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  1. HanSolo29 Manager Emeritus + Official Star Wars Artist

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    IC: Salla Vivek
    Aboard the Red Spirit, Velmor System

    The wide assortment of ships were fast to approach her position once she had made her presence known. With her hand still poised over the comm unit, Salla sat forward, her elbows resting against the control console as she studied the modified shuttle as it whisked forward to dock with the Spirit. It wasn't like her to be nervous, but until she was certain these guys weren't hostile, she would be on edge. It was only natural.

    "Ms. Vivek, a pleasure!" a resounding voice issued from the comm unit. "The credits Contruum promised are being transferred to your account as we speak. I'm her liason for today."

    Credits. Upon hearing those words, Salla began to relax a bit. At least they were serious about paying her, unlike some of the other scum she had the displeasure of working with in the past. Shifting her green-eyed gaze to the computer, Salla began to watch the numbers roll across the screen in confirmation of the transfer as Contruum's man continued to speak.

    "Contruum would like you to smuggle this baradium bomb to a particular location on Garos IV. The central government/military complex on Garos IV. It is heavily shielded, and as such it would be impossible for us to destroy it in a bombing run. Our Y-wing allies shall be attacking the system and harassing the Garos defences, and then Contruum will be arriving himself to secure his prize. Your acts are a distraction, you see, for what Contruum is stealing."

    On second thought, maybe it had been premature for her to start relaxing. Baradium was highly explosive and it was capable of taking out a large capital ship with a single shot; imagine what it could do to her beloved ship if something set it off. No, she didn't like the idea of having that thing aboard, but the credits were tempting. Very tempting. So tempting that she was willing to risk herself and the ship to bring home a hefty payday. Only the gods knew how long it's been. She earned it.

    Licking her dry lips, Salla spoke into the comm. "Everything checks out," she confirmed with a single tap of her index finger to the computer screen. The credit transfer was complete. "I just need to clear a space in the back for the...delicate cargo. See you in a few."

    Switching off the comm abruptly, Salla unhooked her safety restraints and rose from the pilot's chair before making her way towards the cargo bay.

    TAG: Sinre


    IC: Han Solo
    Aboard the Millennium Falcon, Kessel

    The Falcon shook once again as a missile barrage bounced off their shields and exploded somewhere off to starboard, initiating a Wookiee howl from the co-pilot's station as Chewie slammed his fist into the console with frustration.

    "Watch it, will ya?!" Han shouted through clenched teeth as he fought to keep the freighter steady. "We have plenty of repairs to make so as it is without you adding to the total!" Removing one hand from the yoke, he wagged his finger menacingly in the Wook's face before indicating the controls in front of him. "Make yourself useful and keep an eye out for anymore of those missiles. Looks like our Mando friend ain't doing his job, otherwise we'd already be down on the surface."

    "Come on, Solo!" the gruff voice broke over the comm right on cue. "Your score is dropping by the minute."

    "Not my fault, pal!" Han shouted into the headset as he took the Falcon through another series of stomach-churning maneuvers to shake off another round of missiles. "If you would've kept your end of the deal, I wouldn't be up here playing hide and seek with these missiles! You better get your act together or this is gonna be one short partnership!"

    The comm fell eerily silent and for a long moment, Han thought he was rid of that Mando slime when two distinct explosions blossomed brilliantly against the darkened horizon. At first, he thought he was seeing things, but one glance at the sensors indicated that it was indeed real. Nakir had just gone ahead and blown up t/>
  2. Jedi Gunny Yahtzee Host

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    IC: Commander Bilt

    Bilt watched as Thryta bravely blew up the engine and sped away, the fighters that had been on his tail destroyed in the explosion. His wingmate was quite talented; if he only had more social skills. Bilt shook his head a little; Thryta was never engaged in conversation with the others in the squadron except during combat; it had been somewhat of a thing to do for the other members to always try to get him to join the group and participate in conversations over meals, but Thryta had never done such a thing. Oh well, there's always something to work on Bilt thought to himself as he started to chase a TIE-Ugly that had just come into his scopes.

    The pilot fo the enemy craft, when they saw Bilt closing in, tried to do a fish-tail, swinging the craft around wildly. Bilt rolled his eyes; it was obviously a rookie pilot in there who didn't have a clue on how to defend against a veteran pilot like himself, and thus panicked enough to shake the craft heavily without even being hit. Bilt watched as the pilot swung the craft again, only to snap off one of the engine nacelles from the Y-Wing scrap parts, causing the ship to lean over to the side. Casually, Bilt put a shot right into the other engine, killing the power and causing a small explosion on the back of the enemy craft. Now that the enemy was stuck in spce with no way out, Bilt left the pilot sit there, being chivalrous enough to not shoot a defenseless enemy.

    As he turned around, Bilt could see the majority of his squadron engaged with enemy fighters, with shots of red from their X-Wings sharing air space with the same-colored bursts from the enemy fighters. They appeared to be gaining the upper hand on the wave of enemy fighters, so Bilt comm'd into Captain Sark Tokins aboard the Doneeta to ask about the status of the battle and the next set of instructions for Snapper Squadron.

    TAG: Sinre, MM
  3. Zandoran_Celix Jedi Grand Master

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    Feb 16, 2005
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    Nakir Tal'Orar
    Slave I, Kessel

    Nakir was waiting for a response from Solo when his voice came back over the comm.

    "How 'bout firing at anything that moves down there. How's that? And maybe we can take out some of those big cannons in the process. That should make things a little easier."

    Nakir cursed in three languages as Solo flew off.

    YOU CRAZY BASTARD! You'll kill everyone in the mines!

    Nakir slammed on the accelerator, zooming forward with as much power as the ship could handle.

    Solo! I've got an idea, but you gotta trust me. I'm going to land, keep the bad boys at bay, then I'll take those E-Webs out. Then you can join me. If we kill the people in the mines, We don't get paid and then we gotta fight our way post those capitals ships. Me? I'd rather get my payday, wouldn't you?

    Nakir knew that appealing to Solo by mentioning the money was the only way he would listen to the Mando. Solo had had his share of run ins with Boba Fett in the past, this meant he wold associate all Mandos with Fett. This made working with him hard, but Nakir was sure he could win the Corellian Smuggler over by keeping him alive.


    TAG: Han Solo
  4. Sinrebirth SWC and EUC Forum Moderator

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    IC: Supreme Prophet Kya
    Docked with the Red Spirit, Velmor System

    I just need to clear a space in the back for the...delicate cargo. See you in a few." Kya nodded to himself, and checked over his uniform once more. No sparkly Prophet clothes, of course. And certainly his face wouldn't be recognisable - he was the Supreme Prophet of the Dark Side. He wasn't Kadann, he wasn't one to advertise his identity. Nobody knew who the Supreme Prophet was.

    They would shortly. When he was Emperor.

    With a smile, he headed to the airlock, his six pirate-costumed Stormtroopers holding the case of baradium. Tapping the comlink, Kya spoke. "We're ready, Salla."

    ---
    Out-system, Insipid, bridge

    "It all depends upon what the orders would be," came Kev-Mas-Colcha, intimidating in his Shadow Guard armour. His Gladiator-class Star Destroyer was shorter than the Insipid, but had a larger presence for the bulk. Both had a matte-black hull, making them difficult to detect. But, even if the Deathbringer was shorter, it was a more useful ship - more soldiers, more fighters. In a fight, the Insipid would probably win -

    Captain Kline shook off that thought. He had signed up to join the Pentastar Alignment, not the Sith Empire, sure, but he had his orders. The Captain cleared his voice. "My Lord, the Supreme Prophet has judged that the Sith Empire requires control of Garos IV. He has created a plan to secure the system. I am forwarding the defence grid details to you... now." He flicked a hand at an officer, who did so.

    "The planet is protected by two Carrack-class cruisers and a Strike-class cruiser. Seven squadrons on the planet, two with the task force. Planetary shield generators concealed in the main military/government building. The Supreme Prophet would like the Deathbringer to attack the planet, while he smuggles a weapon into the main building. With that done, the Insipid will jump in, and capture the system once that's done."

    "Any questions, my Lord?"


    TAG: HanSolo29, Kev-Mas-Colcha
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    IC: Lorelei Kya
    Aboard the Doneeta, Battle of Kessel

    The Gladiator took the missiles in its engine section, the explosion removing the TIEs on Thryta Melagan
    's tail. The Destroyers shields, taxed by the Doneeta and Savior, were activate haphazardly, and reactivated to contain the explosion, shredding the warship. The remaining fighters were suddenly overwhelmed, Snapper Squadron having taken them out with, it was evident, two losses - an incredibly lucky battle. Lorelei Kya nodded to herself, pleased.

    "Form up, Snappers. Report your losses." She paid some attention to them while she opened another channel to Tokins. "Captain Tokins? How are things?" The Doneeta had taken the brunt of the short-lived starfighter strafings, but was designed to be sturdy, so no harm had been particularly done, as far as Lorelei could see.

    Tokins voice came across the Alliance channels. "Alliance task force, we've secured orbit. I need Snapper Squadron to support Nakir and Solo. Half the squadron staying in orbit, the other half down. Bilt, Melagan, Kya, with the down-team. Go." Lorelei nodded, and snapped out over her comm. channels.

    "You heard the Captain, Snappers. Down we go. I hope everyone remembered their blasters!" Doneeta, for its part, rolled towards the Savior. Tokins hailed the ship.

    "Captain Corbec, I need some med-teams deployed to the ship. The Empire or Sith might take advantage of this, so we need to be at full shape." On the bridge, Tokins moved to the ready room. "Corbec, I have something to discuss with your privately. Ready?"

    ---
    Kessel surface

    The E-webs began to shatter, their position ruined, and the slavers retreated into the mines. They would need dislodging on foot. A dozen slavers, it seemed, some fools, one or two
  5. Jedi Gunny Yahtzee Host

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    IC: Commander Bilt
    Above Kessel

    Bilt was preparing to go down to the planet below for the second stage of the mission. However, something nagged at him; his squadron had lost two pilots, meaning that new recruits would have to come in at a later time. Not that it was bad that they had to be newbies to the rigorous workload, but the fact that he had lost two squadmates, two friends. Sighing, he reported those lost in combat - Snappers 8 and 12. However, the mission was more important, so he had to swallow the lump in his throat and give orders to the rest of the squadron.

    "Thryta, you and Snappers 4, 6, 11 and I are going down to the surface. Everyone else, stay up here to guard against any counterattacks."

    "Got that, commander," Barny Elck said over the com. "We'll clean up any mess up here while you're gone."

    "Good to hear, Barny," Bilt said. "Everyone I mentioned, follow me. We're going in." With that, he turned his fighter and started the descne ttowards the planet, the other four Snappers following him.

    TAG: Kessel Participants
  6. Kev-Mas_Colcha Force Ghost

    Member Since:
    Dec 15, 2002
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    IC: Kev-Mas Colcha
    Unknown Location

    "Any questions, my Lord?", said Kline, and Kev-Mas then pondered about something.

    "Would there be the need of a ground assault?" asked Kev-Mas, "Should the need arise, my Shadow Stormtroopers are more than capable - and are indeed more capable than the average Stormtrooper. Regardless, I will prepare the Deathbringer for the jump to Garos IV."

    With that, he pointed to the console in front of his navigation officer, notioning for him to make the jump.


    TAG: Sinrebirth
  7. Zandoran_Celix Jedi Grand Master

    Member Since:
    Feb 16, 2005
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    Nakir Tal'Orar
    Slave I, Kessel

    Nakir watched as Solos mode of attack was affective. He watched as the slavers retreated, the front line shattered.

    Solo, I'm going in!

    Nakir landed Salve I and knew no one was going to attack. He emerged from the ship, his Black and Gold Beskar'gam reflected the harsh light. He didn't stand still though, quickly moving forward.

    He rushed headlong into the fray, drawing his bes'kad, he cut down one, then two men running away. Placing the Beskad back on his belt he moved forward again, drawing his dual DE-10's.

    It took several shots, but he took down a Gamorrean close at hand.

    He was silent, but deadly in his mission. He was in his element.


    TAG: BobaMatt, HanSolo29, anyone else involved in the assault.
  8. HanSolo29 Manager Emeritus + Official Star Wars Artist

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    IC: Salla Vivek
    Aboard the Red Spirit, Velmor System

    Rubbing her sweaty palms against the fabric of her jumpsuit, Salla took a step back and admired the work she had done clearing a spot for the 'special cargo.' She made sure there was plenty of space to go around in case things got bumpy on their journey. The last thing she wanted was to have this bomb go bouncing around the interior of the hold, only to strike some loose object and explode in a white brilliance. That would end things real quick and then there would be no room for a reward.

    Sighing, she brushed a strand of hair out of her eyes as the earpiece she wore crackled to life. There was a click on the other end before the voice of her contact filtered into her mind. "We're ready, Salla."

    Well, they certainly didn't waste any time. It was time to suck it up and get this over with. Not even bothering to return a response, Salla trudged through the remainder of junk littered throughout the hold and approached the airlock located within a small access chute. Out of memory, she began to type in the code to open the hatch but hesitated for a split second before the last number could be punched in. The weight of the situation suddenly bore down on her very being and she shuddered involuntarily. This could be a turning point in her life or it could lead to utter disaster.

    "Get a hold of yourself," she grumbled under her breath, forcing her teeth to clench together out of frustration, pain shooting up to her ears with the intensity of the action. She closed her eyes to allow some calm to ebb through her body before depressing the final button to complete the sequence. The door started to circulate open with a steady whine until finally she was face to face with the gang of pirates, the baradium case secured between them.

    "Welcome aboard the Red Spirit!" she called out with enthusiasm, setting her insecurities aside. "If you'll follow me, I'll show you where you can put that bad boy to rest." She waved casually at the casement as she whirled on her heel to head back toward the hold.

    TAG: Sinre


    IC: Han Solo
    Aboard the Millennium Falcon, Kessel

    Solo released a loud whoop of excitement as the slavers began to scatter and retreat back into the mines, the onslaught of the Falcon too much for them to bare. "Not bad, huh, pal?!" he turned to his Wookiee co-pilot with a cocky grin stretched over his features. "That'll teach 'em to mess with me."

    The Wook unleashed a roar that threatened to rattle Han's brains as he voiced his own words of encouragement. Tilting his head to the side, he pointed with a shaggy arm towards the mottled surface coming up under them before tracing a line to the Slave I as the Mando brought the ship in for a landing.

    "Looks like our iron-clad friend finally managed to do something right," Han surmised as he reclined back, starting to bring the Falcon around for her own landing. "Knocked out half of those guns and the rest seem to be retreating." He blew out a low whistle. "Pretty good, huh? But let's see how he holds up on the surface." He paused, a reminder of the not so distant past sparking to life in his mind. "Remember that princess? Rescue operations are my specialty. Bet he can't pull that off."

    A devilish grin found its way onto his features as he looped the freighter around the complex one final time before settling the old freighter down behind a couple of jagged rock formations. Of course, it had been years since that fateful day aboard the Death Star, but it never left his memory. In a lot of ways, it was the same kind of thing except instead of rescuing a princess, his goal was to free a bunch of Rebel slaves. But it would lead to the same results. The Alliance was rich; they'd pay well.

    "Stay here," he ordered his co-pilot, throwing off his flight gloves as he rose from the pilot's station. "I'll probably be coming in hot, so be ready. If we're lucky, maybe we'll get a chance to go back for another round." The Wookiee ack/>
  9. Sarge221 Force Ghost

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    Sep 9, 2006
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    IC: Captain Tolin Corbec
    Battle of Kessel


    It was when the Gladiator broke apart did Tolin finally find himself relaxing. The fight for Kessel was a bit more difficult then one would probably like but they managed to come out on top in the end without losing either the Savior or the Doneeta, the latter which - while having gotten scarred - was still in fighting shape.

    "Captain Corbec, I need some med-teams deployed to the ship. The Empire or Sith might take advantage of this, so we need to be at full shape."

    "We'll have some loaded up in our shuttle and sent right away," Corbec replied, nodding his head to one of the members of his bridge crew as a sign of command to get that order done.

    "Corbec, I have something to discuss with your privately. Ready?"

    Thinking that the med teams would've been the end of it, Tolin looked back up at Tokins, blinking a bit at the thought of what the other officer would want to speak to him about.

    "One moment." Looking at his communications officer, Tolin spoke an order as he moved out of the bridge. "Transfer transmission to the ready room. And have the Savior ready to take the prisoners to our care." It was only when he was at the ready room, Tokins' transmission being rerouted there, that he finally said, "Ready."

    TAG: Sinrebirth
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  11. Sinrebirth SWC and EUC Forum Moderator

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    IC: Sark Tokins
    The Doneeta ready room

    "Ready."

    Captain Sark Tokins nodded to the man, producing a datapad. "Captain Corbec, I have been receiving worrying information from the Garos and Velmor systems. Alliance Intelligence has been picking up the deployment of Sith assets in the Neutral Regions - we've been expecting this since the Third Battle of Endor cost us most of our territory outside the Outer Rim..." Tokins let it sink in just how serious things were at the moment.

    It was true, that since the return of Lord Shadowspawn the Rebellion had failed to win a major victory.

    "The Kessel mission may net us extra soldiers, but its not enough to see us triumph. If the Sith are up to something at Velmor, then Korriban may be open for a strike. With the Sith fleet routed from Byss, and Declann's clone running around in the Core near Kuat, a Sith movement into the Neutral Regions is going to expose them to a strike. I need intel from Korriban - so we can make a decision to either supplant the Sith or use them against the Empire."

    "Comments?" Sark wasn't making it an option. If anything, it appeared that his supplanting of the position of Supreme Commander had gone to his head...

    --
    Kessel mines

    Nakir led the two-man charge, the Falcon spitting potshots at the surviving remnants of the Kessel Defence Force - a few TIE fighters, mainly. Five Snappers led by Bilt dusted them relatively easily, and Chewbacca roared at them to hurry up and support Han and the Mandalorian.

    They were already into the mines, blaster fire still singing out. There were a dozen Zabrak mercs remaining, and a pair of Gamorreon guards. All of a sudden a sniper shot sang out from the haze, catching Nakir in the seam in his armour between the thigh and knee, sending him clattering to the ground. A motley array of Alliance war prisoners were caught between the two forces, and those who had made attempts to flee had been ruthlessly cut down by said sniper - demonstrated when a Mon Calamari attempted to run the gauntlet and was shot through the neck.

    The rocky cave gave excellent cover, and even though the slavers had lost the entrance - two smouldering heaps that had been the E-web cannons and more than a dozen dead bodies - their fear of the sniper, Aurra Sing, was far beyond any remorse about death. Against the Alliance death was a possibility; against Aurra it was a given.

    Nakir thankfully dropped behind an outcropping, but that left Han Solo halfway into the tunnel with no support and over a dozen mercs to deal with. The two Gamorreons dumbly led the charge on his position, not too far from Nakir, who was holding his exploded knee and pinned down. His beskad was on the floor between the two, and the Gamorreons had vibroaxes with Han Solo's name on it.

    Bilt and the other four Snappers had to quickly land and rush into the tunnel to save Han, and still free the prisoners. For Aurra's part, she was picking out more targets. And, dutifully, she shot off Snapper Four's head, the Quarren flailing and then collapsing to the floor.


    TAG: Sarge221, JEDIGUNSHIP, HanSolo29
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    IC: Supreme Prophet Kya
    Aboard the Red Spirit, Velmor System

    "If you'll follow me, I'll show you where you can put that bad boy to rest."

    The six pirate-troopers began steering the bomb to the rear of the ship, and Kya walked beside Salla Vivek. "You come with the highest recommendation, Ms. Vivek. I trust everything is in order? We have a very narrow window to fulfill Contruum's contract, it looks - a Gladiator-class Star Destroyer has emerged in-system. A Sith raiding party, it looks - it's only one ship. We'll have to get in and out quickly - we'll still get paid irregardless..."

    Kya snorted. "We can leave Contruum to tangle with the Sith, if it comes to it."

    ---
    Aboard the Insipid, Velmor edge

    Captain Kline nodded. "It will be necessary, Captain Colcha
  12. Kev-Mas_Colcha Force Ghost

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    OOC: Its a Gladiator-class Star Destroyer, just so you know.

    IC: Kev-Mas Colcha
    Aboard the Deathbringer, en-route to - at Garos IV

    "Thank you, Captain Kline," replied Kev-Mas, ending the transmission.

    -

    Moments later, the Deathbringer arrived in system, and was greeted by the voice of his tactical/sensors officer.

    "Captain, we are being approached by a Strike-class cruiser and 2 squadrons of fighters, appears to be X-Wings."

    Kev-Mas almost laughed when he realized that his ship was more than capable of handling this threat. The Star Destroyer, which was modified extensively throughout its 20 year plus service time, was more than capable of handling a Victory-II, no more less than a Strike-class cruiser and a couple of X-Wing squadrons.

    "Fire a volley of torpedoes at that cruiser. Lieutenant Vihl, signal the Hunter and Destroyer Squadrons to launch."

    With that, the tactical/sensors officer nodded affirmatively, and input a few commands on the console nearby, sending a coordinated strike of advanced concussion missiles at the Strike-class cruiser, and the communications officer pressed the button to signal the alert in the hangar bay, of which the two squadrons of TIE Interceptors came out of, to engage the enemy.

    TAG: Sinrebirth
  13. Mister_Master Force Ghost

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    I didn't get a tag.:(:p

    IC: Thryta Melagan.

    Thryta landed his X-wing, and dived out of the cockpit, and behind a tower of rocks. Behind him he saw the rest of the Snappers land, and get out. He saw one Snapper go down with a shot to the head. Thryta swore under his breath. "Get down, or get shot." He yelled to Snappers 6, and 11.

    Thryta pulled out his pistol, and began firing. For a moment he hesitated when he saw the Zabrak Mercs. These were his brothers. When a blaster shot from one of them just barely missed him he changed his mind. Their minds were perverted, and they didn't deserve to live.

    He pulled his blaster around the side, and took to firing at anything that moved. In the corner of his vision he saw a rather large Gamorreon come rushing towards Solo. Thryta dropped his blaster, and jumped on one, pushing him to the ground, and towards the side of the cave.

    He pulled himself to his feet, and pulled his vibroswords off his back. He dared the Gamorreon to charge him. And to his expectations he did exactly that. Thryta rolled to the side, and brought his blade up slashing at his back. A small line of blood dripped out from where he cut him.

    Enraged the creature charged at him again. Thryta was a little slow to dodged out of the way again, and he got pushed to the ground in the creatures rage.

    Thryta wiped a little blood off his chin, and got back up. This time he charged at the beast. He jumped on its back, and raising both his swords stabbed it in the head. The swords squished against his brain killing the beast, and splattering blood onto Thryta's tunic.

    Tag: Kessel group.
  14. HanSolo29 Manager Emeritus + Official Star Wars Artist

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    IC: Salla Vivek
    Aboard the Red Spirit, Velmor System

    The leader of the pirate group, a grungy man whom Salla did not recognize, kept pace alongside her as they made their way down the access corridor towards the hold. The casement carrying the bomb was out in front of them, six pirate henchmen were guiding it with careful hands as they moved along. Salla made a point to keep a wary eye on their progress as the leader began to speak. It would be stupid to ignite the thing with the crew still on board, but with pirates, you could never be too careful.

    "You come with the highest recommendation, Ms. Vivek. I trust everything is in order?" the man questioned as they entered the hold and Salla self-consciously directed the henchmen to the spot she had cleared for the cargo. She paused for a moment to scrutinize the man with one raised eyebrow. "What you see is what you get," she said evenly. "Although, I'm curious as to who would provide you with such a generous recommendation."

    The man opted not to answer her question for the time being and continued on with his ramblings. But what he had to say this time set her a little more on edge. We have a very narrow window to fulfill Contruum's contract, it looks - a Guardian-class Star Destroyer has emerged in-system. A Sith raiding party, it looks - it's only one ship. We'll have to get in and out quickly - we'll still get paid irregardless..."

    "Sith?" she repeated with a bad taste in her mouth. She knew this job sounded too good to be true. She would've pulled out right then and there if the monetary reward at the end of this wasn't so generous. Sith or no Sith, she couldn't afford to turn down credits, especially since she was already scraping the bottom of the barrel to get by from day to day. "What do they want?"

    Again, the man bypassed her question, a habit she was quickly growing tired of. "We can leave Contruum to tangle with the Sith, if it comes to it."

    "Or maybe we'll get lucky and this package will blow them out of the sky too," she muttered under her breath as she knelt down beside the casement and began to secure it to the deck plates. "Take out two birds with one stone. Would I get paid extra for that?"

    She stood up, dusting her hands off on her coveralls. "Well, that does it. Everything's secure. I can head out as soon as you're ready."

    TAG: Sinre


    IC: Han Solo
    The Mines, Kessel

    Sending a two-man crew down into the mines had been a mistake. Not only was the place dark, musty and filled with everything imaginable from horror stories, including giant energy spiders, but they were now effectively pinned down against the craggy surface with nowhere to go. Slavers were coming at them from one direction, Alliance slaves were pinned in the middle of the whole mess and to top everything off, a sniper was hidden somewhere in the near darkness while taking potshots at anyone trying to escape. Nakir had already been dealt a crippling blow from said sniper and that left Han to face the oncoming rush of goons all by himself.

    He braced himself now, his breath mask fogging with condensation from his heavy breathing as the first wave of mercs surged forward. Two Gamorreans were at its head, their hulking bodies wobbling almost comically as they ran with vibroaxes held high in the air. Out of instinct, Han drew his blaster and lifted it in the direction of the pig men as they drew closer, drawing a line on the nearest one and firing.

    That proved to be an even bigger mistake.

    The shot merely bounced off what little armor the Gamorrean wore and prompted the beast to snort loudly in irritation. With a burst of speed Han never thought possible for their species, the pig man moved forward to intercept his prey with a downward sweep of his ax.

    Han gasped, staggered backward and turned to run, only to have his foot catch on the loose gravel of the cave floor and found himself tripping as a result. He was on the ground in the next instant and not taking any time for a respite, rolled to t/>
  15. Mister_Master Force Ghost

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    Oct 17, 2007
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    IC: Thryta Melagan

    The heat of battle beat within Thryta. He was breathing heavily, and a rage was surging through him. Battles did that to him. He was good in both space, and land. And either place he was a fearsome warrior.

    Just as the creature he was on top of went down he heard Solo cry out to him.

    "If you're d-done fooling around with your friend over there, mind giving me a h-hand? I could--ugh! I could use the help!"

    Thryta didn't even hesitate. He jumped off the creature, and charged at the beast. He jumped on his, and wrapped his arm around the pig-mans throat. With his other hand he reached up to the scabbards on his back to grab his sword. His hand only grasped air, and then he remembered. He left his swords in the other Gomorreans skull.

    Thrta wrapped his other hand around the Gomorreans throat, and began to squeeze. He could feel the creature choking underneath him. But not fast enough. Thryta was beginning to lose his grip.

    "Finish him, while I distract him." He yelled over the screaming of the Gomorrean. Thryta held on as best he could even with the creature going crazy, trying to get him off.

    TAG: Han, Kessel group.
  16. Jedi Gunny Yahtzee Host

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    IC: Commander Bilt
    Kessel

    As Bilt landed his ship, he could see that the other members of his squadron were already engaging the enemy. Unfortunately, he also had to watch as one of them got shot in the head and killed. That was three members he had lost; he had always prided himself in knowing that his crew was good, but the death toll was too large for him to bear. Yelling out fiercely, he grabbed one of his blasters and shot towards an advancing Zabrak mercenary, who dropped dead upon impact by the bolt of energy. Running over to a small rock, Bilt joined a group of pilots who were cowering behind the formation. One of them saluted. "Commander," the pilot said, "orders, sir."

    "We need to help out my remaining squadron members, and also aid anyone else on our side. Just make sure to stay low."

    "Sir, there's a sniper!" protested the pilot. "I want to live!"

    "Then be careful and watch your back," Bilt said. "Someone has to knock out the sniper, but I don't think you lot are the kind to do that. So, let's stick to the plan and help everyone out." Taking a look around the rock, he could see Thryta Melagan, his face covered in blood . . . not like you could really tell due to the Zabrak's red complexion, but Bilt had known the man for quite some time . . . rushing to aid another man. Then it came to Bilt that Han Solo himself was fighting on their side; it was amazing to watch the legend fighting in person. However, there was no time for pleasantries; Bilt knew that he had to get moving. Motioning for the pilots to follow him, he led them around the rock and towards the tunnel opening. One of the pilots yelled out in pain and fell to the ground, grasping his arm. Bilt looked back as the man was killed by a shot to the head. Making sure to look away quickly, Bilt and the other pilots made it to the tunnel entrance unscathed, gunning down another pair of mercenaries who charged them. Bilt watched as Thryta helped Solo out; he knew that he and the other Snappers would have to convene, and he wanted to see what would happen next.

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  17. HanSolo29 Manager Emeritus + Official Star Wars Artist

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    OOC: I hope I'm not overstepping my bounds with the treatment of the Gamorrean and if I am, I'll make the appropriate changes. :)

    IC: Han Solo
    The Mines, Kessel

    A sickening crunch issued from somewhere above him and in the next instant, the Gamorrean broke the lock they were in and staggered backward with a high-pitched shriek of surprise. It wasn't until Han propelled himself to the side and rolled out of the way of the vibroax that he noticed that the Zabrak was now riding the back of the Gamorrean and appeared to be the source of the pig man's distress. It hadn't taken the man long to react to the call for aide and even as Han regained his composure, the Zabrak's hands were wound tightly around the Gamorrean's thick throat in an effort to strangle the beast.

    "Finish him, while I distract him!" the man's voice echoed above the piercing shrieks of the frantic Gamorrean. The pig man was flopping about now, his ax whirling around his body in a clumsy display as he attempted to free himself of his current attacker. It was a critical mistake and one only someone as dumb as a Gamorrean would make. Never hesitating, Han took advantage of the opportunity.

    Rushing forward, Han recoiled once to avoid a sweeping pass of the ax before raising his own weapon into the air to execute the killing blow. With teeth clenched, he brought the sword down in a cleaving motion and connected solidly with the pig man's skull, producing a satisfying crunch as metal hit bone. A spasm shook the Gamorrean's body and he issued a blood-curdling scream before falling silent and toppling over backward onto the cavern floor.

    Han stood there, breathless, as he allowed the blade of the sword to drop harmlessly to the floor. "Well, that'll teach him a lesson," he remarked nonchalantly as he brought a hand up to wipe the sweat from his brow. He lifted his chin and allowed his gaze to rest on the Zabrak. "Thanks for the help, pal. But I ain't done yet. If I don't produce some slaves for your precious Alliance, I don't get paid. And in order to do that, we need to take out that sniper."

    TAG: Mister_Master, JEDIGUNSHIP, Kessel participants
  18. Mister_Master Force Ghost

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    IC: Thryta Melagan


    Thrya held on tighter when the creature started panicky, and wave his axe all over the place. Thryta could see why it wasn't the brightest creature in the galaxy. It was wasting its breath by trying to knock him off like that. When the creature screamed Thryta took that as a signal that Solo had struck. Before the creature fell Thryta jumped off its back, and ended in a roll. The creature hit the ground sending dust into the air.

    Thryta picked himself up, and ran over to make sure Solo was alright. He found him standing in front of the creature, and breathing heavily.

    "Thanks for the help, pal. But I ain't done yet. If I don't produce some slaves for your precious Alliance, I don't get paid. And in order to do that, we need to take out that sniper."

    Thryta nodded to him, acknowledging his thanks. "If we knew where he was, then one of us might be able to sneak up on him and take him out. I think if one of us creates a distraction the other can sneak up on him while he is busy with the diversion, and the other can overpower him."


    TAG: Solo, Bilt, other.
  19. Jedi Gunny Yahtzee Host

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    IC: Commander Bilt
    Kessel

    "If we knew where he was, then one of us might be able to sneak up on him and take him out. I think if one of us creates a distraction the other can sneak up on him while he is busy with the diversion, and the other can overpower him." Thryta said to Solo. Bilt rolled his eyes a little; his wingmate made finding the sniper sound easy. "Thryta," he said, "that's easier said than done. First off, we don't even knwo where the sniper is. Second, we don't know how good they are. A good sniper won't give away their position. What we need to do is get them out in the open."

    At this moment, one of the pilots behind him pointed to something. Bilt wheeled around to see three Alliance prisoners running for their lives, being chased by guards. Bilt turned to Thryta. "I'll handle this. You get the sniper." With that, he grabbed another blaster and pointed it at one of the mercenaries who was taking aim at the prisoners. A quick blast of light downed the enemy soldier. "Go!" Bilt shouted to Thryta and Solo as he charged the remaining mercenaries, the other pilots in tow.

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  20. HanSolo29 Manager Emeritus + Official Star Wars Artist

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    IC: Han Solo
    The Mines, Kessel

    The Zabrak offered a reply, one Han was willing to go along with until another man, an Alliance pilot of some sort, decided to interject and provide his own commentary. Han took the opportunity to distance himself from the two men, taking a step back and rolling his eyes out of annoyance as they spoke. This was the very reason why he never liked being a part of the whole and preferred to do things by himself. Nothing ever got decided and once everyone finally agreed on a plan, it was always too late. But then again, what did he care? They were only a ragtag group of rebels and he owed them nothing.

    "Thryta," the pilot was saying. "That's easier said than done. First off, we don't even know where the sniper is. Second, we don't know how good they are. A good sniper won't give away their position. What we need to do is get them out in the open."

    Then again, these guys would get themselves killed without his expertise.

    Blowing out his breath in an overly-dramatic sigh to draw their attention, Han pushed his way between them. "Alright, two things," he offered, holding up his hand to count down on his fingers. "First of all, your horned friend here already laid that plan out to us. If you want to give anyone credit, it goes to him. Secondly," he paused to flash them a wicked smile. "You obviously don't know me and I can handle these guys no problem - sniper or no sniper. Why don't you boys sit back and watch a professional at work, huh?"

    Turning away to get to work, a flash of light suddenly erupted from the far end of the cavern before three figures started to dart in their direction. Han squinted and brought his arm up to shield his eyes from the explosion. But even at this distance, he could see that they were Alliance prisoners and they had a slew of mercenary and slaver scum on their tails as they made a frantic dash for the exit. So much for his plan and as if things couldn't get any worse, he heard a sudden battle cry rise above the steady hum of blaster fire.

    "I'll handle this. You get the sniper. Go!"

    "Wait! No--!" he started to protest but quickly realized it was no use. The cavern had turned into absolute chaos and there was very little he could do to stop it. Deciding he had no other choice but to join in with the fray, Han brought his DL-44 into position and began firing at the running shapes of the mercenaries, all the while keeping a close eye on the cavern walls for the sniper to strike.

    TAG: Mister_Master, JEDIGUNSHIP, Sinre, Kessel group
  21. Sinrebirth SWC and EUC Forum Moderator

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    IC: Aurra Sing
    Kessel mines

    The situation was becoming even more difficult to maintain. A trio of Alliance prisoners were making a dash for the cave exit, and the mercs were chasing them. The Alliance soldiers were advancing forwards, firing bolts at the mercs, and the entire group were running towards each other, but Aurra noted that she was almost out of mercs, with two, maybe three, holding the slaves back with some difficulty.

    Hissing, Aurra fired a few sniper bursts at the Alliance pilots, incredibly easy to target in that garish orange, downing one more - a beautiful shot through the eye of Snapper 11, and then leaped into the fray, tugging a crimson lightsaber from her belt and activating it. She landed between her mercenaries and the prisoners, and deflected a pair of shots in a moment back at the Alliance group.

    Han Solo had the side of his head clipped by a bolt, and Snapper Six took the next in the shoulder, spinning him around. Then she launched forward, for the three prisoners, for Thryta, for Bilt, for Han, and for Nakir.

    This is going to be easy!

    --
    The Doneeta ready room

    "Ready."

    Captain Sark Tokins nodded to the man, producing a datapad. "Captain Corbec, I have been receiving worrying information from the Garos and Velmor systems. Alliance Intelligence has been picking up the deployment of Sith assets in the Neutral Regions - we've been expecting this since the Third Battle of Endor cost us most of our territory outside the Outer Rim..." Tokins let it sink in just how serious things were at the moment.

    It was true, that since the return of Lord Shadowspawn the Rebellion had failed to win a major victory.

    "The Kessel mission may net us extra soldiers, but its not enough to see us triumph. If the Sith are up to something at Velmor, then Korriban may be open for a strike. With the Sith fleet routed from Byss, and Declann's clone running around in the Core near Kuat, a Sith movement into the Neutral Regions is going to expose them to a strike. I need intel from Korriban - so we can make a decision to either supplant the Sith or use them against the Empire."

    "Comments?" Sark wasn't making it an option. If anything, it appeared that his supplanting of the position of Supreme Commander had gone to his head...


    TAG: Sarge221, HanSolo29, Zandoran_Celix, Mister_Master, JEDIGUNSHIP
    ---
    IC: A'Sharad Hett
    XoXaan's tomb, Valley of the Golg, Korriban

    A'Sharad Hett felt the Force stir. It hadn't stirred for years, he reflected. It was as if someone had put a foot wrong in the tide, and had sent a shockwave through the very heart of Korriban. Hett didn't know about the Sith Empire currently occupying the Valley of the Dark Lords. The miasma of the dark side had engulfed them, concealing them from his black sight.

    Hett stood, not saying anything, but looking in the direction of the disturbance. The Sith Holocron of XoXaan thrashed, her nails cutting through the air as she too detected what he had. "Acolyte, you sense a Jedi on Korriban."

    "A Jedi?" Hett ignored XoXaan's reference to him as a Sith acolyte. He was not. All he was doing was spending a few years learning power to destroy the Emperor and Darth Vader once and for all. He unconsciously brought his flesh hand to his throat, reminiscing. He would not fail. He couldn't fail in his vengeance again.

    "Yesssss..." XoXaan crowed, the hologram - or spirit, as the dark side energies of Korriban had made it into something entirely different to a device many eons ago - emitting a cackle. "Not just an acolyte. A man on the edge of the darkness... a rogue. Another Jedi for me to make into a Sith...?" Hett found he had his lightsabers in his hands, and knew why he did - he could not allow XoXaan to corrupt anyone else. He had to find this newcomer, and kill them.

    He placed his blades back on his belt, and made his way through the Valley.

    ---
    Elsewhere

    The ship had landed. Crash landed, that was
  22. Mister_Master Force Ghost

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    IC: Thryta Melagan


    Thryta wanted to yell at the two as they ran off into the fray. At this point they were in the direct line of sight of the sniper. If he was good enough then they were easy targets. When he said they needed a distraction he didn't mean one of them should run out there blindly.

    Thryta ran over to the Gommorian he killed, and pulled his swords out of its skull. A thin line of blood trailed off of the blades. Thryta prepared to run out into the open to take out a merc, when he saw the sniper jump out of hiding. He was surprised to see that it was a she, and not a he. He was also surprised to see that it was Aurra Sing, and that she had a lightsaber.

    Thryta changed direction, and charged at Aurra, instead of the mercs. He appeared to be the only one that wasn't using blasters, and he was probably the only one here that had the skill to fight her.

    Thryta stopped in front of her, and scowled at her. "Where do you think you're going? You have two snappers to account for." Thryta lunged at her with his right blade, and then came at her with his left.


    Tag: Gunny, Solo, Sinre
  23. Zandoran_Celix Jedi Grand Master

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    Feb 16, 2005
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    Nakir Tal'Orar
    Kessel

    He was wounded, and he was not happy. His knee was a mess, but he could stand on it. The pain was beyond anything he had experienced. Cartilage and tendons were gone. Bone grinded against bone.

    Aurra Sing came rushing forward and he watched as a man entered into the fray against her.

    Nakir was in no condition to fight her, and he had heard stories that she was Force Sensitive, meaning she was out of his league, at least for now.

    His Dual DE-10 Blaster Pistols had fallen amongst the chaos, as had his beskad.

    Across his back he had his DX-R6. He drew it and slid to the ground. Aurra had her back turned to him. Making her a perfect target.

    He steadied his aim and waited for the perfect shot during her duel with the new guy.


    TAG: Thyrta, Sinre, Others
  24. Jedi Gunny Yahtzee Host

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    IC: Commander Bilt
    Kessel

    Bilt fired another pair of shots at the incoming mercenaries, hitting one in the arm and narrowly missing another. There seemed to be less of the enemies in the cave, and the three prisoners were almost out of the cave. The three pilots behind him kept on firing, their accuracy poor; Bilt knew that he should not have trusted them to stand almost right behind him. He had to duck an incoming shot from one of them, who had gotten confused and accidentally pulled the trigger right at the Commander. Giving the man a look, Bilt turned back around and downed another merc with an injury shot to the leg. There would be some enemies who they would have to spare for information.

    Hearing Thryta over the din of the battle, Bilt swung around to see his wingmate staring down Aurra Sing, who had a lightsaber in hand. thryta had a pair of vibroblades, with the intent to kill the enemy and make up for the deaths of several Snapper Squadron members. Then it came to him; she was the sniper! Although it had been relatively easy to get her out of hiding, Thryta was up all alone - or was he? Then, Bilt noticed that Nakir Tal-Orar was standing right behind Sing, a DX-R6 aimed straight at her back. However, was there enough to keep her at bay until the operation was completed? Bilt wasn't so sure.

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  25. Kahn_Iceay Force Ghost

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    Mar 5, 2006
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    Vincent Mikaru I

    Vincent stared out to the barren wastes of Korriban. He had lost track of time, he knew it had been weeks since Yavin, how many weeks he didn't know. After he'd killed that woman chasing him through the forests of the world he'd escaped. His plan succeeded, and failed. He'd managed to escape with his prize, but he didn't kill the Prophet, or disable his ship. And he'd spent at least a week in deep space avoiding being tracked.

    Following that, he'd spent some time gathering resources, he wasn't sure how long he spent, but he knew he had what he believed he needed. He'd called in requests to his family, to gather some supplies necessary for the mission he was going to take. He'd managed to get a more advanced set of armor, than his previous mission. While not any better at protection, it was much more stealthy, and he'd need that. He'd also got a combat vest, to carry ammunition for the Type-864 rifle. He knew he'd be going up against lightsaber users, and so, he'd selected a slugthrower, a weapon that they could not deflect with the same ease as a blaster. The grenade launcher was just icing on the proverbial cake.

    Vincent slid the weapons accompanying goggles on and activated the infrared function of the scope. Nothing. Nightvision came next, that made seeing easier. Night had settled on Korriban and Vincent didn't trust the Force, not as much as it swirled here, to be his only sight in the dark. So he swept the field of view with the rifle, able to see for maybe a kilometer clearly, that was the rifles scope's range. He couldn't see anything, alive that is, but something nagged at him in the Force, but then again the whole planet nagged at him in the Force. He activated the small mission recorder in his helmet, he wanted there to be a record of this, should he succeed or fail.

    ?This is, Ivory Dagger, commencing operation 'End of an Error'.? the name for himself was chosen to keep himself in Anonymity, and a reference to his white hair. The name of the mission, end of an error, well it was a jab at two things, the end of an era, an era of inaction from the jedi, even if he wasn't one anymore. ?I have landed on Korriban, and will now make my way to Dreshdae, from there, I hope to find a way to where the Sith are housed, One man against the tide. One pillar in the dark.? Vincent cut the audio recorder and switched it to the holocam mounted on his helmet, slide the visor down over his goggles, and made his way out into the wastes of Korriban.

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