Private The Draco Training Arc

[Draco Miles]

Draco was wondering why she was specifically selected to help train the Empire's forces against the Sith. She was an assassin, a fighter which specialized in Removing people of higher standing from the battlefield. Why was she supposed to be a punching bag for a bunch of soldiers? These thoughts ran wild in her head as she stumbled though the frozen wasteland to the ambush point. Her cold blood not helping one bit as she focused on halving her power consumption between shielding and keeping herself heated. She hadn't even brought her standard weapon of choice, opting instead for the more widely used dual bladed lightsaber which she had attached sturdily to her back. The weather itself was clear and made for perfect visibility in long ranged ambushes. Something she figured the opposition would take advantage of. In order to bait out a shot, she walked in the middle of the path, walking directly into the kill box of the waiting ambush while she switched power consumption of her heating to 25% in order to power her personal radar, getting a live view of anything moving around her within 25 meters, or 75ft. Resulting in her movements being even more sluggish than usual. If she saw any movement, she'd stop walking, and stand still to see how the strike force would react and attack this opponent which made it so easy to ambush.

Tibera Jessen

 

[Tibera Jessen]

Back on Rhen Var, the place where it all started for Tibera. Her first operation had been not too far from this very battlefield. The high, snow-covered hills of the location would make a perfect place for the Imperial forces to ambush their quarry. What she wasn't sure of was the target, from the intelligence report it seemed to be one of House Io's many strange projects. How they created their own kriffing dragon was anyone's guess, if they were even he ones responsible.

Whatever had created this scaled beast, Tibera would have to be the one charging in to meet her. The clones were under orders to only spring the trap once Tibera had drawn her in, so thoughtful was her commander. Honestly the mercenary was tired of getting the druk that her commander put her through. With any luck Tibera would find greener pastures sooner rather than later.

Tibera was inspecting her rifle just one last time after donning her armor, it seemed everything was in order. She had five mags of slugthrower ammo, that would have to be enough to settle this, if not she was in a deep mess. Draco already had plenty of advantages in strength and reflexes, not to mention the amplifier that was the force.

As the blonde merc made her way down the hill, a red dot appeared on the radar of the dragon's suit. It would display said red dot moving at great speed down the mountain behind her. A reckless charge meant to get her attention no doubt.

Draco Miles

 

[Draco Miles]

One soldier? It certainly got her attention, and was much more different than the entire squad of non-force sensitives she was supposed to be facing. She'd turn and watch Tibera Jessen rush down the hill, trying to discern whether this was the actual attack, or if maybe there was an issue with communications and she was there to inform Draco. Just in case, she'd build up her force, already envisioning a strategy to employ and how effective it'd be with the environment.

Should the interaction be peaceful, Draco would state

"Everything alright? You seem to be in quite the rush, did your communications go down and someone got injured or something?"

Should Draco come under fire though, this plan would enact, where the snow around her would burst and fly into the air as she controlled the frozen water to act like a blazing inferno, a technique she had practiced heavily with her master on the icy capital planet of House IO: Khemost. A smokescreen to basically obscure her from line of sight and get the advantage on the ambushing forces