[ Vanguard Campaign ] GA Dominion of Bpfassh & Death By Teacup!

[Isha]

OBJECTIVE: 1
ALLIES: [member="Loske Matson"] [member="Elaine Thul"]
Post: 5/10

Initial scans would prove that the moon that was rich primarily made of silicate rock and has a water-ice crust and probably an iron–nickel core. It had a tenuous atmosphere composed primarily of oxygen. The yodaling's ears would give a slight motion under her helmet. Those large lavender eyes peered at the first scans.

There was Tydirium. As were another curious batch of ores. And was that Guerrerite? Hmm. Curious indeed. A pan to their other sensors would indicate no life-signs as of yet.

 

[Audren Sykes]

OBJECTIVE: 3
ALLIES: [member=Abel] | [member=Ipsy] | [member=Z'Zharen] | [member="Sorel Crieff"]
Post: 3/20

It was actually fairly simple to find his way up to the next level. Unlike the one below, there was actually light here. Not artificial light of course, but splashes of sunlight. Some of the rooms had windows that allowed light in, though the panes had long since disappeared judging by the condition of the rooms. The suspected dining halls were also present. They were of course in poor shape, empty and echoing, each skitter of brushed debris rebounded from wall to wall loudly. Despite being lit the place had an almost eerie look, obviously the sunlight had been intended to accentuate other lighting rather than be the primary source. Or maybe the corruption of the Bpfasshi had imparted something to the place that skewed the senses.

There was nothing of worth in the dining halls he visited. Maybe if he were an architect or designer he might be interested in how the remains of the stone had held up, but he wasn't. He was here to explore the place and find anything that might have been left behind so long ago, anything that the scavengers over the years might have missed. And that was less likely to happen with his eyes than his Force senses. The Knight turned back to the rooms he'd passed with only cursory glances and began probing them through the Force. He'd been using it very sparingly before, and now any others - friendly or otherwise - might sense him a bit easier.

 

[Joy]

Abel nodded and they all journeyed deeper into the praxeum. Whoever had built it had hollowed out chambers deep into the mesa. The walls, ceiling and floor mostly consisted of sandstone. Though the opening was wide, the pathways soon branched out in many directions from the atrium, many of the passages quite narrow. Large, intricately carved pillars of stone rose out of the floor every so often.

Without a floor plan, the praxeum was a complex maze.

As they walked, Abel found himself lost in thought. If this whiphid wasn't with the New Jedi Order, then who was he and why had he come here? Ipsy seemed like she trusted him, but Abel didn't reckon he could feel the same way yet. There was a lot of bad in the galaxy. Pretending it weren't so would do nothing for anyone. Best to be a little realistic.

"How did you know about this place?" Abel asked of the whiphid.

[member="Ipsy"] | [member="Z'Zharen"] | [member="Audren Sykes"]

 

[Choli Vyn]

OBJECTIVE: Bring your own!
Space Port
6/20

Honestly, Choli had heard tales of this place.

The spaceport was relatively busy, so it took a bit of a wind to move through. R2-D9, her Pebbledrone astromech was not far behind, giving a hoot and a beep now and then as they made their way out of Hanger Aurek - Nine- Two.

“Because Chloe told us to meet her here.” Choli would relay to the astromech droid. He would roll along beside her, his little head rotating left to right as he would scan the area.

“She said to meet him. Not more than an hour from the space port.” The young girl would tell her little friend, the sun flaring and dilating her eyes as they made it outside.

Another series of beeps would question her.

“Well, she said that he’d be able to train me a little bit.” The brunette would give a half smile to the Pebbledrone and shrug.

“MIght as well.”

 

[Vexen]

BYOO
8/25

Vexen took a deep breath in. She was staying out of sight in an alleyway near the spaceport. The sun was high, the arid streets of the city bright to her eyes even through her goggles. She swore a few times under her breath.

"Go out on yer own, he says. No one will hurt you! Pah!"

Gathering all of her courage she stepped out into the street and turned into the middle of the lane. She had a bright, leather bandoleer across her shoulders and bright purple goggles on. This way she would be nice and easy to make out, even if her fur appeared absolutely black to the naked eye. Micah said if she walked boldly, seemed to know what she was about no one would say a word. If she went skulking about in the dark, folk tended to get mighty twitchy.

"Here goes..."

 

[Z'Zharen]

OBJECTIVE: 3
ALLIES: Abel | Ipsy | [member="Audren Sykes"] | Sorel Crieff
Post: 5/20

Zhar looked around the ancient ruins, it was interesting that the old Jedi had built their school into the environment its self. That was a good sign Zhar thought to himself. The Jedi of old did not bring too much with them to this new world, they utilized their resources here and respected the environment enough to simply carve their home into a geological structure. He reflected on the rumors he heard of these New Jedi waging wars and erecting monuments and bases on worlds they claim to liberate...but really were invading.

The short human male...Abel, Zhar recalled was asking how he learned of the ruins. "Someone told me about them in passing, I feel a faint connection with the Force. As I approached this system the whispers...or feelings grew a bit stronger. I felt compelled to come here, to learn here. If there is anything to learn, this place looks long abandoned and scavenged already."

 

[Saffron]

OBJECTIVE: Bring your own!
Arceneau Trade | Pharma Tech biodome
7/20

The Eden Project was coming along nicely.

But what was really exciting were the Biodomes being crafted for each planet. Each Eden Project Biodome varies based on location in size, but ultimately follows the following outline. It contains a headquarters, starport, residential sectors, and finally the research and development facilities that also include the numerous hectares of land devoted to bio-chemical agriculture.

The most distinguishing feature is the use of sustainable energy through solar, wind, geothermal, or algae energy production throughout the facilities. They are adjusted to suit any terrain; be it desert, underwater, mountain, plains, or even underground.

The heart of each Biodome was it's headquarters. Each BioDome's Headquarters holds numerous offices, conference rooms, meeting halls, and other amenities that such a building would hold. Within these Headquarters are also several small hangar bays for shuttles and the like to land. With plenty of space and adjustments made for several different species, it was the core foundation to ensure each biodome functioned without interruption.

 

[Choli Vyn]

OBJECTIVE: Bring your own!
Space Port
8/20

"I don't know much about him." Choli would tell R2-D9, walking briskly down the steps towards the speeder vendor nearby. If she could rent one all the better. It would make traveling easier and she wouldn't be wondering in the wilds. This was still a new place for her.

The Pebbledrone rolled alongside her, beeping and booping away more questions. Choli would spare a glance at her wrist comm. A few taps and a holographic map bloomed. "Chloe said he knew we were coming. I trust her."

Yeah, at this distance, she really would need a speeder. Turning off the hologram with a press of a button, the young brunette snapped her head up.

"Let's go see how much a speeder rental costs."

 

[Ipsy]

Objective 3: Exploring the Praxeum
@Z'Zharen | [member="Abel"] | [member="Audren Sykes"] | [member="Sorel Crieff"]

"How ever did you discover your force connection?" Ipsy asked Zhar, her small tail swishing along the dirt floor. Suddenly, she paused, her twitching ears providing a sharp contrast to the stillness of her form. After a few moments of silence, she moved to face her companions.

"I'm sorry to say, Zhar, but it seems the scavengers have come back to look for more pretties. There are others here in the temple with us, and one is pretty close by. It doesn't seem happy."

Her words were augmented by a sudden roar from within a nearby chamber. A figure appeared in the chamber's doorway, his clawed hands gripping the hilt of a crimson lightsaber. Black hair framed his face in oily clumps, its twisted ends at once covering and revealing the man's scarred visage. He roared again, fury further twisting his deformed features, then pointed toward the trio. "You Jedi scum will never obtain the knowledge you seek," he spat. "I will devour you as my brothers once devoured yours--slowly and with relish. My blade will burn your bodies to ashes; its vengeance will become mine as I destroy all you hold dear. Fight me, you parasites!"

 

[Loske Treicolt]

The audio receptors picked up communications from [member="Elaine Thul"] and [member="Isha"] both. Blue eyed gaze drifted over her own scanners to confirm the yodaling's report and nothing false registered on her own screens. The collection of information meant little to the young pilot; perhaps more to the more scientifically inclined. She was just here to make sure there was nothing nasty to contend with.

She also couldn't detect the other fighters that had been part of their hoard. Which, for all intents and purposes - was a good thing. That meant their defences could be flanked on each moon and be mostly undetected by incoming issues. It also probably meant though, that the radar strength for the defence bases would have to be double what they had on their star fighters. Something she would assume to be standard.

"Let's do a full circle and move on to the next moon. We've got a whole system to flank."

 

[Elaine Thul]

Post: 3/20
Objective: 1
Allies: [member="Loske Matson"] [member="Isha"]

She listened to group leader of the fight escort, as she said "Let's do a full circle and move on to the next moon. We've got a whole system to flank. Her ship followed them taking scans of the moon, no doubt the fighters were too. She was getting good readings for potential mines down there, no doubt someone will try harvesting it at some point. Though she was unsure if she had the money for investment at moment, she need a trade deal to get things moving. As the scan of the moon was completed, she sent message back to group leader My scans are complete, and I am ready to move on to the next moon.

 

[Z'Zharen]

OBJECTIVE: 3
ALLIES: Abel | Ipsy | Audren Sykes | Sorel Crieff
Post: 6/20

The large Whipid could not resist the small grin that tugged at his lips, he had found Ipsy to be very amusing. When she asked about his discovery to the Force he had to pause and think about it. "Throughout my life, I suppose the Force was always within me. Sometimes I would have dreams of the future even while I was awake." He stood still looking around the chambers of the ruins, the vulpine was right, there didnt seem to be much of anything left.

"When I..liberated myself on Nar Shadda, I was taken off world by a peculiar purple man. He hinted that he could sense the Force around me. I did not receive confirmation until my time on Lothal where I encountered a group of dark siders...one who confirmed I was Force sensitive too." The Whipid squinted, he thought he felt something familiar when he mentioned dark side users.

He turned to see Ipsy was once again correct that someone else was here..In the doorway, Zhar saw some sort of deformed being with mangled black hair and a red lightsaber. He had openly threatened the group of apprentices. Zhar's hands moved so quick, that staff on his back was now slammed to the stone ground. The top of the staff surged with purple energy, an electrostaff, capable of deflecting a lightsaber. The Whipid grunted and narrowed his eyes, his primal instinct roared for him to meet this foe with equal or greater savagery. But the Whipid fought back his instinctive calls, and tried to remain calm though he struggled to quell his temper. Zhar grabbed his staff and fell into a defensive pose, he took one step forward, putting himself in front of Ipsy, hoping to hide her from the gaze of this...thing.

 

[Jacen Voidstalker]

[member="Ayme Katash"]

Objective 4
All Welcome

Jacen moved quietly along the wall, letting his senses stretch out ahead of him. He was hunched over as he went, keeping his torso out of view from any who might be on the courtyard below. That must have been the wide open space seen from the satellite images. The one with strange red lights. A training ground.

There was a presence ahead. He waved for Katash to be silent, if she could manage such a thing. His hunkered down run slowly transitioned into an upright confident stride. The figure, cloaked in black turned towards him. Just in time to receive the butt of Jacen's handcannon to the temple. Just a small rap, barely even made a crack, but the acolyte dropped like a stone.

 

[Choli Vyn]

OBJECTIVE: Bring your own!
Space Port
9/20

Choli managed to haggle it down to a ten credit rental. The tipping point was offering to maintain the speeder afterward, labor free. Securing R2-D4 into the small side saddle, the brunette gave the plucky droid a grin.

"Try not to roll off, will you?" she teased, laughing at the resulting beeps and boops that a huff of a hoot. "We'll be fine." she assured him, moving round to set her own pack down as well.

"It will be at least an hours ride." she told him, lifting and tossing one leg over as she sat down. An adjustment of her goggles and the securing of her wrap would ensure that no bugs decided to slip into her mouth or hit her eyes.

"Here we go." engines roared, and in the next second, she sped off.

 

[Audren Sykes]

OBJECTIVE: 3
ALLIES: [member=Abel] | [member=Ipsy] | [member=Z'Zharen] | [member="Sorel Crieff"]
Post: 4/20

"Oh, excuse me."

Of all the things Audren had expected to see, a protocol droid was not one, much less one of the constructs laden with satchels. It was painted a dull white and had the expected scrapes from working in a location like this. Most notable were the eyes though, an uncommon ice blue color. Together, the two features made the droid seem like it belonged on a world of snow. Like so many others of its kind, the droid's voice was melodious and polite. Right up to the point where it wasn't, of course.

"I'm afraid we weren't expecting company. Kill it."

At the command - which initially confused the Jedi, given the abrupt shift - two other droids rounded the corner of the hallway. These two weren't even painted, but neither did they carry satchels. Instead, they carried blasters and used them. Bolts of coherent light ricocheted down the halls as the Knight blurred into motion. He ducked the first salvo and moved forward. A shoulder check forced the protocol droid out of his way and opened up the other two droids to attack. In the tighter confines of the hallway, they were more hampered than he was. His orange-bladed lightsaber swept out and bisected both droids with a single slash. The slash cut across arms, blasters, and the main bits of torso as well, rendering each of the two into so much scrap.

In a follow-through of the slash, Audren allowed himself to turn and bring the lightsaber up and around to point at the protocol droid's chest. The construct looked down at the blade, then back up, and the Sephi could swear that the metal face changed expression. Not that he could tell what the expression was, so it didn't really do much good.

"Why are you here, what are you carrying, and why did you try to kill me?"

The droid's visual sensors dropped to the scrap metal on the floor behind Audren before returning to the Sephi.

"We - I - am here to help the master. I am carrying what he gave me, and they tried to kill you because he said to kill anyone who sees us."

So much for clarification.

 

[Irys Arist'lar]

[member="Quil Sato"] [member="Hiriko Judroha"] [member="Loske Matson"] [member="Isha"] [member="Elaine Thul"]

New Objective 6: hold off Vanguard fleet

Irys continued to fiddle with the Alliance uniform they’d been supplied with. The days of the Union had a major galactic power were waning. Now everything was for sale: their ships, their technology, even their people.

Still, whilst she wasn’t a fan of the uncomfortable uniforms trimmed in burgundy and gold, they were being paid. One small respite was that whilst her favoured vessel, the ANS Majesty had been mothballed as part of cuts, she’d managed to convince Nemo Ven to allow her to rename this Warhammer class SD to the ANS Majesty. A in this case standing for Alliance rather than Abrion. Her title also irked her. Commander. She was so used to being referred to as Admiral.

Two Hammerhead class frigates flanked them as they entered the Bpfassh system ahead of the space stations being moved into the area to secure it. The troop complement on board was also enough to aid any ground based operations should it come to that.

What Irys was unaware of, was that the Vanguard has been alerted to their Dark Jedi training facility coming under attack on the ground.

“Ma’am, we have hyperspace signatures.”

“Up on the display ensign.”

Too far for a visual readout, but the scanners gave enough information. A three kilometre long battlecruiser. Unsupported by escorts, but it was rapidly deploying fighters. Irys could see they were outgunned even before the analytics team ran through the sims.

“All fighters deploy in a screen, turn had port, put them off the bow and accelerate. We can’t afford to close on that vessel.”

“Bombers incoming.”

“Fighters to engage. Recall all those vessels on exploration duty.”


OOC: TIE Bombers heading towards the ship. Engage before they can fire on the Majesty

 

[Tanith Alde]

[member="Irys Arist'lar"]

Around her, claxons rang as the fighters were being scrambled. It was Hiriko's first sortie, and she was anxious. Her heart pounded, her palms were sweaty against the grips of her fighter's controls.

Hundreds of starfighters and bombers were in the sky. She closed her eyes, and took a deep breath. Leaving her fears and regrets behind, she opened her eyes. It was time to fight for what is right.

"Putting Tension On. Yellow 1-2 You're next in line [member="Quil Sato"] "

"Lets do this, here we go"

Her fighter lifted off, and hurtled off into the void of space

"Good Shot, Good Engines, Good End Speed, This is Yellow Leader, Launch Successful."

"We have green light, switch cannons on, all wings accounted for"

Her squadron flew out to engage the enemy, she counted internall, it would be two minutes before they were in effective range

"Yellow 1-4 Be advised, Levelling off of your starboard"

"Yellow Squadron, This is Lead, Contact 50 Kilometers out, Turn to heading 3-1-0. Yellow 1-2 theres a new Radar Contact, closing fast, no IFF Callback, move to Intercept"

50 Kilometers...40....30....20....10.....And the laser fire ignited. "Bandits in range, all wings open fire. " She loosed her missiles as they closed to combat range, watch the 4 white streaks flash off into the distance "Bogey dumping flares"

Her lasers barked reply as she tracked it's movements, lightning it up seconds later "Good Shot, Splash One"

 

[Irys Arist'lar]

Objective 6

Irys watched the tracks streak across her display. Red groups broke formation as the Alliance vessels shot out to meet them. That red tide crashed against the wall of fighters and soon the battle was too detailed for her to follow any individual ship. Instead Irys switched her personal display to show a rough cloud for each squadron, with a read out for strength in terms of capability, vessels and ordnance. Yellow was still at 100% effectiveness and had only fired two torpedoes between them.

"Order the Redemption and Constitution to hold positions dorsal and ventral respectively!" she called.

"Yes Ma'am."

"I want them available to cover us, but not in the line of fire between us and that Battlecruiser. Tell them to keep their fighters in reserve for now, in case we need to refuel or anything breaks through the picket line."

 

[Quil Sato]

After the claxons Rang he jumped to his fighter, so did the rest of his squadron,"Join Yellow Squadron in the battle. Green 1-2 Follow me, Highest priority, 3-4 shoot down the nearest enemies, okay Green Squadron jump to battle." "Yes Sir, Green one clear" "Green Two Clear" "Green Three Clear" "Green Four Clear" The leader of the green squadron shot off to space and encountered [member="Hiriko Judroha"] 's team fighting the Tie's The squadron turned their wings to attack position,

 

[Tanith Alde]

[member="Quil Sato"] [member="Irys Arist'lar"]

"Kark, Bogeys bled his speed, hes on my tail" Hiriko cursed as the tie dumped its engines and got behidn her, tracking her. She tried to manouver through the asteroid cluster however, she couldn't quite seem to dislodge him "Bandits, Bandits on my six"

"Roger, Backing you up" Came the reply from Yellow 1-3, Recruit Hawkins. "Fox Two out, Splash Another"

"Nice jobs Hawkins" Came Hiriko's praise as she brought her ship about to reenter the battle. Two ties were right infront of her, she could take them with one torpedo, she hoped. "There he is...port side...Damnit...It went for the flares"

"Bandit Bandit! Seven o' clock low, bring guns to bear"