] @[member="Krest"] @[member="Keziah Denko"] @[member="Særa Ayña Savan"] @[member="CC-117 Canal"]

 

[Nyxie]

@[member="Zius Aurus"] @[member="Krest"] @[member="Calico Tal'Verda"]​

Young Saera let out a piercing scream that could be heard for leagues of corridors, in a panic as one of the straggling creatures leapt up to wrap itself around her small frame like a torc. It would've certainly been heard by any allies... and likely any monstrous beings alike. Only time would tell how that would impact the CIS' advances.

 

[Darth Ferus]

Deus flashed in the dark corridor, providing it's own small light as it's wielder cut through the snakes. The cramped area stopped the Zabrak from leaping, but his form of Juyo was more then enough to keep the serpents off of him. But it was the scream behind him that got Krest's attention. He turned, only to find Kage on the ground, and @[member="Særa Ayña Savan"] slowly being contorted by the serpents. Anger flashed through the mans mind, and he in turn used it.

He reached out with the force, both of his hands spread wide. He ignored the serpents behind him. Ignored the fact that they were crawling on him. He gripped all of them. All that he could see or feel in this hallway, lifting them into the air. His fists closed, and he crushed them, flattening the serpents as if he was stepping on a flimsy box. For now, it would give his group breathing room, but there were still more coming out of the walls.

Krest burst over to the fallen clone, lifting him on his shoulders before looking to Saera, motioning ahead. "We have to move fast. Can you keep up?"

@[member="CC-117 Canal"] @Hayato @[member="Zius Aurus"]

 

[Djorn Bline]

"Kark!" Canal yelled as he saw the snakes coming at the squad. The snakes were leaping themselves on Canal and trying to make him fall so they could overwhelm him and become dinner. Their bites on his armor did no damage to him because of the material that his armor contained. He attacked back with his assault rifle as he shot downward at the snakes.

"They're everywhere!" As he killed and shot the snakes on the ground and slashing the snakes who were on him, trying to find flesh to bite at. He got rid of the snakes who were around him and continued shooting at the incoming snakes. "Krest, we have to move!" Said the tensed sergeant as he saw Kage knocked out. He went to Krest as he continued shooting at the walls that were full of snakes.

@people who are with Canal

 

[Not Ordo]

@[member="Monitor"] @[member="Calico Tal'Verda"] @[member="Krest"] @[member="Kage CC-743"] @[member="Alliera Verd"] @[member="Joshua DragonsFlame"] @[member="Keziah Denko"] @[member="Særa Ayña Savan"] @[member="Lucas Burke"] @[member="Marek Starchaser"]


Kai-Sin sat comfortably in his beskar coated alusteel panic room. His cold black eyes were glued to the wall of moniters as he watched the CIS teams approach. He sipped his tea as he read the biometrics of HIS clones and their compatriots. For lesser beings, they were a testament to his brilliance.

His long neck wove back and forth like a great serpent as they faced danger and yroubles. His intrest in their wellbeing was similar to that of a child watching fish through a glass. What did the clones matter really? He could always make more. Calico of course was special in a sense being from the original experiment, by Ko Sai, Kai-Sin' genetic "mother". However, to say he had surpassed that primitive research was as obvious as saying the tree surpassed the seed.

Had he been working on a cure for the aging? Of course! The "cure" had been completed for months now, but he hadn't been ready to release it. To many microbes to examine and His special Vong final solutoion to finish. The vong were ugly useless things and he was glad he had bypassed the need for them when he had made CC-128P. The other clones with vong shaping may die qhen Kai-Sin released the virus but as he had noted, he could alwaus make more.

 

[Corey's OOC]

And Marek liked droids. Why did… Monitor need to feel so odd to him? He wasn’t really a fan of that, and he even had his own units flanking him. Basically, that was his backup, if something got too close, those units were there to back him up. “Y’know there are droids dat go crazy after some time, yeah?”

Still, no time to do anything about that now. He had his orders, sort of. Right, the lab, that made sense. What he really needed right now was Sindy, her with her machine talking powers. That would clear this droid issue right up, after all. “Got it, sir.” Apparently these military operations were starting to show him how to at least act in a field.

Nodding to the two droids that flanked him, a silent signal for ‘stay close,’ Marek pulled out his Czerka slugthrower, time to move, right? Staying back from the group, so he could watch and fire when needed, it was not the situation he was expecting. Taking a few shots and quickly throwing the slugs at some of the snake things, he took a step back before letting the pistol fall, the retracting cord securing it at his holster. Lightsaber in hand, the orange blade hummed to life as he took controlled swings at anything coming near him.

“I recommend we go somewhere else, Marshal?”

He stepped forward, to give his droids room to do their thing, and to make sure the Apprentice was fine. Sure, she wasn’t his apprentice, but a Templar just the same, after all. Had to stick together, right?

 

[Revenchent]

My group. State your group in your posts.

Now I know where the crew went.

Calico's blade descended into the midriff of another monster. His boot out the animal's screams to a halt. A scream down the other corridor caught his attention. It seemed @[member="Krest"]'s team was faring no better. He stood up talk, staring down at the mangled bodies of the snake-like creatures, his armor coated in their thick purple blood.


"Well, Cyar'ika, at least my armor matches your glowstick now." Calico said through the loudspeaker.

He made sure all the monsters were unmoving. Nothing stirred. "No hostile contact. Clear. Slimy di'kuts were everywhere. Speak up if you're hurt."

He wanted to grab the Monitor, and bang out. Krest would find any survivors--Kai-sin, force willing-- and fulfill his half of the operation. He started off down the corridor, halting as Zius's voice crackled in through his comm system. "Evening Ad'ika. We all went for a dive. It's good for bonding you onow. Link up with myself or Krest, two arching corridors, they'll both lead you to one of us. Mind the sushi."

He waved his group forward down the thin hallway. The adjacent door hissed open, revealing the outer lab. Lights flashed throughout the dark room. The water was up to Calico's heels as he stepped down the small incline.

The room was huge. Lab equipment were in various positions on the matte black floors. Some of the terminals were still active. One was continuously playing security footage from the last few hours.

The events playing out on the screen were blurry. They showed the facility's bulkheads locking down, and then suddenly lifting. Scientists were subsequently torn apart by the snake-like creatures. Two large creatures were shown ripping open the doors of the primary lab. They had murky brown skin with spikes at ever inch. Foot long claws on five digit fingers, black, unintelligent eyes, and massive teeth. They stood a bit taller than three meters.

One of the status terminals nearby indicated many levels of the facility completely submerged. "Must be how those things got in...the Monitor is in a submerged level." Calico grimaced within the confines of his helmet; savoring the privacy it have him. He couldn't grimace when people were looking to him for leadership.


He held a hand to help @[member="Keziah Denko"] down the incline. "Lets just keep you from matching Zius's lightsaber, Kez'ika."

He switched to the open comms. "Transmitting what in seeing to your data pad Krest...not good. SitRep?"

 

[Rusken Shaxx]

Darkness, darkness, and what's this? More darkness. Zius continued his trek down the bleak and ominous hallway of "life", still feeling somewhat uneasy about the fact that there was something just behind the corridor. The nature of things was already seemingly casual since this wasn't the first time the Templar had been in a place that practically radiated suspicion. Such was the way of being tasked in his earlier years as a Jedi Hunter-- but those days were over with. As he kept walking along, he caught a faint scream of someone in possible distress. What could it be now?

He burst into a sprint, the clanking of his durasteel armour clanging against itself as he advanced ever-so quickly toward the source of the danger. Suddenly, his comm crackled with Calico's voice, giving him some relief.

"Copy. Heading toward the commotion."

Knowing that the Grand Marshal was around made things a little less worrisome, and now he could fight alongside his battle-brother. Soon Zius drew close to the event, his eyes beset by the struggle against some kind of awkward looking beasts. That's what Calico meant by sushi...

He sprang into action, dashing into the midst of the fighting and already gaining his first kill by severing one of the creatures in two with a vertical slash. The flesh hit the ground with a sizzle after the crimson lightsaber had sliced clean through, leaving a small amount of goop on his chest which one could only assume was the thing's blood.

@[member="Calico Tal'Verda"]

 

[Keziah Denko]

"You do but you also smell now of guts," she grinned powering down the "glowstick" and holding it in her hand for now as she began walking with the rest of the ground down the corridor. "When we get home your going to need a bath," she winked at him as she walked along.The bloody pheromones must have been getting to her as on a normal day she would have kept such thoughts to herself. She had never really talked like that to him, sure they flirted but she never had tried to seduce him before. There was that and they were also on a mission so this was not the time or place for that.

As they reached the lab her eyes glanced from terminal to terminal. Keziah wasn't sure what it was but something about this lab have her the creeps. It didn't help that one was showing the destruction on the main lab on repeat. She didn't know what those monsters were and frankly she didn't want to know.

Taking @[member="Calico Tal'Verda"] hand she slowly walked down the incline still glancing about the room. "Don't worry darling I have no plans on getting hurt. You focus on keeping yourself safe." It was sweet that he was worried for her but at the same time she wished he wasn't. He needed to keep focused himself so he didn't get hurt. At the moment her skills were limited but he didn't need to know that. They needed to get the monitor and get out of here.

"You don't think those monsters are still here do you?"

 

[Darth Ferus]

My group.

Krest dragged Kage on his shoulders, nodding to Canal. He took a hold of Saera's hand, dragging her along through the hallway. "There should be a room up ahead, The serpents aren't there. Don't stop moving!" He stomped on a nearby snake, crushing it beneath his heel before pressing on. He rounded a corner, then burst into the room he was talking about. Surprisingly, it was empty. The serpents couldn't get in, except for the open doorway.

"Get in now!" He yelled out to the others, setting down Kage. For now, he helped to keep the doorway clear.
@CC-117 Canalhttp://starwarsrp.net/user/3377-cc-117-canal/ @Hayato @Zius Aurus @Særa Ayña Savan

 

[Salem Norongachi]

The walls were moving. A writhing mass of energy that slithered and coiled in his sense, this was a dark place. It reeked of the unnatural, a heady stink that seemed to claw its way under the dark Mandalorian armour he had managed to salvage from the derelict of his ship. Even as the elevator descended, some time after the initial team had entered he still couldn't figure out why he was here. "To watch." The message from on high had said but his ego couldn't help but feel that this was so far below his pay grade it was an insult.

The lift stopped and the doors opened with a hiss. The corridors were dark, silent and foreboding. He reached out with the Force, searching for the men he had been sent to observe. A shimmer of energy blossomed in his minds eye and he took his first steps into the black, his path guided by the ethereal. It wasn't until he was deeper into the complex that he saw the remnants of combat. A dead creature here, some carbon scoring there. He was on the right trail, who's trail he could not say, he had never met these people, their individual life patterns were as alien to him as the serpents and creatures that made to devour them.

He felt the pull of the Force become more urgent then and quickened his pace, his armoured footfalls ringing out in the oppressive silence. A corner taken, another and then one more just as two sentients slipped inside one of the rooms off the corridor.

The monster struck like vengeance from some dark and angry god and Norongachi went spinning from his feet and collided with the corridor wall before submitting to gravities pull and crashing down upon his upper back. He was dazed and even though his armour had absorbed most of the blow he felt a trickle of crimson slip from his hairline. A breath caught in his lungs with exertion and he was back on his feet, the bronzium hilt of his saber slapping into his gauntleted hand and flaring to life with a blade as green as his own eyes.

The ebon clad warrior got a look at it them, this behemoth, and skirted around it the beast a head higher than he, with misshapen and bulging limbs that flexed with anticipation all the while vile mucus poured from its razored maw. It lunged for him with a slash of sharpened claws but the confines of the corridor were in his favour and he dipped under the scaled arm before driving his blade forward into the abdomen of the creature.

Its cry rattled the very bones in his body, it was like no sound he had ever heard but it was no death keel, that much was certain as it sought to impale him upon its other limb in an upward stroke that he barely managed to avoid. The nails shedding sparks from the metal of his helm as he stepped aside, never seeing the thick serpentine tail that slammed against his chest plate and drove his body into a backwards roll along the corridor toward @[member="Krest"] and the others.

 

[Revenchent]

Mah group.

"The armor does. I should be fine." The Marshal shrugged, giving her hand a gentle squeeze as he turned back toward the majority of the room. A single corridor was at the adjacent wall, and it supposedly led onward to the main lab. A cake walk in itself. "Though, I...plan to have one when I make it back to the Ge'hutuun, yes." The clone mumbled, not catching her meaning.

He slogged on through the dirty water, careful to avoid jutting power cable of anything of the like. A single DC-15 was trained on the water in case of another monstrous attack. At this range, he couldn't hear @[member="Salem Norongachi"]'s conflict, though that would likely change soon. He tilted his head toward the others, blue-lit T-shaped visor glowing eerily in the faint light. "The next room is submerged. Everyone, rebreathers on."

The armored man ran his hand over the damp wall panels. Beads of condensation were bubbling across the silver lining. "And before you ask, Kez'ika, the suit is regrettably not big enough for us to share...We move in, take a nice swim, grab the Monitor, and RV with Team Bravo. Everyone clear?"

He turned away from the leaking door, sidearm still trained on the water. @[member="Zius Aurus"] should be arriving any moment now.