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It took Tres several moments to puzzle out what the Agent had yelled out. The surrounding noises were simply too loud and overpowering compared to the organic's voice and his shout had gotten mangled. Eventually however, the Goliath had managed to pierce together what had likely been said with...

Tres was taken aback when its initial efforts to eliminate the speeder failed, the bolts narrowly missing their target. Thankfully it was only a minor error, and one easily corrected. A minor adjustment of its inner reticule and the job was finished with a few more carefully placed bolts. With...

Tres had been in sleep mode for the entirety of the time, effectively safe-moding the wait away. It had no cause to worry whatsoever, its internal database assured it of its own worth and exemption from this decimation. It wasn't even a part of this platoon, a constantly rotating asset, and was...

The sudden shout of alarm drew Tres's attention immediately, and the huge droid pivoted towards the sound. It realized the situation quickly enough, tallying up the number of already slain guards and realizing that such numbers couldn't have been all of them. They had also been standing out in...

Why had the Acolyte decided to use its commlink? Tres was right beside him up on the walkway, maybe only a meter or so away from him at most. True, the big droid had needed to go about it a different way, actually using the stairs for instance rather than clambering up. It was even hunkered down...

Tres followed the agent as best it could, though the building wasn't made for its bulk. At some points the droid had to smash its way through the small spaces and hunker down to not scrape against the ceiling. Thankfully the doors and building structure gave way with a minimal application of...

"UNIT TRES ETA 30 SECONDS", the droid blared through the commlink, full blast. Unfortunately for the other soldiers, the hulking war droid still had yet to learn of the inner volume dial in its subsystems. Tres had been near by, literally about to be dropped off by the drop ship when the...

Tres smashed into the metal catwalk with a screech of metal, its bulk crushing the tiny handrailing. The droid recoiled from the precarious landing, nearly loosing its footing as it almost bounced off. its free hand wrapped around one of the ruptured metal railings and hauled it up to safety...

Tres scanned the area carefully as it stepped forward, retracing its own path back towards the Sith. According to its HUD all the guards had been defeated, that it could see at least. The plan had appeared to work perfectly, the guards quickly falling once the Sith assets had gotten close...

If Tres could've scowled, it would've when the blaster bolts pinged into it. Though it hadn't been actually damaged yet, its combat capabilities were being steadily reduced as its armor was depleted. Unfortunately it couldn't, so it settled for the next best thing, realigning its inner cursor...

Tres did indeed take point, barreling into the crowds of initial security like a tank. Several people were trampled underfoot, others smashed aside by its heavy mechanical limbs. Those that remained were picked off with precision shots from its left arm. Overall, the first stage of the plan was...

Unit Tres stood up as the ship touched down, effortlessly pulling free from the cargo straps securing it down. It sensors said they had arrived, and so it was time to get on with it. Tres ran a quick systems check for any abnormalities as the ramp lowered, a final test before combat. Everything...