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<You heared the man, Talons. Let's get up there and make some noise.> Chief makes a slight nod at Keq, acknowledging the possition of the ship's weapons.

Loaded with their armor and weapons, the Talons are a bulky, intimidating force as they load up; made only more so by the char and blood of battle already on their equipment. They would clean it later.

But as they move for the turrets, the boy from before blitzes through their group and bounces into the seat. The Talons share a helmeted glance, and Kal flicks over to open speach, rather then Squad comms, as he leans insolently against the hatch.

"Well kef, Chief. We can all take a vacation. General Kenobi himself seems to have manifested before us." He remarks to his brothers, voice distant and metalic through the helmet's filters.

Twitch coppies his brother's stance, folding his arms as he leans his pack against a bulkhead, "Eh. Five credits says he fights back."

Kal shakes his head, "Ten says he tries to shoot Boomer again. Hey, Boomer. You remember that?"

And in a movement so smooth and fast one might have thought a serpent had struck, A pair of gray gauntlets in yellow stripes clamp down with a vice-like grip on Darok's shoulders, bodily lifting him up with inhuman strength and straight over the clone's head.

"I think he remembers." One might catch Chief commenting as three more pairs of hands take control of the crowd-surfing apprentice, sweeping him away from the controls.

They turn him rightside up and set him down gently on the plates, but now Boomer is in the controls, and there is a wall of commando armor between the young jedi-to-be and any retaliation.

"Dont take offense, Captain." The leapord-spotted commando in charge continues, "Just doing what we know we can do better."

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"Darok, I will require someone to *fire* the forward guns.", Keq said into the comm system, his voice hard and authoritive. The sky was momentarily lit up by a mighty bolt of red piercing the heavens, sending up a mighty wave to rock the platform. There was a small bit of sunlight easing itself through where the blast had parted the clouds, illuminating the waters for one brief moment, before the clouds reformed and the momentary peace subsided.

"They've started firing from orbit. We're taking off *now*. We'll get through that blockade or take down as many of those Imperials with us as we can." , Keq said with a tinge of bitterness in his voice. The engines started to roar as the Mythosaur took to the air, moving up above the clouds as more columns of crimson rained down from above. The ship lurched to the side, narrowly missing one of them. Ahead of them, hanging in orbit, were a pair of Imperator Star Destroyers. The Mythosaur's engines roared louder as they hurdled once more into battle.

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He who goes off to fight monsters must make sure he does not become a monster unto himself. And when you stare long into the abyss, the abyss stares back into you.