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Invasion The Reckoning [Invasion of Empress Teta: Mandalorians vs One Sith]

Location: Airborne over Cinnagar Rooftops; nearby Ordo
Allies: The Mando'ade
Squad: [member="Navio"] | @Neskar A`toll | [member="Anastasia Rade"]
Enemies: Dar'Jetti: [member="Mya Munro"] | [member="Laufeia Carzi"] | [member="Lieutenant Kir"]
Objective: Avengers Assemble!


Even in the depths of darkness, the lit flame of hope still could shine preventing the closing shadows to fully encompass and control the situation. The Mando'ade were facing the force and full fury of such a darkness, and they were standing their ground. Pound for pound, everything they had thrown at the One Sith had been met with unrelenting resolve. Their Mand'alor fallen, the Leviathan slammed into the ground, and bodies of Mandalorian soldiers and Red Legion infantry sprawled across the wasted ruins of Cinnagar in a horrific horror show that cast a grim shadow over the planet. Much more, those clouds overhead of a force born storm that had taken hold of itself, and now no longer reigned under the control or will of the Sith. A fitting scenario to such a cataclysmic battle. The tides of war had shifted back and forth, with neither side conquored or relenting. The Sith had pressed their advantage with impressive and deadly displays of utilizing the Dark Side to pummel obstacle after obstacle in defending this pivotal world in the great galactic map. The Mando'ade had answered back with tireless resolve, grouping together to provide strength and dose out assault after assault. It seemed as if the landscape changed every few minutes, and Azrael for one was angered that a decisive victory to show the Sith that their victories over the Republic and the Omega Protectorate were nothing compared to fighting the legendary warriors of Mandalore.

Ordo had been the key - or so he had thought. The reigning Dark Lord of this conglomerate of Sith, Infantry and the dreaded Vong - he was supposed to be the fulcrum on which the entire leadership rested. The big man's shoulders were weighted with the burden and responsibility of directing the Sith in their war across the stars. All in the name of peace, ironically. One of the greatest lies ever told from the lips of a disfigured Chancellor; 'Once more the Sith shall rule the Galaxy, and we shall have peace.' Peace did not come by driving out every enemy, and stamping them into dust beneath your boots. Peace was never an option, this was subjugation, and tyranny at it's finest. The Mandalorians hadn't come to Teta to destroy this notion however, they had come for Ordo to reclaim their vode and remove his reign from the Sith. He had caused this, and now he would end it, so again, Azrael thought.

"I will honor my word Ori'vod...this day will not be your..." His words caught as the sound of a blaster bolt pierced the air, red hot plasma sank deep into the rear of Ordo's neck, below the base of his buy'ce and the next thing he heard was the knees of the big man meet permacrete before he face planted in front of him. Smoke rose in tendrils up from the wound that had felled his brother. Smoke from the barrel of the weapon held in the hands of a woman who had removed her helmet and showed what manner of villain had destroyed the hope of saving Ordo. Gray eyes widened beneath the crimson visor as he stared at the face of Mia Monroe, hearing her cold dead words speak to him like something out of a nightmare. He was at a loss for words, the shock of it all overcoming his ability to communicate while the woman's expert shot had taken down that which he had intended to try and save, to salvage. Mia was dead - he knew this, he'd watched her day, he'd brought her body to Keldabe and he'd watched it burn. This was not Mia, this couldn't be her standing there demanding that the Mando'ade depart after gunning down a man he knew the real Mia loved. "Imposter.." His lips peeled back to lash that word out like the crack of a whip.

"You dare tread on the name of the Liberator and murder my brother in cold blood?!" Azrael snarled and raised his hands to the heavens letting out a cry of anger and rage. Anastasia had seen him angry, but she had never seen Azrael truly pissed off. He kept a check on his emotions, even in the heat of battle, but this day had been too much for the half-blood to handle and reign in. Call it luck..or call it a stroke of fate by the Manda itself - but whatever it was that caused that bolt of force born lightning to rip from the heaven and strike Azrael - it happened in an instant snap. The white blinding light of the flash flashed out in all directions as the entire searing bolt met his bionic arm with a thundering crack of power. Electricity charged down his arm and with the alchemized properties of his modified appendage, the energy channeled into the housing mechanisms as servos whirred to life charging up a weapon he'd only used in training aspects. "DIE!!!" The next word to loose from the lips of the Field Marshal as his hand shot forward and the palm opened to release a magnanimous blast of concentrated force lightning to hurl at great speed directly towards the chest of Monroe's cloned body. Azrael however wasn't simply satisfied with that one attack as he shifted the war-droid into battle positions. What came next could only be described as a Maelstrom.

Mechanized weapons roared to life, the first of which were the Shockwave generator rods that tore from the Besu'liik, ripping sonic waves across the chasm of air and into the surrounding buildings. The vibration waves would decimate duracrete and plasteel structures like an explosion had gone off in each of the still standing constructs. The fate of the power armored Royal Guard closing in on his location would most certainly collide in that path if he was not incredibly skilled with those jet boots. Compounded to this attack were the release of shatter-missiles that tore from the war-droid's serious reserve a weapon's cache. Their release was a targeted approach to fire angled down towards the base of the buildings especially at the amassing army of Royal guards flooding the streets below. As the crescendo of the twin attacks echoed for kilometers in every direction Azrael did a hard turn on his controls and spun the droid around letting loose a stream of deadly yellow death from the beak of the droid itself. A sickening hum of energy drummed out in angle that cut a horizontal line in the orbital three-hundred and sixty degree rotation of the droid. The entire image of the destructive nature of the Besu'liik was a sight to behold and to be feared. They had been a staple of the Mandalorians for sometime, and had only improved with age. There was nothing left for him at this juncture - no cause to stay and bear the lash of the Sith, and after the last, a directed burst of pulse wave energy directed itself along the path to blaze a trail he could follow. Thrusters ignited and launched the beast up into the atmosphere.


OOC: Mya's writer approved the attack, and the video is to add some levity and awesome to a very long fight.
 
Location: Hanging off a building
Allies: [member="Laufeia Carzi"] [member="Lieutenant Kir"]
Enemies: Mandos

Mya smirked at his anger at his fury. "I dare to do a lot of things, all in the name of the Dark Lord and his cause."

Whether [member="Azrael"] heard these words or no, Mya didn't know. All she knew was the lightening as it rushed towards her chest. She made no move to stop it, or evade it, simply because doing do was out of the question. Her armour took the brunt of the assault, dying as the lightning collided with her chest, sending her flying backwards wit its impact. She hit the edge of the roof and rolled off, fingers grasping for the edge.

They missed, she dropped several feet before she caught a window ledge further down.

Gasping for breath, pain racking her chest she hung there for a moment as Azrael unleashed the droids payload before escaping.

Mya began to laugh, it was only then she realized she had several cracked ribs.
 

Urak

Umbra Bellator|Sith Assassin
Location: Rooftops
Enemies: [member="Pyrrha Nikkita"] / Mandos
Allies: [member="Darth Mierin"] / [member="Darth Atrace"]
Objective: Defeat Nikkita

Urak, from the shadows away from sight saw Nikkita, as she was being attacked mentally, he tightened the force around her neck to choke her. Then said "Looks like the tables have turned Nikkita. Now it seems i am the one choking you instead of you choking my brother." Then raised his fist to bring her up in the air as she is choking.

He knew the sith would soon win, and his enemies would be defeated.
 

J3C0

Guest
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LOCATION: Atmosphere/roofs
ENEMIES: [member="Pyrrha Nikkita"] , [member="Atin Kandossii"]
ALLIES: [member="Darth Urak"] , [member="Darth Atrace"] , [member="Darth Carach"]
OBJECTIVE: Kill

Out of pure reaction Mierin twisted and stood. Her movements were almost perfectly intune with the man coming from above, and as his Beskar blade slammed down, Mierin raised her arm. The two metal crashed against one another, beskar slamming into Terenthium and Desh alloy. She winced, simulated pain rushed through her as an almost inch deep nick was cut into her cybernetic arm.

In an instant she struck back.

The Hydra Staff on her back let out five simultaneous hisses, then jumped from her shoulder. The staff jumped towards the Mandalorians face, the five heads moving as one to slither around the Mandalorians neck and begin constricting in an instant.

At the same time, Mierin moved to grasp onto the E-11 Blaster rifle to stop the attack on Carach. Her hand shifting to hold the blaster towards the ground while her leg swept forward to kick the mans legs out from underneath him. Hopefully she would be able to at least ground the man, or give her staff time enough to snap around his neck.
 
Shieldmaiden of Clan Munin (semi-retired)
Location: Cinnegar Streets
Allies: [member="Ralize Darkfeather"], [member="Kad Tor"], [member="Nolan Detta"], [member="Kable Detta"], Mandalorians
Enemies: [member="Luminara Rikanati"], [member="Darth Vidar"], [member="Alaki"], @Melakoth Tyrin, Sith
Objective: Keeping my family alive! Beating down the Sith!


The familiar voice of her brother echoing within her buy'ce gave Bree a moment of relief knowing that he was there to help fight the Sith. Also the arrival of her brother's Force-senstive spitfire helped as well. Remembering how well Kad could bring down a building from their time on Bastion, the medic hit the throttle button on her jet pack to get out of there.

Just as she lifted off, something seemingly invisible hit Briika and made her feel like she'd gotten slugged hard in the stomach, but there was no wound. It knocked the wind out of her for a moment, but the young Mando'ad was able to maneuver herself out of harms way.

Suddenly, something or rather someone dropped out of the stormy skies along with debis of a ship raining around him. None other than her very own husband landed but a few feet away from her. Briika was stunned at first even elated to see him, then gave Kable the "Tor Glare" he was all too acquainted with when his honey do's weren't done at home. Kable didn't need to see her cool azure eyes to know they were shooting ice daggers at him through her darkened T-visor. How could he be so reckless when they had a new baby at home?!

<Always trying to one up your, vod'ika… I'm not sure which one of you is the crazier one.> she said, shaking her helmeted head at the man in the black armor.

Her displeasure was cut short by Nolan's last stand and what happened afterwards. Bree could only watch in horror as the dirty blonde Detta brother was crushed by the collapsing building after being fried by the lightening. The medic in her took over and she scrambled over to where she'd seen him last standing and began to excavate the debris around the area.

<Nolan! Can you hear me? Nolan?!>
 
The word had come. Word that Rianna was not prepared for fully she had always thought it possible but had hoped that it would not.
They were all looking at her wondering what she would do, “prepare a shuttle, let’s us go and retrieve him” He was down, blaster shot to the back of the head the word was. The images that ran through Rianna’s mind were horrific as she prepared herself for the worst.

Rianna could see the devastation done by the shockwave rods from her position everyone on board paused. There had been too much loss in this place they were hurt, saddened, and angry. Rianna wasn't sure what she felt.

They monitored communications as the shuttle headed downwards to where the locator beacon of Ordo’s armor said he was. They did not need to land Ordo’s armor had two things unique to their design first a trigger mechanism that would bring him to her. Her riduur, ner runi, ner kar’ta and they were saying he was dead.

The shuttle was near enough now that she pressed the activator to bring him in his familiar black armor to her. She looked out of the rear of the shuttle as the ramp dropped. Inside her emotions twisted and churned she clenched her teeth harder she would not break down here, she would NOT. Soon she could see his body coming towards them as two of her interns waited to grab hold of the robust man who loved life and his family and pulled him inside. Rianna deactivated the thrusters that had made it possible to bring him. She looked down, she placed her hand on his chest plate.

“Get me a stasis tube, and let’s hurry back to the frigate, and put him on the Dancing Thranta” Rianna’s medical troops were well trained and Briika as on the ground the mandalorians were currently in good hands medically she could take Jasper home.

[member="Ordo"]
[member="Azrael"]
[member="Anija Ordo"]


Rianna and Jasper Ordo depart.
 
Location: Cinnagar Rooftops
Allies: Darth Banshee Ordo Darth Vindica Sawa Ike Lieutenant Kir
Enemies: Vilaz Munin Azrael Neskar A'toll Anastasia Rade
Objective: Live

Hold on. Right. Because she had much choice at the moment. Hold on or fall down and likely die. Yeah, she was going to hold on as long as she could. Screw the whole falling down and dying bit.

"You know, it's hard to hold on and shield us at the same time."

That was why a shot managed to get through and slam into the mans power suit. Seriously, she wasn't perfect and she hadn't exactly spent a ton of time practicing how to use a Force barrier over the course of her life. She'd managed to learn enough to make a passable one, but she certainly wouldn't be able to hold out the way a Lord or Knight could. Better than nothing though. Plus the armored lug she was holding onto somewhat protected her as well.

"Make your shots count. I can't hold this firepower at bay forever."
 

Cedric Dorn

Guest
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Location: Cinnagar Rooftops
Allies: [member="Darth Banshee"] [member="Ordo"] [member="Darth Vindica"] [member="Sawa Ike"] [member="Laufeia Carzi"] [member="Mya Munro"] [member="Darth Junra"]
Enemies: [member="Vilaz Munin"] [member="Azrael"] [member="Neskar A'toll"] [member="Anastasia Rade"]
Objective: Live

Kir looked at the wall of fire being played out before him, his eyes flashed and his HUD began to beep loudly under the warning of incoming attacks. He shifted, and moved his arm up. The Verpine Shattergun inside of his arm flashed one last time as he shot at Azreal, knowing that the attack was likely going to be utterly useless given the flames and fire that swept from the Basilisk war droid.

Then seconds later the barrier of the woman broke. His eyes popped open even further and Kir swept to the side.

He grasped the woman and cradled her before his armor, turning his back to the Basilisk war droid and crouching. He pointed the thick back armored plates towards the oncoming attacks. Again the HUD in front of him flared, the armors integrity was threatened, the jets on the back of his armor were disabled, only the ones on his legs and feet remaining. Then, it was over.

Kir saw the Basilisk leap into the sky and immediately stood, still holding the Sith in his massive right arm.

Below he heard the sounds of smashing buildings and loud rocket fire. The sound of massive shields flickering and walkers stamping could be heard. Dozens of radio calls went out to signal that more than two dozen men had been killed by the falling buildings, and half that number again was trapped beneath the rubble, though Power Armored Royal Guardsmen were slowly working their way through that.

Kir frowned momentarily, then walked surveyed the roof top.

He noticed a hand hanging onto the edge of the roof not far from where he stood. Clomping over the already half destroyed roof Kir wandered over to the hand and looked down. It was the woman that had shot Ordo.

For a moment he pondered what to do, this woman had shot the Dark Lord, but it had been in denial to the Mandalorians, it had been to stop them from taking him. His momentary analysis of the situation stopped, and he reached out and grasped Mya's hands, pulling her up onto the roof top and depositing her on the solid ground.

Then he spoke into his radio.

“Secure the area. Finish the Mandalorians in this sector. We'll dig our comrades out later.” A cruelty, but one that would have to be done. Most of the Royal Guard wore armor, if not power armor, then the ceremonial variant. That armor had twelve hours of oxygen, more than enough to hold over those still alive.

Kir then looked to the Sith.
 

Atrace

Self Proclaimed Sith Elite
Location:rooftops
Allies: One Sith
Enemies: Mando
Objective:finish off nikkita

Atrace felt the explosion rock his entire frame, he recovered from the explosion, due to his brothers force shield. He stood up, he had realized that his enemy was not only being attacked physically but also mentally.

Atrace looked over to see his brother strangling the dark jedi, Atrace lifted both of his hands as lightning began to form around his hands, bolts of lightning jumped from his body headed for nikkita. The sith only felt rage towards the dark jedI his goal now was to cause as much pain as possible to her.
 
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Location: A rooftop bound to fall.
Allies: One Sith

As the confrontation between [member="Azrael"] and [member="Ordo"] continued, Darth Junra watched from the other building. When Ordo seemed to be giving himself up to the Mandalorians, she raised an eyebrow. Her grip on her lightsaber hilt tightened. She said nothing, though, and merely watched in silence.

Yet even Darth Junra did not seem to notice the incoming bolts rushing toward Ordo until it was too late. They sunk into the pretender’s flesh. Ordo’s body fell to its knees. Darth Junra’s eyes widened as she witnessed it all unfold. Her mouth was slightly ajar in both shock and awe.

The building Darth Junra stood on began to quake due to the shockwave generator rods. Darth Junra, not being the target of Azrael’s tantrum, simply stood in her place. Yet, she would soon have to leave the building as it had been severely damaged. Her eyes slowly closed as her face tensed.

A crack.

A twitch of her foot.

Slowly, the woman’s face relaxed. She opened her eyes - revealing a piercing crimson iris amid a pool of obsidian. Darth Junra slept.

The woman opened her mouth. The voice that came forth echoed throughout the planet - to be felt and touched by all the served the Dark Lord.

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Location: Cinnegar Streets
Allies: [member="Ralize Darkfeather"], [member="Briika Tor"], [member="Nolan Detta"], [member="Kable Detta"], Mandalorians
Enemies: [member="Luminara Rikanati"], [member="Darth Vidar"], [member="Alaki"], @Melakoth Tyrin, Sith
Objective: Ah Ah Ah Ah Stayin' Alive! Going to the Chapel!

Everything happened in a blur. The building came down, the force storm got crazy, and the allit was all in one place. Kable was being Kable, wreckless. Nolan was that on steroids. Briika was her usual self. Ral got to work on helping as well. By the time Kad could get oriented as to what was going on it seemed the Dar'jetti were all but gone, but so was Nolan. Briika was screaming something about Nolan, and moved for a pile of rubble.

Kad's gut suddenly wrenched hoping his explosion hadn't sent the building on top of his vod'ika. How would Briika and Kable ever forgive him if he had been that careless? More importantly, how could he have ever forgive himself? While his thoughts were a blur, he rushed to provide any cover that might be needed as Briika rushed to get to work. He clicked his comm to the private frequency for the allit and his near broken voice rang out.

<"Ral'ika we've had too much fighting, too many close calls for me to wait any longer. I want to take the riduurok now.">

Life was too short. Kad had almost died, and Ral nearly killed herself in saving him. She was fortunate to have not given herself an anurism on Bastion when the massive object was coming on top of him. Ral had saved him, but nearly at the expense of herself. That's why He did not wait for an answer from Ral. They had discussed this enough. Now it was time for action.

<"Mhi solus tome. Mhi solus dhar'tome. Mhi me'dinui an. Mhi ba'juri verde.">

Kad didn't care if the others were listening. His mind was focused on two things. Briika needed protection while she worked on Nolan, and Kad wanted Ral as his riduur. There was no sense in putting it off any longer.
 
Location: Enroute to lend aide
Objective: Lend aide
Allies: [member="Luminara Rikanati"], [member="Darth Vidar"], [member="Alaki"], @Melakoth Tyrin, Sith
Enemies: [member="Kad Tor"], [member="Ralize Darkfeather"], [member="Briika Tor"], [member="Nolan Detta"], [member="Kable Detta"], Mandalorians


Gasping for a silent breath, Darth Nephthys would slowly start to gather her bearing and wits about her. All around her, the Blackblades were moving towards securing the Leviathan as well as starting to move towards securing the area around them.

What manner of aide she was given was quickly waved aside. She was not done yet. It was then she heard it--- she froze. Her head would uplift towards the heavens. The One would roar within her mind, resonate with his command.

Her head would bow as she took a knee. She had a duty to the One. To the Goddess. She was not done yet. The Hydrastaff would hiss along her shoulder, and slowly she would rise. A glance would be swept over towards [member="Darth Vornskr"].

// Let it be done //

A jerk of her head would lend towards a specific direction. Awareness would dawn upon her that there were others beyond. Near, that would need their aide.

Without a word, the mute would gather gear from nearby Blackblades, the flutter of her cloak behind her, Crab armor glistening under the coming rain.

Leave none alive. That would be her vow. Her fervent prayer.

Her devotion.

Soon, they would come and meet upon others that would feel the wrath of the Goddess of Vahl.

Of the One.
 
[member="Jaden Taacyn"]

Hand pressed tightly against her bleeding arm as the wind whistled around her form; the ground quickly approached. She tensed as she tracked the mando approach with his metallic-beast. But another screech met her ears.

A large, tentacled beast lumbered from the above - earlier released from the Hydra Queen.

A tentacled-arm reached down and curled around the Kiffar warrior's stomach. A second tentacle went to swat and pummel the mando-rider and its beast. Stomach lurched as she was yanked upward and pulled away from becoming a splat on the ground or ensnared with the mando. Head-spun slightly as her eyes tracked the beast's attack.
 
Location: Cinnegar Streets, rubble
Allies: [member="Darth_Morgoth"] [member="Melakoth Tyrin"] [member="Darth Nephthys"] [member="Alaki"] [member="Luminara Rikanati"]
Enemies: [member="Kad Tor"] [member="Ralize Darkfeather"] [member="Briika Tor"] [member="Kable Detta"]
Objective: Leave None Alive

The sound of a collapsing building nearby was deafening upon all ears. Such weigh and power in the collision with the earth was enough to make it rumble and buckle. Darth Vidar held his mouth agape in agitation, the sound was near enough to almost provide him with a ruptured eardrum. Alas, he was only in shell shock as it were called. It was an emotion that provided him with an inability to talk or reason as a ring echoed in his ears. He couldn't say for sure where the ring was coming from, but he was furious when he snapped too.

He began to prop himself up onto his feet, the room had been filled with dust that had caked his body. It gave his formerly crimson skin a grey sheen. He blinked harshly, trying to avoid it from getting in his eyes. He reached over himself but was thankful he was unharmed. His weapons were still located on his weapons belt. Some thought him insane, and others just thought him a fool for carrying the amount of weapons he did. His life as an Exotic Weapons Master defined him, and he utilised almost every single weapon in his engagement. Constantly keeping the enemy second-guessing what vicious weapon would be next.

Darth Vidar curled his hands around a small metallic hilt, one of many weapons, the Lightwhip. The other weapons comprised of a Lightsaber Pike that sat across his back in a sling, a Long-handle Lightsaber, San-Ni Staff and a Lightsaber. He looked to the sound of footsteps getting closer, ready to carve a Mandalorian into two. He only found a Sith Pureblood, and that which was eager for battle. "You, come with me," Darth Vidar spoke in command. He motioned for Morgoth to follow as Vidar took to the streets.

Immediately he found that rubble caked the entire street, and there was not a piece of road or pavement he couldn't see that was sitting under tons of permacrete. He saw a familiar figure dive from a building, to land nearby Vidar, Melakoth Tyrin. The man he had almost killed in his Force Rage, and seeing him only made his anger intensify. He longed to defeat him for he was one of the many sons of the New Order, but they were united with a common enemy. "Son of my enemy, join me in my fight. Purge the vermin, Leave None Alive!" Darth Vidar roared, activating his Lightwhip. A three meter long plasmatic cord burst to life. It illuminated the area with a devilish glow.

Darth Vidar made his way through the rubble, watching the Mandalorians recover from their own destructive nature. "Fools!" he beckoned to them, to draw their attention upon himself. His right hand gripped the lightwhip tight, whilst his left simultaneously retrieved snapped over his shoulder and began to draw the Lightsaber Pike. He activated the double blade with the similar snap-hiss. He angled his arm, bringing it back and swiping it around in an arc. The coiled whip shot outwards, stretching far in an attempt to coil itself around Kad Tor. The awkward weapon was a difficult one to master, and even more-so difficult to counter.
 
LOCATION: Rooftops (rubble and debris field)
ALLIES: [member="Pyrrha Nikkita"]
ENEMIES:[member="Darth Atrace"] [member="Darth Mierin"]
MISSION: Survive, assist vod, eliminate hostiles

"Shabuir!" His beskad parried and the serpent staffs around his neck Atin knew he was in trouble. Using the multi directional views on his HUD he let the beskad fall with his left hand while gripping the serpents beginning to strangle him with his taloned gauntlets. Driving his buy'ce forward he tried to smash his head into the face of the sith whose grip he was entangled with. Letting the E-11 get swiped he aimed down and released the blaster watching it skid over next to Atrace.

Then his legs was swept from under him and he landed on his back hard that expelled the air in his lungs. Now in dire straits he released his grip on the serpentine bodies crushing his throat where they had wedged at the joint where his helmet met his shoulder plates. His hands pulled his shoulder pistols as he raised his legs directly at Mierin and fired his boosters in his boots sending flames at the sith and Atin rolling several meters away where he cut the boosters and rolled to his feet.

At the same time he activated the link between his fletchette pistol and simultaneously locked onto eight targets. Five around his neck, his discarded E-11 blaster at Atrace's feet, and Atrace himself. The payloads fired and immediately course corrected flying at their targets. However his other hand had fired the slugthrower with four slugs filled with acid at Mierin.

Then his body listed to the left as the fletchetes connected with the hydra staffs sending them off his body. He tossed a grenade where they flew with his hand, the one that had just holstered the empty FWG-5 Flechette pistol, not knowing if the serpents were still living.

Gasping for breath he noticed a flashing light on his HUD, the one showing his suit's seal was compromised. Then he felt the warmth trickling down his shoulder where one of the razor micro flechettes had buried itself in his body.
 

J3C0

Guest
J
LOCATION: Roofs
ENEMIES: [member="Pyrrha Nikkita"] , [member="Atin Kandossii"]
ALLIES: [member="Darth Urak"] , [member="Darth Atrace"] , [member="Darth Carach"]
OBJECTIVE: Kill

The man had skill, more than she had expected.

She bucked back, trying to avoid the Mandalorians helmet, letting it strike her clavicle where the Vondunn Skerr Kyrric sat. The hard metal smashed into the living armor, and clicks could be heard as it cried in pain. Seconds later the man was swept to the floor, his feet kicked up. She perceived the boosters and tried to throw up her hands in defense. Superheated exhaust poured over her, skin melting and pain lancing through her as she felt pure crimson burn.

Then she darted forward.

With reckless abandon Mierin dashed after the Mandalorian. The lightsaber on her belt was pulled into her cybernetic hand, igniting with a snap and a hiss just as the Mandalorian pointed his weapon at her and the Hydra-Staff. The staff went limp as the flechette's struck four of the five heads, not killing it, but sticking into their maws and paralysing the living creature for a time as it suffered the blunt trauma to the majority of its heads. Then the grenade exploded. The creature let out a screeching hiss, then died.

Her off hand snapped up, a barrier forming before her. Two of the slugs stopped dead, falling to the ground. A third missed her, the fourth struck her shoulder and instantly began eating through the organic armor as its acidic properties splashed onto the crab.

She hissed as the acid ate at her skin, biting and tearing into her flesh until it game to a stop, merging with the organic matter of the crab to become a neutral agent, though there was now a fist sized hole in her armor across her shoulder with her flesh peeling away. The Sith Pureblood found herself unable to lift her arm above the shoulder.

Before the man could fire again, Mierin was upon him.

Her lightsaber came in a great horizontal arch towards the Mandalorians throat, directly cutting towards the weak point of the segmented armor in order to hopefully sever his head, her off hand readying to use the force.
 

Charlyn Nairne

Little Miss Sunshine
LOCATION: Atmosphere/roofs
ALLIES: [member="Pyrrha Nikkita"] ,[member="Jedediah Bagely"], [member="Atin Kandossii"],
ENEMIES: [member="Darth Urak"] , [member="Darth Atrace"] , [member="Darth Mierin"] , One Sith
OBJECTIVE: Incoming Support

She hadn't been in the first wave of fighters for good reasons. If she could have stayed out of the war the woman would have. A war zone was no place for a woman in her condition however she couldn't ignore the call for help. She wasn't one to sit by and watch if she could help it. Atin was going to be furious with her for putting herself in such danger but he should know her by now. What did he expect?

Jumping after he did she landed on a neighboring roof with a thud. One glance up showed what a bloodbath all of this was. As she rose to her feet she heard another call for help which sent her running in that direction. The woman wasn't Force Sensitive herself however that didn't mean she couldn't handle a Force User. She had been taught well how to handle Force Users. It was nice to see Atin headed towards that direction as they worked better as a team than apart.

Strapped to her back with her nap sack she had a lizard which she hoped would ward off the Sith a little bit. She wanted to make it a fair fight after all and give herself a fighting chance. The nap sack held a few other goodies such as a med kit,a few grenades and homemade explosives.

Holding up her Slugthrower she aimed and shot at [member="Darth Urak"] whom looked to be trying to chock a vod which under her watch was not going to be happening. Well, not on her watch. More backup had arrived.

"Atin, sweetheart are you alright?" She spoke though the comm as she turned slightly just in time to see him get hit. Chloe couldn't help but worry about him. If she needed to go save him now that is where she would go without a second thought.
 

Ralize Darkfeather

Guest
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Location: Cinnegar Streets
Objective: Dig out Nolan, marry Kad, get out alive...yeah...no problem!
Allies: [member="Nolan Detta"], [member="Briika Tor"], [member="Kad Tor"], [member="Olivia Dem'adas"], Mandalorians
Enemies: [member="Luminara Rikanati"], [member="Alaki"], [member="Melakoth Tyrin"], [member="Darth Vidar"], [member="Darth_Morgoth"], Sith
Soundtrack: Bourne Supremacy Soundtrack - Berlin Foot Chase


Chaos erupted around them in a matter of moments that stretched out into a peculiar sort of eternity to her senses. Buildings and debris were falling at an alarming rate, eating up the clear real estate on the street at a startling pace. It was a sight that forced a tightness into Ralize's chest, emerald green energy flaring wildly around as if she wasn't sure what to do for one uncertain moment.

Pain tore through her senses, forcing her to double over in pain as Nolan disappeared beneath a pile of rubble, excruciatingly bright with an excess of energy from a lightning strike. She might have shouted, she might not have in that moment, her HUD's recording would later prove inconclusive with the surge of power from Nolan's lightning clad form. Out of sheer, stubborn desperation, she clung to the spark that felt like Nolan in her mind, willing the Force to preserve him until he could be extracted.

What use were these abilities if they didn't do what she wanted them to do when she needed them to do it?

Ralize dodged a chunk of falling debris, clarity coming to her as she finally got a grip on herself and stood steady amidst the architectural carnage. What squads could be spared were pouring towards them across the rubble, setting up a perimeter even as she called for evacuation across the secure comm line to her vod. Confirmation of coordinates came quickly, an armored shuttle heading their way with room enough for all of them.

<"Ral'ika we've had too much fighting, too many close calls for me to wait any longer. I want to take the riduurok now.">

The young woman blinked, startled, turning to gaze back at her beloved, her expression dumbfounded though hidden by her buyc'e. Silence reigned as she stared, her heart soaring even as it threatened to pound its way out of her chest. His voice ringing strong across their shared comm frequency.

<"Mhi solus tome. Mhi solus dhar'tome. Mhi me'dinui an. Mhi ba'juri verde.">

Everyone was listening and she just didn't care. This was right...this was right...even the Force surged in response, her voice strong and clear as she repeated the vows. < "Mhi solus tome, mhi solus dar'tome, mhi me'dinui an, mhi ba'juri verde. >

Every fiber of her being hummed with energy and not for the first time she wished she could share how she truly felt with Kad. But that connection...that level of bond came only through the Force, and it was not a gift he shared. Blinking, she registered the fact that they'd managed to get to Nolan in those few minutes, with the aid of some of the vod that had rallied to their sides. With Briika occupied with his care and the evacuation shuttle inbound, she kept her senses alert-

They screamed in warning as two of the Sith that had taken cover from the falling debris moved to attack Kad. Gaze narrowed behind her t-visor, she sunk herself into the brilliance of the Force and reached through it, grabbing a huge piece of debris and seeking to pin Vidar's lightwhip to the ground with a well timed throw.
 

Atrace

Self Proclaimed Sith Elite
Location:rooftops
allies:eek:ne sith
enemies: Mando
Objective: kill

Atrace turned to notice the blaster being slid towards him, he stopped using force lightning and used the force to throw his blaster back at the mando.

He watched as the blaster would explode in his face, Atrace readied his saber to block the blaster shots that were to come for him.

He felt another presence, not one strong in the force. He ran at the new target with force augmented speed, he ignited his second saber striking at the female mando from two angles

[member="Chloe Hinata"]
 

Urak

Umbra Bellator|Sith Assassin
Location: Rooftops
Enemies: [member="Pyrrha Nikkita"] / [member="Chloe Hinata"] / [member="Atin Kandossii"] / [member="Jedediah Bagely"] / Mandos
Allies: [member="Darth Helios"] / [member="Darth Atrace"] / [member="Darth Mierin"] / One Sith
Objective: Defeat the Mandos

Urak, as he was choking nikkita noticed this new Mando arrive with a Lizard. He knew he would have to face this one aswell, because it seems the mandos are being really stubborn this fight. Urak saw her shoot at him from her slugthrower and raised his other hand up and caused her shots to get pushed away by the force about halfway to his position. "Heh, you don't think something like this can beat a sith do you?" He said to her to make her angry.
 

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