Thronebreaker? How about a City? (Jacen/Citizens of Coruscant)

[Scarlet Faith]

"Got it." Scarlet took on a new composure, from that of a little girl to a warrior, retaining her usual playful smile. It was one of her many masks, but it was needed if she were to be useful. Looking at the jedi she'd been assigned with, she nodded and walked up to him. "What say you we have some fun?"

@[member="Yusan Fenn"] @[member="Michael Sardun"]

 

[Ryndal Hause]

A tall, lanky man entered the command center that @[member="Yusan Fenn"], @[member="Scarlet Faith"], @[member="Alarah Kel"], and others gathered in. A Republic soldier stood at his side. He looked at the bleeding Senator with a rather blank look.

"How unfortunate for this to happen the day I visit Coruscant," commented Hause with a accent typical of Coruscanti aristocracy, "Had I a little more foresight, I could have brought a medical droid. Though delaying aid is something I would hardly call conducive for one's health."

When Alarah spoke up again, Hause turned to listen to the woman's words. He gave a long, inquisitive sigh after what she claimed.

"Ah yes," he exclaimed, "I do remember the Republic allowing planets to have their own forces."

This comment referred mostly to the Old Republic he read about in holo-books before the dark ages. This knowledge might not have been that common in the year 836.

"I'm certain many of the surviving Senators would be in debt to you through swift intervention," he commented as he continued to look toward Alarah, "That is, assuming Coruscant's police and guard haven't already begun to act. Though, it's understandable if their reaction is slow: it's a big planet, and Coruscant is hardly close to the front lines."

Then once Yusan spoke about his plan, Hause was quick to say, "The Honorable Fenn, correct? May I suggest something more efficient?"

 

[Serah Oricion]

"Go ahead, at this rate im open to anything that will catch these scum. And as for ways to deal with them more painfully im open to that to." He spoke calmly even though his words were venomous. He would not let these two cause anymore damage if he could help it and if things turned out as he wanted them two the Sith would be dead by midnight. @[member="Ryndal Hause"]

 

[Alarah Kel]

@[member="Yusan Fenn"]

Alarah sihed. "That is like... how do you say in Basic? Finding a needle in a stack of grass?" she asked, clearly confused on what manner of verbiage would be appropriate and how to say it properly in a language that wasn't her own. "Ah, whatever... The point is that finding the target manifests would take too long. For now, the best we can do is ground all ships in this sector of the City... I've given orders to the fighters available on my Battle Dragon to enforce the grounding mandate and to kill any who do not take the hint." she said. She finally lit her cigarette with a fancy lighter.

Alarah, no longer caring who saw her do this, inhaled the aromatic smoke liberally and exhaled. There was a pause as she let the sweet, sweet substance she was hooked on settle into her body, accompanied by lung-numbing menthol vapor. True, there were safer alternatives, but Alarah preferred the taste of the real thing, even if more high tech electronic vaporisers had nice flavours as well. After a moment of the writer's monologueing on Alarah's disposition and the character's collection of her thoughts, Alarah looked at the senator and said, "So you place me on police duty, no?" she asked, hurt. "Have the Chancellor declare a state of martial law... I, on the other hand, want a Sith in chains, begging me for mercy. On the other hand your defense interests could help mine develop a better weapon against the Sith.... I fear it is time to put them in their place."

Alarah didn't acknowledge the new male that appeared, only regarding him with a brief glance at the moment.

@Ryndal Hause

 

[Serah Oricion]

"There is no Chancellor at the moment due to my former colleages short sightedness. And as for experiemental weapons i do not think this is the time nor the place to test such. I would much prefer we ground ships and quell the chaos before the Sith wise up and hide in the crowds. And as for possibly shooting down innocents that will be akin to murder and i will have any of your pilots sentenced if they kill any innocent." He looked at the screen noting a message. "We found the sith, a jedi is in persuit and has boarded them from the last report. Daella Apparine ehh... Corporal i want a link to @[member="Daella Apparine"] if possible, if there she cannot speak or has no comlink i want gunships down on her position and tell the speeder that brought her in pursuit to follow the Sith. I do NOT want them to escape." He looked at Alarah. "We found your Sith, now if you would please help quell the chaos in the streets and ground all vessels without destroying anything that would be appreciated miss." @[member="Alarah Kel"]

 

[Garza]

I watched as the three started a carnage through the bank. I came in behind them. Watching so carefully. Only what surprised me was that as they ripped the carnage that was the bodies here. I started to creep closer and around them when the large man with a full suit of armor took off his gauntlet to reveal a hand that was on fire! He started to turn the other men in the room to as. Watching as the room began to heat up to extreme temperatures. Slowly did I realize that he was heating the room that I was in.

Pulling my Vibrosword from my back I yelled at the man, "Hey, I'm still alive in here!" I rushed towards him and brought my blade to slash him against the back. I didn't want to die just simply because of a man super heating a room on a raid for a few credits.
@[member="Thyrian Ashborn"], @[member="Kära Vi'dreya"], @[member="Davin"]

 

[Ryndal Hause]

Looking to @[member="Alarah Kel"], Hause replied with, "True, grounding this sector might have results. Far more economical than the entire planet - which I fear is impossible without warships, which may take hours to mobilize in this system."

Then turning to @[member="Yusan Fenn"], Hause commented that, "It's likely the Jedi are already in pursuit. They always had a knack for tracking people, as far as I remember. I'm sure once these criminals have been found, they'll be sure to notify Coruscant's officials. Sending the force required should be an easy task for the commanders here."

After saying that, it was only a matter of seconds before the report would have traveled through the Republic's chain of command that a Jedi was in pursuit of the two suspects. It seemed as if Hause spoke just seconds late.

 

[Serah Oricion]

"Looks like you were right mister.... your name?" He turned his eyes to the screen, coughing up a bit more blood and breathing in slowly. His eyes remained on the screen which was a detailed map of coruscant within a hundred miles of the Senate building. @[member="Ryndal Hause"]

 

[Kei Amadis]

In Orbit

@[member="Kiyron"] @Exuku Caribaa @Rang Inyri @All Wildcards

"This is the 71st enroute to the capital we've got the high cards, and two other reserve e-wing squadrons in escort. Making our approach as ordered, we'll be at the landing site in twelve minutes." They were about 126 strong, in squads of 6. Landing on orders from the senate to bolster the regular forces, these were Sith down there and dangerous ones at that.

"Shuttle pilots you have the ball, take us in nice and steady, this is home and whatever or whoever is doing this, I want them in cuffs not a scene. Lethal force is a go. I repeat lethal force is a go."

Planet rushing up to meet them, he looked out the viewport window at the cityscape, "What's the condition of the senators."

"Doesn't look good." Said the copilot. "Numerous Sith down there, scattered reports throughout the city."

"Damn, who the frell let them in to the senate, where was the frelling security! We should have crack shots down there, not some half asleep damned green rookies." Kei was angry, he had to take a breath, and draw into the force for answers. He couldn't believe that this had happened in the first place, some bureaucratic nonesense no doubt, but he'd damn well be filing reports on this after it was over. He calmed down, the passion was fine but it wasn't going to make him lose his cool here, lives counted on him keeping a clear head.

"When we land Keep the squadrons in orbit over the zone of engagement. No ships leave the area without an ID check."

@[member="Jacen Cavill"] @[member="Mikhail Shorn"]

....


At the Command post

The roaring sound of engines hitting thick atmosphere signalled they were closing, making their descent they arrived at the command post, eventually running off the shuttles, metal hitting home with a reassuring thud from the landing ramp.

"Let's go move it like you've got a purpose. Form up, look sharp to your squad leaders."

Squads of six fanning out behind him. Spec Ops, close combat specialists, best of the best, they were specifically gifted at urban or close quarters combat, dressed in grey, white and black camo. Most had armor on, some didn't, exotic weapons were the norm, someone in every squad kitted out to fight force users, explosives and technical specialists among them. They didn't have manpower, they had smarts, superior firepower and combined arms, suited to not damaging more than was necessary to carry out their orders. Worse in a city, their native ground, they were not easy to kill, as they usually would not engage you in a straight obvious fight unless pushed.

Entering the command center with a couple of the higher ranking members, he nodded "71st here Senator, where do you need us?" Kei stood facing @[member="Yusan Fenn"]. Feet shoulder width apart from the Senator, clasping his hands behind his back. Today here and now he was soldier, personal feelings didn't come into it, these were orders, and so he was here.

Spoiler

So there is no confusion, Three fighter squadrons means 36 fighters in total, and a couple of shuttles.

 

[Sebastian Santelli]

SITREP:
First Bank of Coruscant, Coruscant
Task: Follow orders
@Kära Vi'dreyahttp://starwarsrp.net/user/1345-kära-vidreya/ @Thyrian Ashborn

Upon the removal of the weapon's sights from his gaze, he stepped back to watch with interest as his companions fulfilled their roles in crushing each and every foe that stood before them. The Ashborn was the worst, blunt and menacing. To kill in such a way was not professional nor pleasurable. Only clean and efficient defeats were suitable for the Chiss, Davin did not savor being a witness to this cruelty. The Captain nodded back to Thyrian, cocked his blaster rifle back towards the ground and retreated to the side of Miss Vi'dreya.

Upon reaching her, Thyrian began calling out to him as flames enveloped his hands. Each touch of his fiery digits transformed the mutilated corpses into pure ash, quickly being blown away by the harsh breeze flowing across the roof. His instincts already screamed at him to move away from the blazing fury that was Thyrian, so Davin cocked his head to shout at Miss Vi'dreya. "Miss Vi'dreya, we better move away!"

 

[Lord Ghoul]

Coruscant Traffic​

Way High Up in the Air​

​

The bodies of the dead younglings lay scattered across the transport floor. Bisected, dismembered, impaled. The children lay everywhere. For a moment, Mikhail just stared at his handiwork, slowly coming back to reality. This couldn't have been him. He couldn't have killed all these kids. He glanced at the violet blade in his hand, then at the bodies. No. Denial set in. It... it just wasn't possible. He closed his eyes and shut out the images of butchery. Focusing, he looked inward and saw the sudden vitality reinvigorated his limbs. He could not heal like Jacen. For the moment, Force energy was the only thing keeping him standing. And a lot of it.

The energy of dozens of dead younglings now coursed through his body. Thinking back, he stood once more in the throne room of Dromund Kaas, fueled by Shinju's emotional absorption and Dranok's battlemind. The power he'd felt then. He could have brought down the whole throne room if he wanted to.... but no. This could not compare, but it reminded him of a time when he was a god.

His pale eyes opened and he snapped back from his reverie, turning toward Jacen as the man walked toward him, speaking. A shiver of danger ran along his spine as Jacen neared him. Shorn's eyes narrowed and he gathered the Dark Side into him. There was no one here to interfere with them. They had seen to that. It was time to end this fight once and for all. He prepared to unleash a blow like none other, but apparently Kryptus had the same idea. And beat him to the punch. Literally.

Kryptus raised that gauntlet and fired it at Mikhail's face. Again. The muscles in Shorn's jaw knotted and clenched. His brows drew together sharply and time seemed to slow as he used all that Dark Side energy to create a telekinetic bubble around himself, barely getting it up in time before Jacen's blast struck him like the fist of a giant. Shorn went flying backward with such force that he punched out the rear transparisteel window of the transport and kept going... and going. He was still tumbling through the air when he saw Jacen cut the transport in half with those laser beam eyes and come jumping through the air after him. Actually flying.

"Feth," Shorn breathed.

Impossibly fast, Jacen came for him. Mikhail could see every detail about the man, every sinuous, taut muscle from the rippling flesh of Jacen's forearms, extending to impale him with a red lightsaber, to the angry set of the clenched muscles in his jaw, and finally to the wrinkles in his contorted forehead above red and yellow rage filled eyes. It wasn't a very nice sight.

And then out of nowhere another speeder appeared nearby, with a Jedi reaching perilously out of the speeder to cut Kryptus in two from behind. Mikhail smirked, even as he tumbled through the air, knowing that her attack would be bound to fail for some reason or other. Most likely because Kryptus would just turn around and block it. Shorn thought he saw another way to solve all his problems. It, as usual, involved things exploding, gloriously. Releasing his telekinetic bubble, Shorn grimaced as the pressurized air faded and he felt the sudden wind ripping at his clothes, skin and hair with alarming force. Stretching out in the Force, Mikhail lined up his sight on the speeder which the female Jedi flew in, then he crushed down on the engines with telekinesis.

A fireball lit up the Coruscanti sky, engulfing everything in a several meter radius in all-consuming fire. Shorn watched giddily for a moment, then felt a sudden flash of warning as he hurtled through several lanes of traffic, somehow managing to not be hit by any speeders. He glanced behind him and swore again. He barely got the telekinetic bubble up again in time.

SMASH.

He crashed through the window of a towering skyscraper's upper section, smashing through several walls before the telekinetic bubble slowed his speed to below bone-breaking. The bubble dissipated and Shorn landed painfully, tumbling across a glass filled floor and picking up a few new cuts to add to his collection. And a lot more bruises. Shakily, Shorn rose to his feet, staring out through the hole he had gouged into the building.

"Oops."

@[member="Daella Apparine"] @[member="Jacen Cavill"]

 

[Ryndal Hause]

"Ryndal Edus Hause," he replied as he extended his hand, "I still recommend seeing to a doctor. Blood in the lungs is frequently a sign of a dying body."

 

[Serah Oricion]

Yusan glanced over behind him at the man that had entered and instantly got to work using the new forces that had arrived. "Good, ok lets see, the police and agents i sent can handle the streets. I need you and your men to follow this Jedi's signal. She is in pursuit of the two Sith masters that caused this whole event, i want them captured and taken into custody. If there are any signs of more sith i want your Wildcards there immediatly and for the said sith to be captured or eliminated. I dont care which you choose." He turned his head to @[member="Ryndal Hause"] and spoke quickly. "When the Council or Head of Military Cody Jorin come on i will go to see a medical droid. Until then i am here to keep the world from turning into Chaos." @[member="Kei Amadis"]

 

[Lyra Harper]

Now Playing: "Blow Me Away" by Breaking Benjamin

Aboard the Glorious Heritage, The Ducha's Orders were given and relayed along the proper channels. Major Lyra Harper was among the first called to drop in and fight. Duty was her only concern.... a droid like single-minded dedication to a singular cause, restricted only by the orders she was given and the rules of engagement. Lyra marched to the Drop pod bay as the pods reloaded. A previous set of Lances had already been launched to Galactic City below the Battle Dragon. Armed with a Type-12 Force Lance, a repeating power rifle, and a grenade launcher, Lyra activated her personal shielding, double checking the seals on her armour suit as she stepped into her drop pod. ".... Pod check." she said flatly over the commlink.

"Affirmative, Major Harper. Take the third Lance, hard-drop. Secure a landing zone." Replied Commander Cleasa, watching the pods on a screen over an ensign's shoulder, preparing to seal and lock them as they became occupied one by one. ​"Lieutenant Dreen, load up two flights of Gammas and follow them in. Until given the order to move in and fight, we will keep as low a profile as possible. But take heed; once you leave the Heritage, you are on your own."

"Acknowledged." Lyra replied monotonously.

"We will cross over the target insertion point in 5... 4... 3...2..1! Launch drop-pods!" The Ensign ordered, pressing the launch-ready key. One by one, each pod read that it was being released from the ship to free-fall to the planet below.

"Drop-Pods away." announced the operator of the orbital insertion launch catapult.

Lyra held on only as tightly as she needed to, her one organic eye paired with an artificial, cybernetic one watched the capitol world approaching rapidly. Soon, the pod was enveloped in flames as it entered the atmosphere. A quick glance up revealed the other pods containing the rest of the troops in her lance were falling neatly with her. There were only two Cyborg Warriors among them, herself the one in charge... and the least empathetic. In fact, Lyra Harper was a borderline sociopath, lacking the capacity to feel much in the way of emotions and willing to kill without remorse or second thought if the situation called for it. It was the reason the Royal Navy both loved her and feared her... and why her records were messed with to make reintegration into society at a reasonable retirement age nearly impossible. Lyra was aware of this, too, and knew that if she didn't die in battle that she would be euthanised when her body could no longer reasonably be repaired or kept up and thus, her usefulness worn out. However, She held no capacity for fear and found it more rational to either survive and find a way to remain effective or die doing something productive. She also knew escaping the Navy was nearly impossible for her for a variety of reasons. Her case was by no means typical of soldiers of her class.

As the drag flaps on the pod opened, the pod slowed it decent and repulsorlifts activated to turn a suicidal Mach-6 decent velocity into a more tolerable 20 kilometres an hour... right in the middle of the currently ongoing fight. Once pod landed, Harper struck the release switch, blowing the hatch out from in front of her. Rifle in hand, she immediately took aim, scanning for combatants as the other 9 pods landed in seemingly random locations within the same City block. "Warriors, prepare for combat!" she ordered.

@[member="Yusan Fenn"]
@[member="Ryndal Hause"]
@[member="Scarlet Faith"]
@[member="Mikhail Shorn"]

@[member="Davin"]

@Kära Vi'dreya

@Thyrian Ashborn

@Daella Apparine

@Jacen Cavill

The Gamma class ships, escorted by Miy'til fighters flew over the City, dropping support packages for the Hapan troops and their Republic allies, courtesy of House Kel. Meanwhile the bulk of the fighter forces were already swarming the skies, forcing landings, occasionally shooting at anyone who disobeyed orders to land.

 

[Alarah Kel]

"Oh, do forgive me, Senator..." Alarah said , her voice rife with sarcasm as she raised up her hands to chest level, splaying her fingers in a mockingly placating gesture. "We don't know if any of them got on any transports and MANY are flying around still as we speak. We don't know how many there really are, either. If the Innocent, realising what's happening down there, do not comply with the order to land, then I'm afraid they will be shot down. I am not softening my orders and risking an escape!" she said. "What is more important, Senator? The lives of a few idiots who cannot follow orders in a state of emergency or catching these shasa'medans before they can strike again elsewhere?" she added, choosing to swear in Hapan than in Basic.

She'd take another drag form her t'bac stick and sighed. "Listen to me, Yusan... I am not heartless and I care about the innocent deeply... but I will not have my heart bleed while there are murderers using magic raising hell in the Capitol. I am stern, but I am fair. Do not presume to insult me by spurning my assistance." She said in a somewhat calmer tone. "At the very least, i gave orders to give warning before attacking. I did not have to do that."

To Ryndal, she finally graced him with an acknowledgement. "I can call the rest of my portion of the Navy here now, but it will take approximately 3 days to get here." she said.
@[member="Yusan Fenn"]
@[member="Ryndal Hause"]
@[member="Kei Amadis"]

 

[Serah Oricion]

Yusan nodded at her words and breathed in, his lids were heavy and his voice strained. "Sorry, i cant think clearly at the moment. Look, i can do anything in this state, Mister Amadis you are in charge until Either the Council or Cody Jorin recieve the Holo call." He looked at @[member="Scarlet Faith"] if she was still in the area and called over. "Miss Rose, can you help me to get Medical Attention." He waited for her response, letting her respond before even listening to anyone elses offer due to the worry she had shown earlier. If she had left already he would ask Kiyala Demont to help him to a Med Droid."

 

[Sargon Vynea]

The entire event was simply too much, there were troops on the ground, and word on the comms was that there was authority to kill being given. The two Sith had already left the Senate, and by his understanding the entire planet was becoming a military zone. It simply wasn't safe enough for Lady Yun-Harla of the Fringe. Turning to the Echani they spoke without words in a glance. "The Peregrine better be ready, we're leaving, now. Spencer, I believe its time to get off this planet, please."

The please part was meant in kindness, but there was a point in time in which a person in command lost the power to those who protected them, and the Echani Queen knew it. The Echani had already arranged a speeder, and with it they were headed off towards the Fringe's embassy. ::Republic Command, this is Lady Yun-Harla's escort. We will be moving to our embassy on an official speeder, and from there will be leaving the planet via an official ship. Any attempt to hinder this will be considered an act of war against the Fringe Confederacy due to the assault upon our leader.::

Even as their speeder shot forward through the Embassy gate he watched it sealed behind them, loyal Fringe legionnaires holding the fort. They didn't stop at any checkpoints, or even to go into the building but literally through as large hidden doorways were opened up. It damaged the interior, but that was hardly a matter at the moment. Within a few minutes they were stopping before the Lady Yun-Harla's ship.

Stepping on board the ship with Spencer she whispered a quick word to her Echani guards as they stepped back. As the door closed the ship was already lifting off the ground, and Sargon was headed for a secure line to his own ship. ::Astral Horizon, this is Governor Vynea we are leaving Coruscant on an emergency footing. Follow our progress, and I will met you in orbit for docking.::

"Prepare the cloaking device, as soon as we don't stop forward momentum for anything, the Horizon will met us on this exact route." Looking over at the door he noticed it was still open, and turned to Spencer with a nod. "Thirty seconds till we hit the atmosphere, and that door needs to close so we can cloak."

 

[Thyrian Hearthfire]

First Bank of Coruscant
Coruscant

Suddenly another person present in the room had made himself known by loudly acknowledging his existance, granting the Ashborn the time to parry his strike. While his gauntlets had been removed, he no longer had access to his lightsabers; instead he used his alchemical nature to deflect the strike with his own fiery skin. The Ashborn did not feel any pain, after all, and he only required a brief moment to parry the strike and catch the assailor off-guard. Turning around, his hands still covered in raging flames, he knocked the blade out of the hands of the by-the-looks-of-it young man, grabbed hold of him and pressed him up to the wall, his feet dangling in the air below him. The searing heat of his entirety was enough to turn men into charred corpses by now, yet the man in his grasp was surprisingly resilient to his touch. The attempted attack had interrupted Thyrian's focus, and as such the room had not yet erupted into flames, but it was still abnormally hot. Behind his mask a pair of glaring, fiery eyes pierced the soul of the foolish man, and with a very menacing tone he said: "LEAVE HERE. NOW." With that he dropped the stranger to the ground and kicked over the blade back into the man's possession, awaiting his next move, whatever it would be.

@[member="Black Dove"]

 

[Garza]

Courscant
First Courscant Bank.
The man had parried my strike that would most likely in no way harmed his suit, but still he slammed it from my hands and hit me up against a wall. My back instantly hurt as he crushed my wings. I grunted in pain as he stared at me with his fiery eyes. I yelled at me to leave then dropped me on the floor. His hands were hotter than hell as he grabbed me. I was sure to have a few burn marks on me where I was grabbed on my upper arms. My face was probably red as well. As he kicked my blade towards me I tried to force myself past the pain. It was fairly easy since I have had worse treatment from my captors.

Using my blade I came up for a second time and yelled back at him. "NO!' as I took a strike at him again with my right hand. my left hand came in quickly flatten and aim for the middle of his neck where could temporarily cut off his oxygen supply. Or it could cause alot of pain. I came here for some credits and to fight my way in life. One man who was on fire was not going to stop me.
@[member="Thyrian Ashborn"]

 

[Allyson Locke]

There was no time to react; she did her best to shove the cries of the children dying from her mind. Why would they attack children? Fighting back tears she looked towards Sargon and knew the man was right, looking at her com she picked up a signal of the man that was appointed as her Senator to the Republic, he seemed to be in the area, but close enough to aid that she didn’t need to endanger more of her personal.

Sargon was a good man and he did what needed to be done, in so many words he kept her sane which at times like this she needed someone to keep her head on straight so she didn’t dive head first into helping people. Taking a deep breath she sat in the speeder as it moved through the Embassy, digging into her robes she pulled out the mask she donned as the Lady of the Fringe. Fingers pressed the mask onto her face as she was soon escorted onto her ship. The only ship she was capable of flying was the Peregrine, Ashin taught her and she never bothered learning another ship. Quickly she moved towards the recently repaired throne like pilot chair.

“I got it covered. I know where they are I can sense them – don’t ask why, but I can sense them”

The Peregrine lifted and the cloaking device activated hiding the ship, quickly the small ship headed towards the signature of both Mikhail and Jacen. Taking a deep breath, she held it as she remembered the voice that spoke back to her. It wasn’t Jacen, it was the Monster that he had become because of her.

Nice to hear from you again Kryptus, I’ll be there soon.