When History Deletes Itself [CIS Dominion of the Christophsis]

[Decimus]

Location: Capital City
Objective: 1
Post: 4

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LtP5lSQgll8​

Soon enough, the General heard Aya's voice over the communications channel. He replied, in his usual monotonous tone of voice. "General Clarke. I'm glad to see I'm not the only field commander present. I must admit, I've several complaints to make about the skills of our technicians. They seem to have accidentally restored objectives I possessed before the end of the Clone Wars, and scrambled my memory circuits in the process. Your arrival was fortunate, for I likely would not have remembered the present. Still, old orders or not, I do not like to leave my business unfinished. Bring up your forces to support my attack on the planetary parliament building with haste. Victory will soon belong to the Confederacy.", Aut-X casually said, as if nothing had gone wrong.

The battle across the government district raged on violently. The planetary defence force had entrenched themselves in the parliament building well, cutting down many droids making their advance towards them. Approaching AAT columns unleashed volleys of heavy cannon fire towards the enemy, while Hyena-class Droid Bombers soared above providing aerial bombardment upon the parliament's defensive shield. No matter how hard the enemy fought against them, the droid army fought harder. The masses of B1 Battle Droids were quickly reinforced with B2 Super Battle Droids, and small groups of Droidekas who quickly provided supporting fire.

[member="Aya Clarke"]

 

[Aya Clarke]

• Location: Planetary Capital
• Objectives: 1 (Assist in assault) and 6 (Obligatory BYOO: Locate General Aut-X and determine his state)
• Equipment: Sword and Plate armor
• Bodyguards: Two Magnaguards, 20 commando droids
• Post 5

"I can sympathize. Well, there is little to worry, General. Have the main host focus on the northern end of the defensive perimeter, if you don't mind I will be going ahead to collect their formal surrender." She cut the channel to Aut-X then, and contacted her own forces, directing them to the same point she had requested of Aut-X. With not one, but two effective armies crashing against one end of their defenses, they would have to spend most of their energy defending that front, which was exactly what she hoped would happen. Considering Aut-X was more suited to staying behind their lines, directing the conflict from a theater perspective, Aya chose to take a much more direct path.

She ordered a number of commando droids to follow behind her and her magnaguard, as they made their way towards a different entrance into the parliment. OM-17 would be directing the reinforcing army to the northern end, thousands upon thousands of droids clashing with defenders in an attempt to either break through, or draw their fire. The trek for Aya's smaller team was, to say the least, less than a short jog, and provided plenty of time for Aut-X and his forces to draw the attention away from the southeastern end where Aya found herself. "I do hope you have their attention, otherwise you may indeed be the only field commander present once more." She commented to Aut-X, as she and the 22 droids along with her began to make their approach.

Their approach was silent for about half the journey, before the first blaster bolts ripped by Aya's head. A grin crossed her features behind her helmet, as she ignited the left shield gauntlet and held her sword up, resting it against her right shoulder. "Right then! Advance!" Aya broke into a mad dash towards the doors ahead of her, the magnaguards able to avoid blaster bolts for the most part, given their technical prowess, while the Commando droids would get nicked and scored every so often in the charge. They'd certainly lose some, but Aya was confident all the same. After all, what bolts didn't get dissipated by her shield as she approached only was absorbed by her plates, causing discomfort and a tinge of pain but certainly holding up.

The flurry of combat followed, the Commandos and what defenders had stayed in range clashed, bolts impacting each shooter as the guards and Aya cut down the defenders in person. Once more, she wouldn't have been able to tell you the details, only that she had struggled to not outright kill the defenders in her attempts to minimize casualties on both sides. Regardless, she soon found herself at the door, the guards watching her back and the remaining droids in a semi circle around her as she began trying to get the door to open...


[member="Aut-X"]

 

[Rapax]

Location: Christophsis wilds
Objective: BYOO (#justjartthings)
Equipment: In bio
Allies: [member="Lady Psyona"]
Post: 4

He listened to every response the keeper gave as he paced around like a caged animal looking for a reason to strike before he directed a series of questions to Psyona. He wanted to know why she walks the fine line a question that he wishes he had a good answer for to those who have asked him, Her response surprised him when it all poured out like a rushing river many tap into the arts to defend there loves ones even more when they have lost it all and want to defend the new that they have discovered it was common arts. He looked back to the keeper when he asked him about why does he hide his darkness.

I used to try and hide it and think maybe i could restart a new ....but now I learned that cannot be the case and as such I have decided whether people know I was sith or not is little concern to me anymore Ill use both as need be to keep us alive.

 

[Grace Darkson]

Location: Christophsis wilds
Objective: BYOO (#justjartthings)
Equipment: In bio, Notable Item: Holocron From Metus
Allies: [member="Rapax"]
Post: 5

"I see." Cadeus spoke with a dark tone, almost as if he seemed unapproving of the options offered. There was a moment of quiet, and the Vahla worried that they had upset him. "I will think on this, Mandragora." A ponderous intent laid the words out in a heavy tone. His eyes darted between the pair. "But you seek knowledge, do you not? I will grant you something of your choice." He seemed ready to test them. What would they ask for?

The Sith Witch seemed quiet as if she was thinking. A deadly sort of quiet that often followed hard upon the storm. Heavy breaths roared out of her like the very wind around them, and disheveled hair seemed to cascade over her face. Quietly, the woman straightened herself. quick hands brushed the stray hairs back to their places. "How... Generous of you." Once again, the woman spoke in a level tone, as if it was practiced. "You said you knew our contemporaries, the Dathomiri. I would ask to be told of them."

"Unless," She offered a glance at Rapax, "You have any objections?"