The Kyber That Is Not Kyber (open)

[Jerec Asyr]

[member="Cole Merrill"] [member="Pal'ru Vadarn"] [member="The Legend 27"] [member="Styr Armod"]

The Colichemarde rocked and groaned under strain from multiple ships' tractor beams. The shroud launcher chugged out burst after burst of trac-reflective chaff. The specialized shear gear sliced tractor beams apart. But Jerec knew in his gut that the Cursor's countermeasures wouldn't be enough. Not against cloaked starfighters and a fleet. There was noise everywhere: voices, sensor data, chemical stress in the air, straining systems, alarms-

The Colichemarde's landing gear grated against the Collector's hangar deck. Despite all that others had done to help, he was well and truly out of time.

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The freighter's hatches opened and a dozen 11-3k probe droids floated out. Heavy blaster cannons tore into everything hostile within line of sight. The ship's few weapons joined in. Even the tractor shroud launcher barked out rapidly expanding tangles of cable that ensnared or swept away the hangar's contents.

The prospectors, Jerec among them, hunkered down in the hatchways with blasters and vac masks. Under cover fire, some pushed out to take up decent positions in the hangar, behind equipment and so forth. Jerec and his rifle found a decent spot behind a durasteel crate, maybe fifteen paces from his ship, with an 11-3k as his guardian angel.

 

[Ghrom the Molten]

Location: Aboard the Collector - Hanger with the crew of the Colichemarde
Objective: Survival

Neither trooper or crew was safe from Styr's rage. As the Colichemarde came in hot the young mando had left his position on the bridge and was one of the first out of the hatch. Swept up in the heat of battle his blaster in hand he dove into battle ending two Directorate troopers career with bolts to the chest. Racing forward he dove at a heavy weapons trooper who was about to level his DLT-19 Heavy Blast Rifle on the crew of the Colichemarde. With his hatchet in had he swung and sunk it deep into the troopers neck, catching him in the gap between where his helmet handed and before his chest armor began. As his head left its place on his neck and fell to the hard star destroyer deck blood sprayed from the beheaded trooper covering Styr's armor red.

Looking to stem the wave of trooper continuing to flood the area Styr took the DLT-19 and set it up in a forward position a near by cluster of barrels containing non-combustible fluids. Aiming at the main doors leading into the interior of the Collector Styr went weapons hot and began to spray the area mowing down all troopers that entered in a hail of blaster bolts.

"Jerec, hope you have a plan to get that tractor beam down and us out of here, not sure how long we can hold this position." Styr said over the comms.

Things did not look good, but a mandolorian is not one to surrender, especially on his first mission.

"Come on Imps, that the best you got!"

[member="The Legend 27"] / [member="Cole Merrill"] / [member="Jerec Asyr"]

 

[Atin Alo'ran]

Location: Just outside of the Collectors firing range, visible to the naked eye.
Objective: Lodse o' Money
The Ship launched itself into the fray, straight out of hyper-space as if it was nothing. The Kom'rk was an old vessel, but it was a decent one at that, the Mandolorians hands danced across the controls as he took them over once more, sending out a quick transmission into the scurrying dog-fight that was proceeding. "Alright, so this is what I get for investigating huh? Anyways, for now I'm staying out of it--but I'll aid the highest bidder. My Line is open folks, I know someone out there needs some help." He pushed the seat forward, cursing himself because he forgot to adjust it earlier but for now his ship sat idle, waiting to see who would buy his aid. After-all, the price of fuel has been rather high.

[member="Styr Armod"]
[member="Jerec Asyr"]
[member="The Legend 27"]
[member="Cole Merrill"]

 

[Pal'ru Vadarn]

The ship that made that run against the Collectors bridge would turn and go for another run, shooting at the ships massive engines and at the back of the ships bridge. The cockpit who shoot open, Palru jumping from her ship and on top of the bridge. She’d activate her pink lightsaber and begin to carve a hole in the roof to try and get in. Her ship flew over her, it’s autopilot active.

 

[CETCOM]

Location : Collector (Pellaeon-III Star Destroyer) over Pijal’s moon
Mission : Secure the source of Kohlen

As the Tie Phantoms began their attack the enemy Freighter took refuge on the Collector’s Hangar and it seemed that they had some company. As the Prospector secured the hanger a second ship attacked the Collector followed by another ship entering the system. What was originally supposed to be a simple convert mission had erupted into a small Battle between the Directorate and the Prospectors. However Nassian Sanorge would not allow his enemies to triumph and decided to press forward with the Operation.

“Have all Supercommandos clear the Hanger and take down those Prospector and send the Tie Phantoms to destroy all ships that enter the system. This ends now.” Nassian Sanorge had enough. Already these prospector’s where disrupting the Directorate’s business and his Operation had already been compromised. Nassian Sanorge knew that these people couldn't be detained and eventually gave the order to “Neutralize” the threat and kill any one on board his ship that was not part of the Directorate. In the hallways , Directorate Supercommandos and Enforcers were moving towards the Hangar. Under the Command of Private Perkins , these troops would storm the Hangar and retake it from the Prospectors. The plan was simple , the Supercommandos whom had Armor made out of Phrik and capable of resisting a beating would lead the charge followed by the Enforcer’s whose armor was way weaker than that of the Supercommandos. Perkins had the order to neutralize any target they saw and as the Door leading to the hangar opened , the Supercommandos charged forward instantly taking fire from 11-3k Viper droids but still standing due to their strong armor soon followed by the Enforcers whom began providing the Supercommandos with cover fire taking down at least half of the enemy viper droids.

Meanwhile on the Bridge , Nassian Sanorge contacted his older brother Natian Sanorge to inform him of the current situation. “Nassian report.” Natian began. “Well Natian we have faced heavy opposition from a few prospectors whom have currently boarded our ship. I am trying to contain the situation but…” “There are no buts little brother. The Director made himself clear you will either find those crystals and if you fail you shall not be permitted to return to the Core Worlds until you have secured those crystals. This Operation is vital for the Directorate and the involvement of the Corellians and other factions can ruin everything. You MUST eliminate all that stands in our way or the Directorate will suffer it’s first major stepback.” “Yes Natian.” And with that the transmission ended. Nassian knew that he needed to succeed as failure would lead to major repercussions against the Directorate and that he needed to defeat these prospector’s no matter what. Already the Directorate was involved in other things and that such repercussions could ruin it’s reputation and put an end to years of growth and prosperity.

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[Pal'ru Vadarn]

Tags: [member="The Legend 27"]
Location: Collector
Objective: Assist in allowing the escape of current Kohlen holders.

Palru has successfully cut a hole through the roof, and slammed down into the bridge. As she landed, she left out a blast of the force, causing anyone near her to go flying. After that, she began cutting troopers down with her pink lightsaber. But she would only knock out anyone who wasn’t armed. By the end of it, she had her saber pointed at Nassian. “Your life is not worth the artifact. Pull your forces back.” She tried to use subtle mind tricks on top of her threat. But a strong minded individual could definitely overcome it.

 

[CETCOM]

Location : Collector (Pellaeon-III Star Destroyer) over Pijal’s moon
Mission : Secure the source of Kohlen

As Nassian observed the battle through a hologram , an unknown figure suddenly burst through the top of the bridge and attacked whatever guards were on the bridge taking them out and immediately threatening Nassian Sanorge with her lightsaber . “Pull back my forces or what Master Jedi? It is not the Jedi way to kill unarmed people and in addition i am wearing armor made out of Phrik in which is resistant to lightsabers.” Nassian knew that the Jedi would not kill him as it was clearly not their way to strike down unarmed people.

Then a group of Directorate Enforcers led by 2 Supercommandos armed with Crotosis blades entered the room as the Enforcers pointed their blaster towards the Jedi. “Surrender now Jedi you are outnumbered.” The Lead Supercommando ordered. Then with his hands in the air , Nassian continued talking “It is useless to attack my men as those 2 supercommandos wear the same armor as I do making them invulnerable to your lightsaber and are armed with blades that can neutralize your lightsaber. I would suggest you stand down. Jedi.” With that the tides had seemed to turn against the Jedi. With Sanorge’s reinforcements he knew he could quickly deal with the Jedi threat and once more focus on the enemy forces in the hangar.

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[Pal'ru Vadarn]

Palru would raise one hand to the Supercommandos, and a massive force push would launch them across the room. “You pilot a weapon. And control thousands of weapons at your command. As far as I’m concerned, you’re far from unarmed.” She’d lift him into the air with the force, and use it to slowly but surely rip the armor off of him. “So I suggest you stand down... officer.”

 

[Startorn]

As startorn hopped into his fang fighter his radar picked up the battle so as his ship rose into the air he circled around to the other side of the planet and then made the jump, he wasn't gonna get blasted by whatever was going on over there

 

[CETCOM]

As she forces pushed the supercommandos back , the Jedi lifted Sanorge into the air and started to rip apart his armor. “Like i said what would you do if i don’t Master Jedi. I have orders to secure Kholen and have been tasked in using whatever means necessary to secure it. And it is not the Jedi way to kill unarmed people .However you don’t know who you are messing with as you are messing with an Organization beyond reckoning and that this Organization would come after all of you and will hunt you down until they have what they want that is the Kohlen Crystal. “

As Nassian Sanorge talked with the Jedi one of the Supercommandos managed to regain consciousness and after waking up the Second Supercommando , both Supercommandos took their cortosis blades with one Supercommando opening fire on the Jedi while the other charged at her with his cortosis blade. The Nassian Sanorge with half of his armor torn apart reached his blaster and aimed at the Jedi intending to open fire on the Jedi and neutralize her

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[Pal'ru Vadarn]

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Hearing that blade be drawn, Palru would throw Nassian at the charging supercommando, while using her other hand to pull the second supercommando into the charging one. Basically trying to sandwich them all together. After that, she quickly tried to push the mass of bodies out of the bridge and force the door shut, destroying the door controls to keep it that way.

 

[CETCOM]

Location : Collector (Pelleaon-Class Star Destroyer)
Mission : To secure the source of Kholen

As the Supercommandos made their move the Jedi threw Nassian towards the enemy Supercommando knocking him down with the Supercommando’s Cortosis blade falling from his grip but not impaling Nassian as he was knocked unconscious by the impact with the Supercommando along with the Supercommando himself. Then the 2 unconscious men were forced pushed towards the Second Supercommando and out of the bridge where it was locked shut.

Later , Nassian and his Supercommandos would eventually regain consciousness surrounded by a group of Directorate Enforcers who helped him get up. “Sir are you okay?” the Sergeant asked. “Yes but that Jedi, she has barricaded herself in the bridge and we no longer have control of the ship. Do your best to force this door open we need to retake the Bridge.” Nassian ordered. “Yes sir it will be done” With that the Enforcers began moving forth to try to open the blast door by placing charges on it intending to destroy the door and retake the bridge.

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[Pal'ru Vadarn]

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Palru would find the intercom and turn it on. "Attention all crew, personnel, and people who aren't supposed to be here. Due to the... lacking leadership of this vessel, this ship will be discontinued and scrapped. Starting right now. So... get to the escape pods if you truly value yourselves." Palru then took out her DH-17 and shot the intercom. Then just started shooting and slashing all the panels she could. One of which was likely the controls. Meaning the ship was slowly going to start to fall.

 

[Rosa]

The Maiden dropped out of hyperspace with a shudder that showed her age, Larisa ran a hand along the console with a fond smile. “Good girl.” she murmured before looking up to see what greeted her.

What should have been a clear canvas of stars and a fresh trail down to the blue green surface of Pijal, was instead littered with ships. Bolt let out a low whistle of awe, his dome spinning to look at Larisa with his photo-receptor, letting out a stream of binary beeps. A stream of curse words lit up across the console in front of her. “Yeah, yeah, i know.” She responded shaking her head and sitting up a little straighter in the pilot’s seat. “Get me transponder codes and an open line with the Star Destroyer.”

Bolt protested, and Larisa ignored him, closing her eyes and reaching out in the force for the trail she’d been following. This has started as a routine job. Find someone’s child, report their location to the parents, wait for the parents to extract them, collect her money and go. Somehow, she was now investigating a murder. There’d been a lot of people in that bar, a lot of trails to follow. A few words with the Landlord and she’d picked this trail to follow. A trail of ‘New Friends’. The Landlord said they’d come in separately, but left together. She was hoping that they might have a direction to point her in, rather than actually be the culprits.

The trail placed them in the belly of the Collector.

With a heavy sigh, she reached for the comm. “Collector, this is the Maiden, requesting permission to…” she trailed off as more ships began popping into existence on her screen and opening fire. “...uhh, nevermind.” she cut the comm and drummed her fingers on the console.

Bolt trilled, next to her. Her eyes lowered to the console to read the translation.

[We need those credits.]

“I know.”

[We have enough intelligence.]

“Do we? ‘Hey Mr. I found your son dead, he was killed for drinking too much and talking too loudly about things he shouldn’t. Couldn’t tell you who the murderer is though. Sorry.’ “

[I’d buy it.]

“That’s because you’re heartless. Run a full scan of the collector and keep an ear out on all comms channels, I want to know what’s going on before I do anything stupid.”

[member="Jerec Asyr"] [member="Cole Merrill"] [member="Pal'ru Vadarn"] [member="The Legend 27"] [member="Styr Armod"] [member="Theide"]

 

[CETCOM]

Location : The Collector (Pellaeon-III Star Destroyer)
Mission : To secure the source of Kholen

As the Forces of Nassian Sanorge took their positions and prepared to detonate the charges they heard a voice from the intercom

Attention all crew, personnel, and people who aren't supposed to be here. Due to the... lacking leadership of this vessel, this ship will be discontinued and scrapped. Starting right now. So... get to the escape pods if you truly value yourselves

Now he was mad. Not only did this Jedi have the audacity to make such an order but she was going to take down his own Ship. “Well destroy the door. NOW” With that the Sergeant press the detonation button and then the doors were blasted apart. Then the Enforcers began to move forward and opened fire blindly through the smoke. “Apprehend that Jedi. I want her alive” Said Nassian as he was escorted by the 2 Supercommandos behind the Enforcers that were making their way through the bridge. Meanwhile in the Hangar as Private Perkins forces engaged the enemy they heard the announcement and thinking it was for real , the Private ordered his men to fall back and make way for the escape pods leaving the enemy prospectors as the crew and personnel of the Star Destroyer scrambled towards the escape pods.

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[Pal'ru Vadarn]

Palru heard Nassians angry tantrum from the bridge, using the force to take the cortosis blade that had been knocked on the floor earlier. And when the door exploded, she used her lightsaber to slash open the bridges front window. She looked down, taking a deep breath. Nassian likely saw her just as she jumped out. During the fall, she’d contact her ships autopilot to try and pick her up. So she was falling for a good ten seconds before it finally swooped in, letting her land in the cockpit. She took a moment to collect herself, slowly going to a chuckle. “Holy sarlacc...” But she wasn’t done there. She’d pilot her ship to one of the hangars, violently letting her ships slide its landing gear across the floor, likely slamming into a few men in the process. She’d leap out and slash a trooper as her ship exited the hangar from the other side, the autopilot reactivating so it didn’t just crash down below. She’d make her way to Jerecs crew, slashing and stabbing anyone who tried to get between her and the freighter team using her lightsaber and the cortosis. “Go, Go! Get out of here!” She yelled at the freighter, hoping someone would heed her.

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[Theide]

Eternus squad moved quickly, until they finally reached their destination of one of the juggernaughts. The massive behemoth was simply moving through the forest, with little to no regard for anything, not that it really needed to be concerned with anything. Snarling at the sight, Theide began to come up with a plan to deal with it, but he was suddenly cut short by a call from the ship. The people in orbit had begun fighting, and it seemed to be rather bloody. Sighing in annoyance, but also realizing that even if they took down all the troops on the planet, the fleet in orbit could just send more in. This realization led to another, take out the head, and the body won't move anymore. This applied to the fleet as the head and the troops as the body.

Snarling in annoyance, Theide called off the attack from his squad just as the call came in from someone offering their services to the highest bidder. Ordering his ship to come and get them even as it was to display the situation in space, Theide took the info in slowly. There was someone offering their help to the highest bidder, a ship about to/already being boarded, and a fleet of unknown origins under attack and also attacking. It was a mess up in space at the moment, one that Theide would be entering soon enough. Shaking his head as the Aegis Mortum came in low, Theide hopped in the open door with his squad, aside from the two currently getting those crystals. The ship then blasted off into space, cloak on the entire time, undetectable to anyone up there.

Taking in the situation once more, Theide sent three messages to three different people, each different, but a message offering help, paying for it, and asking for it. The first went to [member="Jerec Asyr"] and stated the following, the voice that'd go over the intercom cold and emotionless, uncaring, and ready to inflict pain.
"You don't know who we are, nor does it matter, but you're in luck. We're going to help you deal with these boarders and then this fleet, for a little something in return of course, but that'll be discussed later." Then it was over, though if Jerec or his crew wanted to respond, they could, but there was no guarantee of a response.

The second message went to [member="Atin Alo'ran"], with the voice being the same as that had contacted Jerec, but this time also with a hint of promise in it.
"Su cuy'gar ner'vod. You don't know who we are most likely, nor does it really matter, only that we have credits. 2 thousand credits for immediate help in dealing with this fleet in whatever way you see fit to help, though sitting back and doing nothing will gain you no favors. If you help and do a good job, you may find more credits for yourself and a possible job, depending on how much you're worth. Hop to." And the call was over, the same applied to Atin as with Jerec.

The third and final message was off into deep space, towards the Unknown Regions. It wouldn't be possible for anyone here to track it, nor to see what it said. That said, the final message was simple, short, and very much to the point, and the reply was even shorter. But it promised a world of pain for anyone who would be on the receiving end. Then it was over and done, and Theide had a mission to get on with. Turning to his squad, Theide nodded once to them, for they already knew what to do. They quickly headed to the airlock, ship on autopilot, and made sure that their armor was airtight to the vacuum. Then, they were released at a very fast speed towards the main ship, where the trapped Jerec and his people would be, where doom would come from Eternus squad. They would near the hanger soon, and they'd be coming in hard and fast, invisible death machines for anyone who stood in their way. It was just a matter of moments.

Ship: Aegis Mortum
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[CETCOM]

Location : Collector (Pellaeon-III Star Destroyer) over Pijal’s moon
Mission : Secure the source of Kohlen

As Nassian’s troops entered the bridge , the Jedi cut open the windows and jumped out. However with the ship being in space , the cold vacuum of space began sucking a few of the Directorate Enforcers before the broken windows were cealed with metal hacthes. “Sir the ship is going down.” Said the Sergant. “Well we must hurry for the Second Ventral Hangar where my Personal Shuttle awaits.” Said Nassian “This ship is truly lost.” With that Nassian went forth to head towards the Second Ventral Hangar where his Shuttle awaited him.

Meanwhile elsewhere on the ship Private Perkins and his men had just arrived at the Ventral Hanger as Nassian had contacted him and told him and his men to await at the Second Ventral Hangar with the Enforcers being allowed to leave and the Supercommandos and Perkins himself remaining until their arrival. Then Nassian and his men arrived. “Thank god you are here sir. Your Shuttle is here as you asked.” Said Perkins. “Well then everyone onboard of the shuttle. Sergant you and your men will take the other shuttle and we will land on the Eavesdropper where we shall continue the operations.”. “Sir yes sir.”

With that the Sergant and his men went on a different shuttle while Nassian , Perkins and the Supercommandos boarded Nassian’s own personal shuttle. As they exited , a group of armored mechs zoomed passed the Three Shuttles unaware of the fact that they would be entering a doomed ship. And before long , Nassian and his men were on board the Eavesdropper (Donnager-Class Star Destroyer) . Then Nassian motioned Private Perkins and his Supercommandos and stay in the hanger to repel any boarding party while heading for the bridge of the Ship to assume command. Unaware of the surprise that awaited him. Upon arriving at the Bridge , the Captain of the Eavesdropper told Nassian that his older brother had a message for him in the briefing room and Nassian went there immediately to confront his own brother. Arriving at the Briefing Room , Nassian was met with a Hologram of his brother.

“Little brother… you have failed us.” said Natian in a disappointed tone. “If you are surprised I received news from the Captain of the Eavesdropper that your ship’s systems had stopped functioning and that it was starting to plumet towards the moon’s atmosphere. I have tasked James Cerensp in reinforcing you with a Fleet of 1 Pellaeon Star Destroyer and 3 Nebulon-A Frigates along with his personal Flagship the Operator (Donnager-Class Star Destroyer). He will be taking charge of the Operation as you have been clearly unable to handle the situation. Is that clear Nassian?”. Natian said. “Yes Natian.” Nassian replied. “Good boy. Now make yourself useful and order the Fleet to destroy the Collector”. Ordered Natian. “As you wish brother”.

Arriving at the bridge of the Eavesdropper Nassian gave the order to open fire on the Collector . “Captain , have the Fleet open fire on the Collector”. The Captain looked at Nassian with disbelif and tried to protest “But sir the crew and our men…”. “Most of the crew has already been evacuated and now i am giving you a direct order , open. Fire”. “Yes...Sir” With that the rest of the Directorate Fleet moved into firing range of the Collector in which had begun plummeting towards the planet below and soon began opening fire on the lost ship.

Just as the Directorate Forces opened fire , James Cerensp arrived with his task force of , 1 Donnager-class Star Destroyer , 2 Nebulon-A Frigates and 5 Dreadnought MkII Heavy Cruisers and as the Fleet entered the system they saw the carnage that was taking place.”Nassian is a damn fool. Because of his idiocy we have lost our lead ship and now our enemies have the upper advantage. Have the Fleet group up with the rest and contact Nassian and tell him that he is to join me aboard my ship.” Cerensp ordered. Now under his command the Directorate would succeed and their enemies would perish. It was only a matter of time , Cerensp thought as these prospectors , Jedi and Assassins were only delaying the inevitable.

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[Atin Alo'ran]

He'd listen to the offer, tapping at it as he waited "Two thousand huh?" he then glared towards the ship that seems to be going down, the rest of the fleet arrived to open fire. His head nodded slowly, pressing the button again he spoke "Two thousand for my help?" he broadcasted to the public making no effort in hiding his words, The Mando wanted everyone to know he was here "Going once, going twice unless someone offers me more." leaning back again his engines would begin to spool.

 

[Jerec Asyr]

[member="Cole Merrill"] [member="Styr Armod"] [member="Pal'ru Vadarn"] [member="The Legend 27"]

The fight, Jerec realized, was almost over, and that was a bad sign. The enemy had largely pulled back out of the hangar when the strange announcement came over the intercom. Apparently the entire battleship had bigger things to worry about.

"New plan," he said as a tractor beam emitter exploded. "Strip it all. Five minutes to takeoff."

By the time a Jedi careened through the hangar, Jerec had an armful of phrik armor plates and was overseeing the theft of half a TIE Phantom. The Colichemarde hummed with energy, ready to do what it did best.

"Don't need to tell me twice," he said as heavy weapons fire shook the battleship. He raised his voice and headed for the freighter's ramp. "Take what you've got, folks. We're out of time."

He settled into the command chair and got ready to gun it.