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Post by Niobe Ramble on Mar 25, 2015 12:41:56 GMT
After apologizing profusely for whatever damage Skull was doing in the back room, it always paid to keep people on your side, Niobe had taken a few shortcuts on the way back to the port. She has a ship to make arrangements for.
It's a sleek thing, fairly new and built for passengers. Not the sort of vehicle to leave laying around. Quick hands take the engine half apart before she's satisfied and a few key elements of the starting mechanism get slipped into the overnight bag she tosses over her shoulder. Finally she paid the dues to leave it in the bay for another week, half price thanks to her help with the managers speeder earlier that morning.
Carrying her satchel and wearing a slightly more functional jacket over her not exactly suited to machine work clothing she sat criss-cross outside bay 6-A, waiting.
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Post by Luke Skirata on Mar 26, 2015 0:22:23 GMT
"If he touches my hair again, he's gonna find out what a crushgaunt feels like first hand," Luke said as he stood up and put on his helmet. "I have a few things to take care of, so I'll meet you at the hangar."
When he made his way back to the hangar, he found Niobe already waiting for him. "Good, you're here. Have you seen Skull?" He asked as he keyed in the code to open the hangar bay.
As he walked inside, a Fett clone in Mandalorian armor hopped down from the cockpit of the Kom'rk. "So this is your hired help, eh vod?" Rogue asked.
"Yeah. We have one more, too. A real piece of work. Are the ships ready?" Luke replied.
"I've damaged the shuttle as much as possible without compromising its operation and then added in a bit more fake damage. They won't be able to tell the difference," Rogue said with a grin. "The Avenger's AI is set to fly to the meeting point on Concordia and meet us there. Everything's ready to go."
"Ori'jate, vod." Luke turned to Niobe. "There's an Imperial shuttle hidden behind the Kom'rk. It looks shot to hell, but don't worry about that. It'll fly. Go ahead and make yourself at home while we wait for Skull. And Rogue, go ahead and get changed." Rogue nodded and headed off into the Kom'rk once again.
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Post by Red Skull on Mar 26, 2015 3:02:24 GMT
Skull didn't really have match to do when they split so he got some shut eye,had a bath and on his way to the bay he picked up a snack. He walked in the bay with his mask taken off and placed under his right arm while he ate. It was lucky that Skull's mask was off to show the odd but displeased sort of look he gave everyone there. why am I always last to the party, I've heard of fashionably late but this is ridiculous
Skull quickly finished up the snack in his hand before placing it on the floor and adjusting his hair. So when does the fun begin? Skull spoke and quickly put his mask back on as he watched calmly while people seemed to be doing something.
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Post by Niobe Ramble on Mar 26, 2015 16:49:11 GMT
"This is gorgeous." Niobe murmured, tracing the exposed wiring on the shuttle. "Look at you, beautiful. Someone did some fantastic work on you." Settled in the copilots seat she looked like a cat in the cream. The content expression fell of her face at the sound of Skull's voice and she clambered on top of the shuttle to get a look at him. He looked... different without the mask. It was reassuring when he put it back on. "Soon as everyone is in this lovely shuttle, I think. Get over here and see it. Our friend Rogue is an artist."
Speak of the sith, the clone climbed out of the ship. (The Gauntlet, Niobe thought, remembering a few wannabe Mandalorians she'd met. Pretty name.) She flashed him a smile. "I like the number you did on the Imperial's not-so-shiny toy, sir."
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Post by Luke Skirata on Mar 27, 2015 5:39:25 GMT
"Now that you're here, we can get started. Get comfortable in the shuttle over there," Luke said to Skull as he pointed to the damaged shuttle.
"Thanks," Rogue returned the smile. He was now dressed in a sharp Imperial pilot's uniform, looking for all the world like he should be behind the stick of that shuttle or a TIE fighter. "I was tempted to use the Avenger's cannons to make it a bit more realistic," he said as he patted the Kom'rk-class ship, "but the Imps didn't make that thing to take too much of a beating. I'm glad you think it's convincing."
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Post by Niobe Ramble on Mar 28, 2015 11:11:51 GMT
"All powerful Empire, you'd think they'd have better workmanship." she comments, sliding back down into the shuttle and settling down for take-off, once everyone is in.
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Post by Red Skull on Mar 28, 2015 17:38:37 GMT
Skull whistled at the sight of the shuttle, he didn't know much about mechanics and only knew very basic piloting but this shuttle was more than perfect for this specific mission. Insane work on the shuttle ! Skull looked at it before jumping in he could hardly wait for the fun.
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Post by Luke Skirata on Mar 29, 2015 14:39:26 GMT
Luke stepped into the cockpit holding a beckon call, a device that allowed him to control the Avenger's AI. "Everything's set, Rogue, so take us up."
Rogue nodded and the shuttle began to rise. Luke hit a button on the device in his hand and the fighter behind them started to take off as well. When both ships were out of the hangar, the fighter turned and blasted off towards space and the shuttle continued its ascent. "The Avenger is on the way to Concordia to meet us when we have the beskar," Luke explained.
A few moments later, they were in open space, the planet stretching out below them. "The transport will be here in an hour or so. Once they get here, we'll have a few hours before the research ship they're meeting up with gets here. Make sure you're ready."
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Just under an hour later, Luke's helmet alarm woke him up from a quick nap. "They'll be here any minute," he anniunced. "Everyone but Rogue, out of the cockpit."
As they watched from the passenger bay, a large transport ship dropped out of hyperspace. Rogue shut off all of the shuttle's non-essential systems and activated a distress signal. "Now lets see if they bite," Rogue muttered. "Incoming transmission! Patching it through."
"Unknown vessel broadcasting Imperial distress signal. This is Imperial transport Jolder's Hammer. State your identity," a clipped voice with an Imperial accent demanded.
"Hammer, this is Lambda-class shuttle bearing designation Aurek-7-8-2. We're all that survived the destruction of Imperial scouting vessel Demise. We have wounded on board and need assistance."
There was silence for a moment, then the same voice responded. "Aurek, we're on a transport mission, not a recovery mission. Why haven't you gone to the planet yet?"
"We took damage from the attack on the Demise," Rogue lied. "We only made it this far before propulsion ran out. We have our captian aboard, and we have vital information on Rebel activity in this area."
There was another moment's silence. Then, "stand by to be picked up by the Hammer." The transport began moving toward them, and its tractor beam turned on and began to warm up.
"They took the bait. We'll be in the belly of the beast at any moment," Rogue said.
"See? I told you destroying that scout ship would come in handy," Luke said. "They'll probably send in a medical team first. We should ambush them and their escort."
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Post by Niobe Ramble on Mar 29, 2015 21:41:05 GMT
"They'll pick up fast." Niobe says in an undertone stretching and moving to the door as the shuttle settles into the bay. "They're probably already suspicious. Once they're out I'll rush to the cockpit and try to take control. Cover me?"
Even as she speaks a small crew of storm troopers and officers can be seen making their way to the shuttle. Niobe presses herself against the wall right next to the airlock and draws a weapon with some unease.
The comm fizzes. "Hammer, we have a med team at your location. Open up for inspection and treatment."
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Post by Luke Skirata on Mar 30, 2015 3:58:52 GMT
Rogue stepped out of the cockpit, once again wearing Mandalorian armor - but if one was to look closely at the armor, they'd be able to see subtle influences from ARC armor in the armor's design. More notable than that, though, were the long, straight blades attached to his forearms, holdovers from a suit of top-secret Clone Assassin armor he has used during the Clone Wars. They were clearly well-used, but sharp nonetheless. He reached into a holster by his side and grabbed a blaster. "I'll go with you. When the door opens, we attack, catch them by suprise, and make a break for it."
Luke nodded as he drew both of his WESTAR-34 blaster pistols. "Skull and I will give you cover and then move to secure the package." He raised his fist and held it up to the door release button. Pounding and another call to open up came from outside. He held up three fingers, then two, then one, then slammed his fist on the release button. The door slid down, revealing an officer and three Stormtroopers, clearly caught by surprise, at the bottom of the ramp. Luke fired with his other hand, boots slamming into the officer's unprotected chest, and then aimed at the next trooper. "Go!"
Rogue fired at one of the troopers and then charged forward and down the ramp. He slid into cover behind a crate in the hangar. He motioned to Niobe. "With me!"
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Post by Red Skull on Mar 30, 2015 5:18:37 GMT
Skull had been meditating in his corner , he assumed they were glad since it was one of the only times he actually shut up. So they sort of had piece,Upon being told the ship was here he smiled behind his mask and stood up then casually stood in one place while people got into place. Luke ,Rogue and Niobe seemed to be ready, then skull walked towards the door as Luke began the countdown. When the door opened Skull calmly spoke out " Hello there bud" in a sarcastic tone before quickly grabbing at one of the troops and twisting their neck in a fluid motion as if it were a reflex, it caused instant death. Skull then watched Luke take out the officer and one of the troopers.
The second trooper got in a shot at Skull's shoulder but the trooper was taken out with a low sweep kick that landed him on the floor before being paralysed and bludgeoned with a stun stave a few times. Niobe and Rogue were already heading towards the package. The Imperial ship went on the defensive to protect their Beskar and despatched more units. " Well, the empire never dissapoints ,I'll give them that. They always have a few spare troops laying around for some entertainment". Skull looked at The next wave of troops as they came out with blasters. He began reciting the sith code to himself, it always helped him focus then a few deep breaths were taken since he wasn't exactly a force natural. At the peak of his focus he shot out a wave of force lightning towards the crowd of troops that had been dispatched ,clearing out a path for Niobe and Rogue to enter the ship, Skull then sat on the ramp to regain his energy.
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Post by Niobe Ramble on Mar 30, 2015 17:50:10 GMT
Once a path is clear Niobe sprints after the clone, ducking and weaving around crates and walls and quickly overtaking him, mostly because the troopers they come across are more interested a republic era clone then a little girl. The few who do pay attention to her get an elbow in the neck, she seems to have abandoned weaponry in favour of what looks suspiciously like bar-room brawling. The pair slow down as they reach the bridge and alarms start to flare over the ship. She skids to a halt as the emergency alerts start.
"Well that was fast."
Rogue gives her a look that fairly concisely says 'No chit chat' and offhandedly snipes a rather lost looking trooper. "It'll take them another few minutes to seal off the bridge. Move and hope we don't run into anyone."
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Post by Luke Skirata on Mar 31, 2015 3:41:07 GMT
Luke raised an eyebrow under his helmet at Skull's display, but said nothing. Rather, he pulled a thermal detonator out of a belt pocket and rolled it at the oncoming troopers before he began to fire. The detonator went off, sending bodies flying, and Luke used the confusion to his advantage. He holstered his blasters, jumped into the air, and activated the jetpack strapped to his back. He pointed his fists at the troopers and fired wrist rockets at them, further scattering them, and then fired the thrusters on his jetpack once again to send him flying towards the surviving troops, drawing his beskad as he approached.
He hit the ground running and slammed his shoulder into one stormtrooper, knocking him over, and used the momentum to bring his beskad over his head and bring it down with a savage blow at another trooper. The blow from the Mandalorian weapon, which, despite its blade, was designed to be wielded in a similar manner to a hammer, smashed right through the weak plasteel armor. A blaster bolt hit Luke's upper arm and glanced off of the beskar plating; Luke searched for the source, and saw that the first trooper he had knocked over had gotten back to his feet. He lunged at the trooper and grabbed the blaster rifle in his hands. A squeeze from the crushgaunt rendered the blaster inoperable; a blow from the beskad rendered the wielder dead.
Between him and Skull, they made quick work of the first wave of enemies who came to meet them. As the last of the Stormtroopers fell, Luke motioned for Skull to follow him deeper into the ship.
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"How long are you going to need me to cover you while you take control of the ship?" Rogue asked Niobe as he turned to loose a volley of suppressing fire at the troopers chasing them.
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Post by Niobe Ramble on Mar 31, 2015 15:02:32 GMT
She shrugged and turned a corner to peer at the bridge door. "Depends on how many pilots. Thing this big we might be looking at as many as three, that takes a while to juggle. And Imperial pilots are hard to subdue."
Slamming the cockpit guard's head against the wall she laid her head flat against the entrance. "Give me five minutes and don't let them close the doors." She heaved the unconcious guard up and pressed his palm against the locking mechanism. The door slid open and she dove into the small room.
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Post by Luke Skirata on Apr 1, 2015 3:46:25 GMT
"Yell if you need help!" Rogue shouted after Niobe as he turned and opened fire on the troopers he had previously only been taking potshots at. Two went down in the first volley, but more came to replace them and the survivors were more cautious about cover. "Five minutes?" Rogue muttered to himself. "Here I thought this was gonna be hard. These Stormies make clankers look accurate."
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