This Is A Tasty Burger [BTS & MC Raid on TU Roon]

[James Justice]

A blaster bolt scortched the durasteel wall next to James' head. He popped over the crate he was hiding behind and popped a few rounds off.

"Commander, take orders from [member="Miss Blonde"] on the Red Dress, I have to move out, things are getting to frelling hot down here," James shouted into the comm.

He moved out of his cover, giving a barrage of blaster fire as the Cardinal Company came within firing distance. Their assault rifles gave a razing a landing clearing for themselves in the battle field. When their boots hit the ground, the droids had pulled back, most likely gathering themselves for a second assault.

"Katsumoto, Ujio, I need you to stay here and hold this position," James ordered as he made his way to the Cardinal Company, "They will be back, and they will hit harder. Stay with [member="Seanna Vel"] and keep [member="The Black Hat"] safe until she's done."

"Yes, my lord," the warlord affirmed. His men were some of the fiercest and strongest in the galaxy. James had no doubt they would stand like a beskar wall, unbroken till the galaxy burned around them if needed.

James waved to the Cardinal company, "Come on, men, we are moving to the armory. We got caches to gather."

There was no time to waste. He and his men began storming away, taking advantage of the enemies' need to prepare for a secondary assault. The streets were empty, and quiet. Perhaps too quiet. Moments later, they came to the armory, a massive vault-like building that was squat, square, and dark. The spacer didn't have any time to think about the grandeur of it before blaster fire erupted.

"Take cover," He shouted, an order that did not need to be given twice.

He crounched behind a building, he looked at two of the snipers beside him. The fire was heavy, thick, and certain death as laser, Ion, and blaster fire ripped through the duracrete flooring and threatened to destroy the buildings around them in a matter of minutes.

"You two snipers?" he shouted.

"Yes sir!" the men nodded from behind their helmets.

"Get your arses up there and see if you can start taking the bankments out. If you can't we are all gonna be dead chits here in a few seconds!"

[member="Irys Arist'lar"]

 

[Seanna Vel]

[member="James Justice"] [member="Miss Blonde"] [member="The Black Hat"]

Listening to the orders given by the one and only James Justice for now the person grudge would be put aside as they all had their task to preform. Her's just happen to be to protect this one to do her job. Even so as she watched her work her fingers being quick about her business. This only cause her to work more quickly to the fact that she knew that she wouldn't have to protect very much longer.

It was then that her own words came to her mind then hearing The Black Hat that she had it. Great then let move on then, as she nodded but not before taking a few more on the way into the place. Following close behind taking out the hidden guns if need to be. Finding that there would need to find the main mother computer. Even then she just brushed her fingers over a pad, quicker that way she found where they need to go this time she would lead them as james did what he was best at.

Even so she knew that she would met those that care not to wish them to reach their goal. Letting her weapons fly little little children as then found there targets even then she had her other weapon in her hand as she made work of the ones that didn't find her disks. They was flowing in and out of her hand around around like that of protector.

This way, Miss Hat

Reaching where they needed to be seeing Hat go to work.

 

[James Justice]

The troops scrabbled to the top of the building. When they got there, they would be sitting ducks unless--

Unless someone gave them cover. James hated what he was about to do. The spacer was renowned for his rageful hate of lightsabers. Calling them the weapons of cowards, losers, and the like. He ridiculed those who used them. He scoffed at them. But Anara, a Sith Lord and master of the blade herself, had taught him how to use the weapon secretly. The spacer flicked his left hand out, tossing his rifle aside. A saber staff lept to his fingers, with a flex of them the two blades hissed from it, one a vibrant crimson the other a humming, glorious cyan.

Someone had to buy them cover, and there was only one way that James knew how.

The spacer drew the Force around him like a strong current, speeding his moves and ajility up to an inhuman state. Force Rage burned through him, slowing the world down, and speeding him up to a blur. The twin blades swirled around him like a torrent, batting away the shots. He twisted, angled, moving his body with the agility and co-ordination of a dancer on the floor, drawing the attention of the assault batteries. The snipers began firing their shots off, the high powered rifles carving away the enemy holds, one at a time. The other sharp shooters in the unit got the idea, joining in.

"Go!" James shouted when the retaliatory fire was reduced enough for the troops to storm the door, "Go, go, go go!"

The Cardinal company surged forward, James at their head. His blade flecked away more of the shots. His rage fueled by nothing more than his self-loathing, his hate, his pain. The death of his wife. The time Brooklyn was shot. The day Sasha left him. The day Anara vanished.

"The door, sir, move, we need to--" one of the soldiers warned him.

But James was not about to stop. His fury, and need to kill had taken over. He angled his armored shoulder and punched through the door, sending both halfs clattering away like paper dominoes. The pain it caused him only darkened James more. Purple flecks of the darkside filled his eyes, making him black out. There would be no mercy.

[member="Seanna Vel"]

 

[Seanna Vel]

This is what she had been doing to help the cause she would do this to the fullest of her abilities. Then again there was only so fast a hecker to go that she wasn't the most patient of viexens that was on the war path. Just what had she gotten herself into, that was right belonging that what was all about. Finding herself picking off those that seem to think that if one would fall then another would come to take down this redhead.

Finding herself handing her what was needed once the the main computer was breech and that the data was ripe for down loading. Finding more and more she like this as this was the almost a mission completed but not for a long time but now she waited. Why couldn't there darn thing hurry up into one after another in.

As if she wasn't have a joy in battle proving she wasn't a lady to be cross with her blades or nothing. There it was the shaking of the building it was something way off that touched her mind something that was in full rage.

As Hat echo those words

60% downloaded and counting.

Fighting more off as she didn't want to stay here very much longing as she knew that by now all would be there way towards them, nowing what we was after that was data to with out

75% as if she needed to know that as she told her.

Going on to see that her own fighting skills would be pushed today but she would show that she wasn't much of a lady but something else. Finding herself into action only to call back one and in a while to take up what was needed to be.

Done..Done lets move it.

That what they did was to take off that wasn't much of anything else but to do just that. Wondering now if one like her could do this by herself she would protect the Hat as she knew that she needed to speed things up sending a message to James.

On the way lets make sure we leave them a surprise behind

[member="James Justice"]

 

[Werah Unon]

Werah flew down, mind spinning. He saw a battle going on, near the armoury, and shot over, blasting away at the enemy. He soon landed though, ejecting out of his ship, and landing crouched on the ground. His amethyst blade ignited, with his blaster in his hand. He saw a man, dual wielding blades, distracting their forces. He needed to be taken out. These people were destroying Werah's home. He remembered sitting outside here with Alky, contemplating the universe. A blast destroyed the spot where he had rested long ago, and a eclampsia flowed through him. He felt the force, using his anger to feed it, but staying perfectly calm at the same time. He felt the *click* inside his every fibre of being, felt the connection between him and the force multiply immensely, in a fraction of a second. He charged.
[member="James Justice"]
[member="Seanna Vel"]

 

[James Justice]

James heard the transmission from [member="Seanna Vel"] but frankly, he was too blind and in the moment to think clearly, "Grab what you can and--"

Enemy fire came in from behind. A ship came in for a landing and the owner landed not far from them. The troops raised their weapons to open fire, it would have been like shooting fish in a barrel--even a master could not deflect 100 shots at once. Instead James raised his hand, halting them, "Flame thrower and sharp shooter units stand by, the rest of you grab what the frek you can so we can frag out of here. Call in the get away cars."

James drew on the pain, the anger, the hurt and rage from a lifetime of mistreatment and suffering. He was drawing dangerously near to a path that there was no returning from, and he knew it. But he had come back from worse. Much worse. He shot forward like a rocket, meeting the challenger half way. James brought the blade down in a heavy-two-handed stroke, throwing all his weight and momentum into it. Right behind it, his knee came up in a heavy ram aimed at the midsection.

[member="Werah Unon"]

 

[Werah Unon]

Werah fired shots at the attacker, crouching behind a wall. The force illusion he had cast, disappeared, leaving the attaker swinging at nothing. As he moved out from his cover, he activated the hundreds of special weapons droids, from beneath the floor, droids popping up throughout the battlefield.
[member="James Justice"]

 

[James Justice]

James was not about to sit around and let his men get butchered by a Force user with a droid army. He could recall the later days when long ago, a droid army led by a said Force user raised through troops without mercy. Endless troops, and an endless war of death.

"I need all you got with orbital bombardment on my location," James shouted into his comm at [member="Miss Blonde"], "I mean it. Right. Frelling. On. Me. Now. Damn it don't you DARE let up till its glassed."

The spacer grabbed his location transponder and tossed it on the ground, at the feet of [member="Werah Unon"]. Its atomic-level bond sealed itself to the ground in a rather unbreakable bond. If they ran, the master would still have the chance to get out of the blast range, if he hurried. James sprinted as far away from it as his body would will him, "Move, move, move move!"

His troops, both the Tsubasano Senshi and the Cardinal company 2nd rangers, began running out of the armory as fast as their bodies would carry them. In their arms were all the weapons and armor they could carry. It was not a mad dash of a rabble. These were veterans of combat. The orderly retreat was well planned. James checked his HUD's map, the massive MS-400s that were their ride out landed before them in a shuddering landing. James, with the others, clambored up the loading ramp.

[member="Seanna Vel"]

 

[Miss Blonde]

Watching another capital ship take off the woman would get a text from a friend asking for a few items, and she was very much obliged to do so. They had taken enough ships already and now it was time to deal with another objective before leaving. This was it, this was the last thing they needed. They were hitting armories, ships, and droids across the planet and in space and now it was time to grab the crown jewel.

A dropship came for her and she swiftly boarded it getting in and letting the crew of droids out to do their business. With the ship lifting up she ordered a few other ships loaded with enforcers to join her on the last journey on Roon. Flying over deeper into the capital the woman came upon the Obsidian Order archives and temple, former Templars and now dead force order.

With a smile on her face a few drop ships hit the ground and would start to engage droids that were guarding the headquarters. Blonde stepped out of her ship and was headed towards the front entrance casually shooting down droids as explosions went off around her. But she had requested a few other goodies to come down from the fleet.

Coming in on two drop ships four smaller AT-ST Mk2 walkers equipped with lasers and mass drivers that started to tear into droid forces and keep them busy. While her crew moved forward towards the entrance.

 

[Miss Blonde]

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In space the Techno Union's assault platforms had been all but destroyed, their rescue fleet would be engaging with the justice yards fleet soon and that would compromise them as well. So that freed up the hammer heads and assault frigates to waste away sections of droid factories and other military warehousing. So when the call came in the ships positioned themselves on their port side and locked on to the original location the beacon let off.

And from there they proceeded to rain hell on the position. Large ion cannons, turbo lasers, warheads, what was about to descend upon the heads of [member="James Justice"] and [member="Werah Unon"] would turn parts of the armory, foundries, and other places of military and industry into rubble and glass wiping away the droid army in a flash of light and heat that had never been brought down upon the Techno Union capital.

The ships were firing away and would make sure that when the orbital strike was done you could see yourself on the ground's reflection, because it would be glass.

 

[Werah Unon]

"Feth", thought Werah, running for his ship. He flew off, escaping the fray. He shot down at the Obsidian Citadel, quickly activating the Spynet Datapad he carried. He gave the order to evacuate the temple, attempting to get the younglings too safety. He saw Alky, and told her to wait at his ship, in the emergency hanger. The huge cruiser ships would soon be arriving from tatooine, but Werah knew there wasn't time to wait for backup. He began the upload of the archives to his base on Lirra, while directing the transfer of the weaponry by the scholars. Finished, Werah primed his ship, ready for launch. Before he left though, he said one final message - "TEMPLE ORDER 35567 ACTIVATE SELF-DESTRUCT. AUTHORISATION "WERAH 43:/56(4)" Now, he thought bleakly, the secrets of the order would remain hidden. The countdown ticked, and Werah climbed in his shuttle. The ship soon departed Roon, escaping to safer territory.
[member="Miss Blonde"]
[member="James Justice"]

 

[Miss Blonde]

When the order to self destruct came down on a force order temple that took Miss Blonde by surprise that a spy net agency had self destruct codes to an unrelated force order temple. But the fact that a temple that housed children was loaded with explosives was another thing, that perplexed blonde, you know cause that seemed like a pretty big design flaw when you thought about it. It didn't matter though, when the timer was going off Miss Blonde was inside with a headmaster admin raised up in the air with her hand wrapped around their throat.

"Cancel it, now." She said with a very deadly voice lifting one of the temple's data pads up to them.

The admin quickly punched in the override code with seconds left to spare disabling the self destruct sequence. Once that was negated the woman nodded her head at the man.

"Much obliged." The woman said with a smile.

Then there was a crunch of a neck being snapped and a body hitting the ground. Blonde would then stroll past the corpse and usher her team of thieves inside who would start to ransack and loot the temple for valuables from armor, rings, lightsabers, and other forms of data that could be sold or bartered for. Blonde would then order a communications jam to keep incoming signals from doing the whole splosions thing again.

[member="Isley Verd"] [member="Werah Unon"] [member="James Justice"]

 

[Werah Unon]

OOC: Any admin with authorisation to cancel that order would have been a high up official. There are not many of those people, so you definitely just murdered one of Werah's closest friends. One day, I will have revenge. I hate you all.

 

[Miss Blonde]

While the crews of thieves were busy grabbing everything that shined miss blonde and a few other people had a specific target in mind. They were going for the archive vault. It only took a few minutes and soon the Woman stood in front of the archives data vaults. Plugging an anti security blade into the data terminal it took a few moments but the door clicked and the blast door opened up to show rows of Holocrons, Datacrons, and other memory banks.

Time to go shopping. Miss Blonde going down the isles of the relatively small vault began to remove hard drives, place Holocrons in hover crates and upload information from datacrons as well as throwing them into crates that the crew would take out to the ships and have taken off world. Their job was pretty much done here and they had stolen a fair amount of things. They didn't get as many capital ships as they would of wanted but this would due for now.

Once everything was loaded up off the shelves the woman and her crew would be getting ready to leave and order everyone to get the hell off the planet.

 

[James Justice]

As the last soldier's boots clamored onto the MS 400s, James Justice slammed the loading ramp, sealing it shut, "Let's get these arses off the ground!"

The ships shuttered in protest as they rose into the atmoshere and into orbit. James grinned as he looked at his men around him. They had made it. They were safe. It was a glorious, victorious battle, and at last. He looked at [member="The Black Hat"] on board, safe and sound. Everyone had made it home, that was a job well done. The loot they gathered was a great bonus. His ships joined the others, offloading most of their passengers onto the larger, more comfortable capital ships. There were medical units standing by. James stowed his lightsaber in its concealed spot on his utility belt. No one would ever need to know he had it. Or what he had almost done there, how far he had almost fallen to the darkside in a way that was unrecoverable.

Removing his helmet, the spacer clomped off to his own quarters. As he removed his armor the familiar hum of the ship en route to Antecedent. After that, home. To Soceras once more. It felt good to once more be on top of the world.

[member="Miss Blonde"]
[member="Seanna Vel"]

 

[Miss Blonde]

Miss Blonde had emptied the data banks and holocron a from the temple's vault and was now walking out with the loot. A few of her teams hit the armory and stole a fair amount of armor, sabers, and other nifty little gadgets. It was a lot of to say the least, and along her way she picked up the datapad that had stopped the self destruct feature on the temple. Once she was outside the woman loaded up into her dropship with the loot and her men and began to ascend into the air. Her men had taken what they needed from the order and now it was time to bonk out.

So with the datapad in hand the woman looked at the frozen timer on the temple's self destruct feature and decided why the hell not. With a press of a few buttons Miss Blonde unfroze the timer and threw the datapad out the side of the drop ship as it was pulling out. Grabbing her phone the woman lifted it up and pointed it towards her to get a selfie of herself with the temple exploding in the background.

"That one is a keeper." Blonde said as she shot the pic over to [member="Isley Verd"]

It was a symbol of a job well done among other things. It was the final nails on the coffin that was the Techno Union, a once huge mega of industry and power on the galaxy. But it was also the end of what was once an amazing force order, the Templars, not the Obsidian order just so we're all clear. What once a beacon of freedom the Confederacy was tainted into the smoldering pile of rubble that people saw today.

Blonde's dropship hit space and every black tie ship bugged out into hyperspace leaving Roon it's sacked state.