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What had been a regular old mission to bring relief to the recently liberated people of Tython had taken a turn for the worse. Of course it had to. There was no rest for the wicked, and imperial remnants from the Dark Empire seemed to crop up frequently to make their presence known. Phy had come with a diplomat of sorts, a cyborg man who seemed to have purposefully discarded his physical form. A strange notion given her situation. Now they were situated behind a barricade, alongside Galactic Alliance Defense Force personnel as a small band of imperials moved on one of many refugee camps. They had yet to breach the camp, fortunately.

That left plenty of time to formulate a plan on how to repel them. Phyla poked her head up above the barricade, only to be hit square in the forehead with incoming blaster fire. She crouched back down with a burn mark on her head, the plasma having singed her synth-skin but been ultimately deflected by the songsteel.


"Right. They seem particularly brutish," she noted in a frustrated tone, now upset that she had cosmetics to repair. "You haven't taken any noteworthy damage, have you, Mr. Threx?"

There had to be some option here...


 
Envoy of the Galactic Alliance
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Zarion Threx was knelt down on one knee as he watched Phy take a blaster bolt to the head. His face could not protray expressions but his overall body language did denote a level of concern at the strike "Do be cautious." he reminded her "I am unharmed." he motioned for her to stay low "Patience. The Defense Forces are well trained and we are within Alliance space. We will receive reinforcement I am confident in this." what he did not tell the girl was his internal concern on the speed in which those reinforcements would arrive.

The skirmish continued unabated for a few more moments before an explosion shook the defenders, a large fireball appearing within the refugee camp turned defensive position. It seemed the remnant Dark Empire forces had some form of light artillery or especially potent thermal denotators. Zarion turned his attention towards the explosion and remained in that position as he considered what was transpiring.
 
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The skirmish continued unabated for a few more moments before an explosion shook the defenders, a large fireball appearing within the refugee camp turned defensive position. It seemed the remnant Dark Empire forces had some form of light artillery or especially potent thermal denotators. Zarion turned his attention towards the explosion and remained in that position as he considered what was transpiring.

"I'm afraid the time for patience has passed," Phyla stated. "I didn't hear any heavy artillery fire, so there must be someone inside the camp setting off explosives. We need to get people moving out of the blast area and subdue the perpetrator."

Phyla took flight, or rather began to levitate, moving away from the barricade towards the streets of the refugee camp at a pace that the diplomat could follow if he wished to assist. His safety was important, but Phyla knew that his cybernetics were robust at a glance. He wasn't helpless.

The shard pulled up a hologram map of the area before speaking again.

"Looks like the explosion went off at the camp's primary generator," she explained. "Casualties are coming in as minimal, they didn't have many refugees around that area. Strange. Their tactics... are less like a siege and more hit and run, almost pirate or raider like. You'd assume with tactics like this they'd hit something like a military installation..."

What was the angle here?


 
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Zarion put out his hand to pause the woman as she went to go inspect the area of the explosion, but she was already in motion before he could collect this thoughts to try and convince her against hasty involvement. The Cyborg rose to his feet and followed behind Phy at a brisk pace.

Whenever she brought up the hologram and gave her explanation Zarion's head went from the hologram towards Phy. He considered the information she had been given and relayed to him. It was curious though he quickly came up with a hypothesis "They are isolated. Limited in number and logistical support." he explained with a conversational gesture "Holding territory means the commitment of manpower and materiel they no longer can afford to replace. Therefore they strike to obtain the greatest strategic impact or resource acquisition. A military installation may provide more weaponry but the cost in manpower would be too great at this time for their meager forces."

The cyborg looked away from the hologram towards where the primary generator was located and where the explosion was reported to have originated "Or... these troopers could be in search of a method to escape the planet and flee to Imperial strongholds in adjacent systems." Zarion looked over his shoulder at her while motioning forward with an open hand turned upward "Shall we ask the their intention?" Zarion was positive that Phy would go to confront them with or without him, and he'd rather be to oversee her. Her body was far more durable than his own but he felt responsible for her.
 
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"Or... these troopers could be in search of a method to escape the planet and flee to Imperial strongholds in adjacent systems."

"A theory with merit," Phyla stated. "There's a civilian engineer shuttle stationed next to the installation. In theory they could be attempting to secure it. An Alliance vessel would have the clearance to make it past the fleet in orbit."

Whatever the case was, introduce themselves they would. Phyla drifted onward, bringing their route up a hill which overlooked the the camp's generator. The valley it sat in was a mess, half of the structure having been blown to bits. Shrapnel littered the landscape, and a handful of imperial storm troopers were littered about the facility. They seemed to be salvaging whatever supplies they could. Not a surprise given the state of their armor. Dirty, mismatched, in many cases broken... This was a force that was on it's last legs.

Indicative of a desperate final attempt to make it home.

"They've seen better days I imagine," the shard remarked. "And it looks like they're trying to gather up what they can... There's the shuttle past the generator, looks like a repurposed CR90. That would hold most of their personnel no doubt."

Phy slipped back into the cover of the hill, twirling her synthetic hair with her finger as she thought aloud.


"What to do..."


 
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Zarion followed Phy until she paused and made mention of the troopers scavenging for supplies. The interior of his mind churned with ideas and nearly all of them revolved around attempting to convince the troopers to give up their failed crusade. Perhaps there would be a way in which he could make contact with some form of remnant Officials to negotiate the transfer of custody of these soldiers in exchange for some level of cooperation?

"I believe it would be within the Alliance's interest to see that these beings are apprehended with as little harm as is possible. So that they may be used in negotiations with whatever remnant authority still exists among the Dark Empire's old governing apparatus." his attention went from the troopers to Phy "It is the intention of the Alliance to see our recovered worlds scoured of hostile personnel. This will be a long and arduous task even for the Galactic Alliance. We can exchange loyal manpower for internal security." he summarized "The remnant recuperates much needed personnel and the Alliance expels hostile elements. Of course, fifty or even a thousand prisoners makes little difference to the overall strength of arms. While the same number can make quite a mess when engaging in scattered raids."
 
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"I believe it would be within the Alliance's interest to see that these beings are apprehended with as little harm as is possible. So that they may be used in negotiations with whatever remnant authority still exists among the Dark Empire's old governing apparatus."

"No worries. I have taken an oath to not bring excessive harm to any form of life," Phyla stated. "I have developed means of non-lethal apprehension for such purposes."

Her head poked back up, her eyes quick to scan the remnants of the destroyed station for the total number of imperial personnel. The Shard's photoreceptor eyes were fast, shooting between targets as she quickly calculated the total. Then, after no more than a minute, Phyla shrunk back down behind the cover of the hill with a look on her synthetic face that expressed certainty.

"Fourteen," she stated, "All storm-troopers, human adults. No indicators of rank higher then a sergeant. They're armed with blaster rifles and at least two remaining thermal detonators. Fortunately, I have designed my body to be resistant to these things."

Phyla began to rub the palms of her hands together, which caused electricity to crackle between them.


"I will do my best to stun them in a reasonably quick fashion."


 
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Zarion looked towards the area where the troopers were then to Phy "I am impressed." he said in regards to her ability to scan the troopers at such detail and distance "Truly the Alliance is lucky to have an patriot such as yourself." the cyborg made a slow sweeping motion from Phy towards the troopers "Go then, and secure our prisoners, though it goes without saying - on behalf of the civil government of the Galactic Alliance I give you leave to restore order by any means necessary."

For his part the diplomat would not engage the troopers unless it was completely needed, a code of personal conduct less so any real legal mandate. His plan was simple.
  1. Capture the dozen or so troopers.
  2. Make contact with the Dark Imperial remnant.
  3. Offer an exchange of Imperial troopers for information on the last official locations of other Imperial troopers in the area.
  4. Continue to repeat steps 1 & 3 until most of the Imperial troopers were removed from Alliance space, and with luck, create a more productive route towards true peace with the Dark Imperial remnant.
Zarion, for his part, looked pensive as he thought over his plan. It had much to do with trust in the Imperial Warlords that were now scattered, though it was possible that this would be folly. On the same notion it was true when he claimed that even a thousand troopers loyal to the remnants would be little issue for the Galactic Alliance to deal with in conventional war... but much trickier in asymmetrical conflict.
 
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