Zarkun

Star Wars - Galaxies at War[MULTIVERSE SPACESHIP RP]

Jerius "Mando" Wren-Tomb of Freedan Nadd, Dxun

The clone's response wasn't immediate as he remained where the Sith had thrown him, his breathing labored. After a moment, however, he managed to both respond and struggle to his feet. "No, Eri'Moram, he was not. Dar'jetii is the Mandalorian term for the Jedi's most prominant enemy, the Sith." He began limping towards the Tarantetek, his beskad in hand. "They are powerful wielders of the Dark Side of the Force, as well as skilled duelists." Passing one of the Unggoy, he rests his other hand on the alien's shoulder. "Your team is wasting their time searching for him, he used a cloaking technique common to both Sith Assassins and Jedi Shadows."

Setting down to the task of removing the beast's head. After a couple of moments, he gasped sharply and set down the blade, leaning against a nearby wall. "Haar'chak, but that toss did more damage than I thought it did..." He looks to Eri and gestures to the dead abomination. "I've done half the job, mind finishing?"

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Jason Erthos-Organa Spaceport, Alderaan

There was no immediate response to the group's claims, the guards barely moved and the Star Barrier warriors only movement was to brace themselves more securely. The tension hung in the air for several minutes as the Scorch Guard and the nearby Clone Marines slowly drew their weapons in case a firefight broke out and the group needed to be evacuated quickly. Fortunately, Bail didn't give that a chance to happen. "So then Master Yoda's intuition was correct." Jason narrows his eyes.

"Master Yoda? Just Master Yoda?" The leader of house Organa nods before signalling the guards to stand down, though they only relaxed, no one's weapons moved too far from a ready to fight position.

"He was unsure of the exact source of impending aid, but he sensed that we would soon have new allies of our own against Palpatine and his new ally." Despite his experience working with Jedi during the Clone Wars, he was still...skeptical of what he was hearing. "Though we had naturally assumed that this aid would come from Wild Space, or maybe even the Unknown Regions." Jason's frown only deepens as Bail continues speaking.

"Reasonable ideas, all things considered, but...what about Obi-Wan? Was Master Kenobi not with him?" The Senator's solemn face says it all, but he speaks anyways.

"Master Kenobi fell fighting against the traitor Sheev Palpatine while Master Yoda went to speak reason to Anakin. His loss is...strongly felt."

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Jerus Je'and-Prancing Nexu, Nar Shaddaa

"No, no, not the person we just did a job for, the person who the job was targeted at. The Exchange boss is already calling for someone to hit against Godda's own lieutenants, but there aren't many bounty hunters with sense crazy enough to go after the Cartel in their own turf, and we're not about to take a job against the guy who's about to give us our payouts. We'll keep an eye on this feud though, the main Exchange bosses are going to make sure Mardna learns a lesson about overstepping her authority if she doesn't slow down. That'll be a good payout." He turns as a Weequay walks in a makes his way to the table, looking around before taking a seat with the trio.

"Word travels fast and the word is that you three took out Mardna's lieutenants without any issue and so close together, she thinks it was one of the Assassin's guilds. So, in appreciation, Godda doubled the pay and offers the services of this droid for your future endeavors." A clearly refurbished, updated and customized BX series Commando droid walked out.

"Greetings, I am D-05E, refurbished BX Commando Droid. You are Jerus Je'and, correct?" The man nods. "You have been registered as my new master, though I was informed to tell you to enter these other two as masters as well when we're able. My primary functions as an espionage and assassination unit, however, I was given access to a numerous number of Protocol Droid languages without their prohibited translation routines."

"So in other words, we find it, you know it, you'll translate it for us." The droid nods. "Well, that's helpful." I think.

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XO Kol'Zife-Engaging Imperial Ships in Unknown Sector of Space

The Resurgence, as Falul did what he knew how to do, did what it did best and had it's fighters fly interception as the bombers made runs on the Venators. Being of an outdated model and with outdated parts compared to the newer versions of ships hitting it, they could do little against them. Kol'Zife opened a channel to the rest of the fleet. "We've got boarding pods and L/AATs full of troops ready to board and capture, but before we try it, we need to cripple an Assimilator if we can."

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Mayhem Squad-Walkways of Coruscant, Heart of the Republic

Mayhem wasted no time, Meteor launching another grenade to scatter a group of upcoming reinforcements before leaping aboard with the rest of the squad. Once they were all on board, and the shuttle had made for the Glasgow's bay, Erin counted down on her fingers from five before nodding to the team's resident Zabrak explosive maniac. Pulling out a detonator, he spins it twice before slamming down on the trigger.

At first, nothing happens, leaving the N7 soldiers to wonder what that was about, but then the L/AATs chasing them begin falling out of the sky and the Mayhem Squad captain grins. "Keyed EMP weapons, similar to droid poppers and Ion grenades. Fortunately, the tech era being behind us, making sure anything our groups had went unaffected was easy. Plus, there's now 72 hours for the siphon programs that we left behind to continue working before it's noticed they're there."

A Galaxy in Twilight[Lord Gressh/Zarkun]

Anas Ordo

As soon as Hayden is clear of the landing pad, I put significant space between myself and it, watching as the cat that had been hanging by it's tail finally pulled itself up. Unable to get me or Hayden, the droid lets out a howl that is echoed all across the Senate building and my blood runs cold. I speed towards the front of the Senate building, even as the droids stalked back inside. This might not be the safe location we thought it was.

A Galaxy in Twilight[Lord Gressh/Zarkun]

Anas Ordo

Hayden would find her strikes were mostly ineffective against its armor plating, but that wouldn't matter as it was soon yanked out of the ramp as I did a flying tackle into it. I carried it off the edge of the platform, far enough away it couldn't use it's tail to save itself, and then stop, letting it fall into the depths of the city-planet. "You're clear, get out of here, quickly!" I zip around to blast the one still hanging off the edge with my concussive blaster again, trying to keep it off balance. I hadn't seen any others try and come through the doorway we'd come out here through, but I wasn't about to try and get through there when Hayden left.

A Galaxy in Twilight[Lord Gressh/Zarkun]

Anas Ordo

Instead of opening fire with my blaster pistols, I holster one and aim the at the one leaping at Hayden with only my wrist before firing a concussive blast at it, knocking it over the edge of the landing pad, though we can hear the sound of it's tail catching the edge made me frown and meant, that as I blasted the other with a wrist rocket and sent it sailing into the other two coming through the door way, we didn't have much time. "Get on that shuttle and go!"

I activate my jetpack and fly low, peppering the one who's tail was allowing it to climb back up with bolts, even though it didn't seem to do much. Swapping tactics, I blast it with another concussive blast, knocking it off it's tail, but it's tail remained firmly caught. And my thanks for the blast was a flurry back from it's hidden turret. "Hurry!"

A Galaxy in Twilight[Lord Gressh/Zarkun]

Anas Ordo

I slowly move backwards, watching the doorway behind the droid, the droid and the walkway we were on. "Keep an even pace towards the shuttle, but watch our rear, I'll watch the front. Hopefully we're not moving towards its help."

Star Wars - Galaxies at War[MULTIVERSE SPACESHIP RP]

Jerus Je'and-Prancing Nexu, Nar Shaddaa

"Honestly, it would probably be faster to teach you how to read Aurabesh then have to make another gadget, but we'll talk to the eggheads back at the fleet when we're done here. As for a copy, that decision rests with Samus, she's the one it was handed to." Jerus takes another sip of his whiskey and pulls up his datapad as he waits, reading over something else while they wait. "And surprise, surprise, the Exchange boss who's lackeys we just dusted has already put up a job for a counter attack on our employer. Must be a hell of a rivalry."

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Jerius "Mando" Wren-Tomb of Freedan Nadd, Dxun

Eri hadn't moved but three steps before she found herself flung back against the wall alongside the clone and the beam rifle sliced in two in a single stroke. "Do you think I'm so arrogant and confident in my now deceased pet that I would not observe the weapons and tactics you used to best it? Please, even the Jedi were never that foolish. Still," he remains in a more relaxed position as the pair pick themselves up, "killing it was an impressive achievement, even amongst us Sith." As Jerius prepared to dash forwards with his jetpack and exchange blows with the Sith with her Beskad again, the man turns and walks away.

"You're an interesting bunch, and I'm sure my master would love to learn of your existence, so for now, I'm going to let you live." The stasis on the rest of Eri's team abruptly ends, sending those who'd been moving fowards when locked down to fall on their faces and Jarraj to properly attempt to doctor his leg. "Feel free to inform those Ordo buffons that my master and I are leaving when you take them the Tarantetek's head." And like that, he was gone, seeming to vanish into the shadows. Removing his helmet, Jerius spits some blood onto the floor.

"Of all the things to run into in this tomb, a Dar'jetii...Supreme Commander Erthos needs to be warned."

A Galaxy in Twilight[Lord Gressh/Zarkun]

Anas Ordo

"Even if he stopped their primary production facility and they can't produce the big boys anymore, I'd bet there are other locations pumping out these variants." I don't shoot, simply keeping my blasters aimed at it as it slinks forwards, but it's in no hurry, almost as if it's waiting for something. "Not to mention, I don't think it's alone. It's waiting."

A Galaxy in Twilight[Lord Gressh/Zarkun]

Anas Ordo

I draw my twin blaster pistols, opting to leave my rifle on my back for the time being. "No, even lightsabers don't leave this much blood behind. I'm thinking droids of some kind, probably assassin models." As if in response, a single droid stalks it's way out of the doorway behind the two, it's bladed tail lashing side to side as it prowled forwards. The feline-esque design seemed to surge with murderous intent, but the glow to it's eyes was a neon blue, and we could feel a sort of intelligence radiating from it. "This is new, likely a take on those big droids the armies are fighting now."

A Galaxy in Twilight[Lord Gressh/Zarkun]

Anas Ordo

"Then take the steps to ensure you get there. A blind quest for vengeance is not the best path." I shake my head as we begin crossing the walkway. "I should know." Silence ensues again, but is quickly interrupted, as I stop and hold up a hand. The shuttle's ramp, which had appeared to have been lowered normally from further away, had clear damage on it, and only now did I notice the dried blood around it. My instincts roared at me that this was some kind of trap. "Something is hunting us..."

A Galaxy in Twilight[Lord Gressh/Zarkun]

Anas Ordo

I nod, glancing down a side hall as we walk by it and then back to our front. "It's a strange feeling, the first time you take a life. For some, it's an adrenaline rush that pushes them to seek more opponents, to keep fighting and fighting and fighting. For others, it an aphrodisiac, acting as the catalyst for the birth of psychotic kyra'muds. Their only concern is the kill, they don't care if the person who's dying can fight back or sleeps, they just want the bloodshed." I shake my head.

"Regardless, we Mando'ade are taught at a young age that no kill is worth it without a fair fight for the opponent. Of course," I sigh, "aruetii like the late Bendak Starkiller forgot all of that, got caught up in the money offered in death matches. Stories say Revan fixed that though. Of course, there's the raiders he..." I pause and go over everything I had just said before sighing. "Suppose I'm getting off track. My point is, it seems your first kills brought you the focus of a warrior over the mindless slaughter lust of a kyra'mud. Keep that focus, because after this all blows over, you may need it."

Several more minutes pass after that, silence reigning once more as we walk. The landing pad was in sight now, the small shuttle sitting on it with the ramp down. However, now that I was taking the time to really look at it, something seemed off. I mentally chided myself, simply putting the blame on my overactive battle senses as we approached the walkway to it. "Lady Temari said to get you on any shuttle we found and get you back to the command center. I understand your reluctance to leave the battle and lust for vengeance for young Jude Sucal's death, but if that command center falls, the combined armies of both the Mando'ade and the Revolution will fail. You may be the difference between a loss that we'll never recover from and the victory that allows you grind your boot heel into Jorg Sucal's throat."