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Post Mon Jul 06, 2009 4:19 pm

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*A pair of scout troopers notice the strange occurance in the distance.*













*They walk back to base as they continue their conversation.*

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Post Sat Aug 08, 2009 5:54 pm

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*Zazana YT 1300 touched down in the terrain shutting the ship down Zazana walked out of the ship pulling his hood over his headand looked around sighing lightly as he walked around his ship for a moment before he started to walk off towards the closest city*
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Post Mon Aug 10, 2009 6:36 am

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*When Nessa had touched down on the ground she could almost kiss it. Getting out of the ship, she smiled proudly at her skills at landing. She looked around and wondered where she should go, and decided to head towards the closest city and talk to somebody there to see what the current events of the planet were and what was going on.*

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Post Wed Sep 02, 2009 2:53 pm

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*Zazana walked out of the city and back into the terrain as he head towards his YT 1300 after getting to his ship he got into it and took off for orbit*
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Post Tue Jun 01, 2010 3:05 pm

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*Phoanix Imperium Taxation is Due. All Taxes since last tax collection are collected.*
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Post Sat Sep 03, 2011 1:52 pm

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*Cathaoir's Firespray-31 Patrol and Attack Craft descended to the planet's open terrain from the atmosphere above. He guided the ship to land in an opening in a forest. Once the craft had touched down, Cathaoir exited the craft carrying with him only his Bes'kad and his two Westar-34 blaster pistols.*
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Post Mon Sep 05, 2011 7:35 am

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*The terrain was forest-like where Cathaoir now stood; the temperature was moderate. Cathaoir's head snapped upwards as a screech from a local bird-like creature echoed from somewhere above. Adumar was a new planet to Cathaoir and he didn't exactly know what to expect, hostility or fellowship from the local lifeforms and citizens. The planet, so far, was wonderful in Cathaoir's eyes and he only grew happier with it the longer he stayed.

Unaware that he was as close to the city of Cartann as he was, Cathaoir continued to roam the outskirts. As he continued to walk, Cathaoir soon heard the the noise that the city emitted and it drew his attention toward wishing to investigate it. He pursued the noise until he came upon it. Once there, he entered it from the North*
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Post Fri Oct 14, 2011 7:55 pm

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*Cathaoir had since made his way out of the city. It would soon see Mandalorians on its plains again, but an exactly time was not set in stone yet. These people showed promise and it was intriguing to Cathaoir. Not to mention that the missile facilities here would serve the Mandalorians well, not just his clan. Nevertheless, there was much that needed to be done back on Ordo before anything could really be done involving Adumar.

Cathaoir came upon his ship and entered it, sitting himself in the Pilot's seat. When the ship's systems rumbled to life, Cathaoir ran a systems check then piloted the ship up into the planet's atmosphere.*
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Post Fri Jan 27, 2012 8:16 am

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*A speeder blasted through the air coming from the city-state region to the east, moving with speed Kylarn's knuckles whitened with his grip on the controls, he opened a commlink to his astromech and spoke briefly.*

:: Clumsy, bring the ship to the location that I am sending you, make sure that you send our location to the fleet above so that they don't bombard us when you land, or send a detachment of fighters after you. We have work to do. Once you land I will come aboard and grab things that we will need, be ready to slice through the facilities control systems, and make sure that Trink is awake will you? ::

*The little astromech whirred in disappointment that he would have to wake the Strill but Kylarn knew that Trink would be handy if there were more than just security droids that were powered down in the facility.

Pulling the speeder to a halt half a klik away from the facility he sat it down, powered the vehicle down and hopped out, just a moment later he saw the VCX-350 light freighter coming into sight on the HUD, he watched the ship lower and set down as he turned to face it, the ramp lowered and he walked aboard, removing his cloak he opened a cargo hold and removed a portable blaster cannon, modified from it's original intent, he placed a hand on the grip and let it face the floor of the cargo hold, gathering four cartridges of charge for the weapon from a crate to his left and placed one into the weapon, then the remainder into the pouches attached to the shoulder of his beskar'gam, once they were secured he removed more slugs from the small metallic box on the durasteel table in the cargo hold where he had worked on the backpack, taking stock of the bacta that filled it's canister on his backpack he was satisfied that if he took a shot to a weak point he would be secured enough. The astromech emerged from the chambers where the Strill fell behind him, Ky knelt and spoke to them both.*


"Trink, I want you to go into the facility and be quiet, stay in the shadows until you see Clumsy or myself in trouble, if anything with flesh attacks us rip it apart, okay?" *The strill let out a shriek of excitement and scurried out the ramp and vanished, Ky smirked behind the buy'ce and then spoke to Clumsy.*

"Stay close to me Clumsy, I will clear a path to the security panel so that you can access the obvservation deck, once inside there it should be simple for you to take control over the facility, fortunately these Adumari didn't see a need for more security than that, so it should be simple, you have all the readouts still fresh?" *Clumsy whirred a response concerning that Ky was the only person, but then continued that the blaster cannon should be enough for the droids. Then hurried out the ramp behind Kylarn as they made their way to the missle production facility. Kylarn blinked inside the HUD as they approached, scanning through the systems to ensure that there were no active droids within the facility, none were active, but the readout had shown active explosives on the production floor, the di'kutla Adumari had left explosives in the wide open he tapped the astromech on the dome as he continued to walk and opened the comm channel that they shared.*

:: Active explosives on the farthest conveyor belt, eight spheres of it, if a fire fight ensues make sure you get that conveyor belt to the opposite side and through their portal then halt all incoming spheres unless I tell you otherwise. :: *The astromech whirred an affirmative, with a tone of nervousness. Kylarn continued his approach to the security gate, sending the clearance codes from his HUD to the gate, it opened as they approached the facility. Bringing the blaster cannon up so that both hands held the grips, his main hand held tightly around the firing grip and his off-hand held the stabilization grip, aiming it in front of them he walked slower and scanned the facilities corridor as they approached the lifts to the production floor that was underground, no signs of movement other than Trink who had perched himself on a rafter above them, then hopped down and entered the lift as they did. Within a moment they would emerge on the production floor and make their way to the observation deck above the floor.*
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Post Fri Jan 27, 2012 8:55 am

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*The double durasteel doors opened once the lift met the production floor, they exited on the catwalk to that overlooked where the missles were produced, the scans had indicated eight conveyor belts, each had their own designation, the farthest of which had been where the spheres of explosives had been left, something felt off, but nothing was showing up on the HUD, then Kylarn noticed the durasteel doors at the other side of the room, their were a pair of doors, one led to the observation deck, the other to a room that was opposite the production floor, the HUD scans had not indicated anything beyond those doors, but suddenly it felt strange, Ky looked to the astromech and made a hand motion to go to the observation deck and start his work, he then looked to the Stril and pointed to an opening where a vent panel had been on the far side just above the observation deck, Kylarn walked slowly on the catwalk ahead of the astromech droid, once they reached the durasteel doors the droid entered and began his work on the security systems, it would take minutes, enough time for a fire fight to break out when he heard a clank on the other side of the second pair of durasteel doors, he did not hear the Strill ripping flesh from bone, so the droids must have been activated, taking three steps back, creating a distance of ten meteres from the doors he then spoke over the comm channel to Clumsy.*

:: Seal yourself in there, if something happens to me, send word to Cathaoir Ordo, he is the Aliit'alor leading the invasion on the city-states, do not stop until you're finished no matter what happens. Understood? ::

*The astromech beeped a confirmation of his words but whirred that he was worried about the droids on the other side of the doors from Ky now, and sealed the doors, at that moment the doors before Kylarn slid apart and security droids came walking, before they could register him standing there in the darkness he opened fire, sending bolt after bolt to them, sending shrapnel flying, taking steps backward on the catwalk he kept firing, there were more than he could count and he cursed himself for refusing the Aliit'alor of Clan Ordo to send his warriros with Kylarn, but there was no time, he kept firing and several droid passed through to the catwalk as many others fell, they opened fire at him their systems were old and they were still warming their systems to aim corectly, Kylarn took the opportunity to demolush the ones that had gotten closer as he took three more steps back and continued firing once the closest of droids had fallen in explosion, the shrapnel threatened to pierce his envirosuit, but that was better than death. Firing at the oncoming droids it seemed as though they would never end. Finally exhausting the charge of the blaster cannon he tossed it over the catwalk to land on a conveyor belt beneath him, the fourth one, it slid and fell to the ground just behind the belt. Kylarn took in the number of the droids appearing on his HUD as he jumped over the railing himself, withdrawing the Mandalorian Heavy blasters as he turned to his back and fired at the droids, taking note of their armor he aimed for their heads, bolts flying upward as he smacked onto the belt with a thud and the shots stopped, rolling off of the conveyor belt he hit the floor on his knees and cursed under his breath.* "Osik, di'kutla droids."

*Ky stood and ran to the first conveyor belt as they started coming down the stairwells at the third conveyor belt, sending shots to remove two of the ten that were coming after him, noticing then ten more were on the catwalk still, and five at the doors to the observation deck, luckily they were not equipped to open the security doors to the observation deck since Clumsy had rerouted the security clearances and reinitiated security codes that the droids did not understand, the binary code would just increase the firewall of the door with every attempt. Kylarn was breathing heavily as he spoke through the commlink as he reached the first conveyor belt at the farthest wall.*

:: Star the conveyor belts, one, two, and three, objects on the belt will cause their targeting systems to register those instead of me. Keep working, and hurry on the disengaging of them if you can. ::

*Kylarn looked over the belt as it started to move, objects emerged from the portal at the north end of the belt, they would come down, stop and then continue after a moment down to the southern portal, enough time for the older systems in these security droids to recognize more than one hostile and start firing. Kylarn slowly crept toward the northern end of the conveyor belt as the droids looked around in confusion for him, just as they spotted him he opened fire, smacking two droids down and sending an explosion into the remainder, knocking them off symetry and disorienting their systems, Ky jumped to the belt and then down to the floor on the opposite side, moving quickly he ran and then slid underneath the second conveyor belt, noticing the second grouping of droids walking down the stairs opening fire on the conveyor belts as they slowed to a halt, he lowered his head and waited for the sound of the conveyor belts to start again, holstering his off-hand blaster he withdrew a thermal detonator, calculating the distance from the explosives, he figured that the thermal would not cause harm from here to the eighth conveyor belt's contents, the next pass would send those explosives to the southern portal and then the problem would no longer be there, suddenly he heard a whir and beep coming from his commlink as he waited, the astromech had told him it would be another three minutes before the droids would shut down, he was slicing their system and it was proving difficult, Ky cursed under his breath, three minutes was longer than he wanted, and surely long enough for them to figure out his plans. He slid from underneath the belt as the conveyor began working and opened fire on the droids, sending a volley of twelve bolts at them, some hitting and others missing, three droids dropped and shrapnel flew, he kept walking, releasing four more bolts as he slid underneath the opposite conveyor belt and waited again, he was not in sight of the droids but they were moving in his direction, he crept down the conveyor belt to the southern end of the production floor as they moved to the northern end, reloading the charges in his blasters, leaving the old behind underneath the belt, he moved up as the belts began moving again, the minutes between seemed like hours as he sent another volley to the droids, this time only three remained once he lowered himself under the belt, laying himself on his back he kicked hard against the durasteel framing of the machine and slid into the isle, firing on the droids and knocking one down again, he slid underneath the conveyor belt and then picked himself up, making a run for the stairs, the droids fired, two shots hit the backplate of his beskar'gam and sent him veering over the railing of the stairwell, the wind knocked from him as he fell he was disoriented, but could still hear the clammering of droids walking towards him with haste, he withdrew another thermal detonator, activated it, and tossed it to the mid section of the conveyor belt, the two droids arrived just as the thermal exploded, the shrapnel covered his body as he lay on the production floor between the first and second conveyor belt, suddenly he heard the durasteel doors slide open above him at the far end of the hall, and the astromech moving to the lift, stopping just above him and then the thrusters from the astromech's legs emerged, sending him into the air and toward him on the floor, struggling for breath he felt the blood seeping from his side as the shrapnel had settled into his flesh, it went deep, but he would survive, blinking once he turned on the bacta that was in his backpack, but the shots had disrupted his backpack, there would be no fixing this on the field. He cursed aloud.*

"Osik, I'm getting too old for this Clumsy, get Trink and get him to the ship, I'll be there in a minute or two."

*Ky pulled himself to his feet, slowly, the act proving difficult for him as the shrapnel kept sinking pain in his side, he finally stood as the astromech and the Strill were seen on his HUD exiting the facility and making their way toward the ship. He opened the comm channel he used with the Aliit'alor Ordo and spoke, faining breath as he did so.*

:: Facility is cleared, if you have a medical ship on the surface I would appreciate getting some shrapnel removed, and then I will meet you at Yedagon. ::

*Closing the channel he waited for a response as he climbed the stairs with slow pace, shooting pain emerged from his side and shot down his leg, it could have been worse, but this had been nowhere near as simple as the readouts had shown, reaching the lifts he stood and went to the upper floors, emerging into the open corridor he walked out and made his way to the speeder, opening the comm to the ship he told Clumsy...*

:: Take the ship back into the terrain, no sense in hiding her now, I'll be going to find a medical ship, and then to Yedagon, keep the security codes to yourself since I know you reinitialized your own, once I am finished at Yedagon I will send word for you to meet me there with the Aliit'alor Ordo. Get Strill calmed down if you can, tell him I am fine. ::

*Hearing the shriek come from the Strill inside the ship's cockpit he knew the Strill had heard him, and did not believe him either way, but this was nothing compared to the wars he had seen years before, this was just a flesh wound, he wouldn't be in a tank for a week, he just needed the metal removed and to place a small bacta tank on his side for maybe ten minutes, he would survive. The speeder roared to a start five minutes later with his slow speed, he lifted the vehicle into the air and began his approach of the city-states, hoping that Ordo had finished with Cartann city by now he made his way to Halbegardia where he had encountered the Aliit'alor before, surely the medical ship had entered atmosphere and was taking care of their few wounded by now. The speeder moved quickly as he controled it with one hand and placed pressure on the opening of his envirosuit where the blood trickled out now, he would arrive at the medical hsip shortly.*
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Post Wed Oct 24, 2012 8:56 pm

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*The CR-90 Corvette settled down on the grassy, temperate plain, it's heavy duty replsorlifts causing the grass to ripple as if it were water. The boarding ramp descended and out strode Gabriel and two squads of Stormtrooper, the morning sun glinted off their pristine armor. Gabriel took a deep breath and savored the smell of the lush grass and the life of this planet. Drawing upon the life essence he felt his connection to the force grow as he extended his reach, hoping to sense once again the dark, intangible anaomaly that would indicate the direction in which they would travel. The Stormtroopers stood silently behind him, patient, some checking their weapons, others slipping quietly back up into the ship to check their landspeeders and prepare them for departure...*
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Post Sun Nov 04, 2012 2:27 pm

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*In his mind's eye Gabriel peered through the swirling mass of the force, images of the past flashed across his perception... The Red skinned Matar... Focusing he tried to hone in on the twi-lek's force signature. Finally he was revealed an image of a city. Gabriel disconnected and came back into his own mind. He turned to stormtrooper Captain Kerge and asked* "Captain, what is the nearest city?"

"That would be Cartann sir. Located several clicks from here. Easily traversed on speeder." *Said Captain Kerge after a few moments of looking through his helmet's HUD. Gabriel nodded quickly then twirled his left ahnd index figure, preparing the men to move out.* "Bring out the transport and load up."

*In a few minutes a *
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Post Fri Nov 16, 2012 8:21 am

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"We're coming up on our ship sir." *Said Captain Kerge as he tapped is helmet, there was some interference in their communication with the ship. Gabriel rubbed his hands together, ready to be off the planet and back on his ship.* "Contact Colonel Graff, have him prepare the ship for take off."

*Kerge nodded his affirmation and relayed Gabriel's orders... The speeder truck crested the hill and there in front of them was the CR-90 Corvette. On the bridge of the corvette, Colonel Hyrum Graff had already powered up the ship, it's shields and engines were online and it was ready for departure. The large boarding ramp was lowered, allowing the speeder truck to enter in smoothly and efficiently.*

"The truck has been secured sir." *Said a junior officer. Graff nodded replied* "Seal the doors and take off."

*Inside the small hangar, the truck's doors opened and Gabriel and his crew disembarked and made their way to the bridge.*
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Post Sat Nov 17, 2012 11:32 am

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*As the truck had lifted away from the warehouse, Raizel waited a moment longer, her yellow eyes glancing back towards the hidden vault of the undercity. Nothing. The entirety of that incredible power had been contained solely within the red-skinned body of this male Twi'lek. There was no reason for her to stay.

So she blurred forward as the speeder was pulling away, her weight landing on her bad leg as her hand hooked against the back of the truck. She pulled herself neatly into the canopied bed among the armed and armored troopers, swinging her legs over the guardpanel. She lowered herself to a seated position with her good leg tucked beneath her, ignoring the questioning stares of the troopers. Through the torn material of her breeches, the bandage on her leg was a darkening stain.

Once the vehicle had pulled into the bay of the Corvette, the truck emptied with military precision. Raizel remained, unmoving, her eyes following Gabriel Solomon and his departing team. Then, she eased herself to her feet and moved to the forward cab of the truck, folding her arms against the rear of the seat as she stared at the resurrected twi'lek.*


"He's nothing, if not expedient."

*She wasn't certain she trusted the aged soldier's intentions, but then, she was absolutely positive she did not trust this Sith Lord Matar Lyndruss, either. Her teeth flashed in a grin. That was the beauty of chaos. She carefully climbed out of the vehicle, pushing her hood back away from her white hair, and unhurriedly followed after Solomon. She murmured, perhaps to herself or perhaps to Matar, but the acoustics of the hangar made her voice clearly audible.*

"...What is on Bastion?"
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