Battle on Brentaal IV (Skirmish #1)

[Gaja]

It would indeed show very quickly who had the advantage in this one. The 600 pound muscle bound monster or his fearless opponent. One had to give it Sair though, he had cohones the size of coconuts for stepping up like he did! The two separated themselves just a little bit from Tammy and Atniir, with Sair facing the shooting with his back while Kajiko had a slightly better view of what was going on. He didn't focus on it though, they each had a battle of their own to win. And both the Stormtrooper and the Kushari were about to test their mettle against each other.

It would appear that Sair would make the first move, spring forward with impressive speed and throwing a feint before a low kick that actually landed against Kajiko's thigh before the human attempted a right straight aimed at Kajiko's nose. What he didn't account for were two things, range and reflex. First of being much taller and longer had its benefits in that Kajiko could hit Sair from places where Sair couldn't hit Kajiko. But in a way the opposite applied as well, now that Sair was within striking distance Kajiko knew where he would be as there really was only one way to go in this narrow hall and that was straight forward.

So with brilliant timing the behemoth that was Kajiko lunged forward with a right knee out of hell, aimed directly at Sair's solar plexus as he used his left hand as a shield against Sair's right, though it was really the benefit of the technique that saved him the swollen or perhaps even broken nose. What mattered though was that he knew where Sair was as he threw the punch after the low kick so he had nowhere to run as the knee from the 600 pound tiger made its way towards him.

That wasn't all however! Upon landing the vicious strike Sair's body had no where to go but forward due to the impact and Kajiko would take advantage of that! He'd go forward with a guilotine choke from hell, wrapping his massive right hand around Sair's neck and squizing with incredible force. What was even worse was the fact that he'd elevate his body by posturing up to add even more pressure to the choke which if it landed, and it quite often did even against other fellow Kushari, it would put the Imperial soldier out of the fight in about a second or so regardless of his toughness, for when the brain gets no oxygen you go out. It was as simple as that...

 

[TheLastLine]

Atniir had no reason to hide behind cover other than the vain chance that the enemy had some exotic weaponry that could impact on his high quality Beskar. The reality is that not even a Jedi’s blade could penetrate Ori'ramikade armour.

The situation however ushered restraint, a natural restraint, beaten into him at a young age, for one never knows what could occur. However this restraint was mixed with the impulse and drive to go forwards, for that was the role of the Ori'ramikade, to be at the forefront of the battle, not exchanging fire with inferior Republic forces holding on to dear life but to be the steel tip of the whip.

Atniir knew in his heart and in his mind that the foe was not dead, merely hiding. He knew this because once a sig round penetrated armour the highly pressured round would force blood and perhaps organs out of the cavity it created and for a moment the air would linger with blood.

His slow accurate shots were very skilled for one reason, it was that his Traycn'burenaar "Firestorm" Repeater was a full auto weapon that he had modified to be semi, so he could take precision shots (although it was not designed for such accurate shooting and therefore it was more impressive).

Now in this relatively rare situation he felt as if full auto (overkill) was the call of the day. He prepared his replacement sig gas canister for he was willing to put the eighty or so rounds that remained into the terminal instead of the 15 or so he did last time, at a higher rate.

Firstly he ran eight meters from cover to durasteel create and took cover once more. The terminal which dominated the entrance to the command centre plainly in sight, the peripheries of it in sight as well, so when or if she was smart enough to flee she would be struck down as he would effortlessly guide his repeating rifle onto her position.

Atniir had trained all his life with the Traycn’burenaar and this would yet be another example of his mastery of the weapon as the high rate of fire was easily manevoured and all the rounds he shot flew into the terminal. He waited for the sight of blood, for the screams, or for the retreat as the adrenaline pumped through his veins in his rare anticipation for the kill.

 

[Radiwalker]

Usually when someone performs a right punch, one transfers one's body weight to the frontal left leg, so as to give more power to the shot. However, that might prove as a weakness as it would be easy for the opponent to unbalance the attacker with a quick counter-attack. Unfortunately for Kajiko, this was not the situation.

Sair had performed a right hand punch, but he had not transferred his weight to his front leg, as he could not possibly do that, for that leg had barely just returned from a low kick, when the punch was being swung out. Another thing, in the corporal's favor, was the fact that his leg had just tapped the ground, when he felt the giant kitty's hand block his own. In that instant he knew that a counterattack was coming.

The stortrooper saw the upcoming knee and felt it a moment later. He had no time to react and no way to block the knee, that hit his stomach with a large force, even though the armor took most of the impact, Sair still exhaled most of his breath and felt a strong pain inside his stomach, he knew that wouldn't do him good. Furthermore, the mass and power of the overgrown opponent were more than enough to shoot the corporal backwards, but that broke his concentration for only a brief moment.

He quickly used his extended right hand, that had been deflected to the side, missing it's target, to instead grab hold of the opponent's left upper arm, which stopped his backward flight and was going to help him pull himself to the side, when he saw Kajiko's other hand shoot out towards him. The stormtrooper was able to react quickly this time and managed to use his free hand to deflect the incoming furry one to his outer side. He then quickly twisted his hand around and grabbed hold of the deflected hand, using it to help him perform his intended maneuver from earlier and push himself to the side.

The situation had become complicated. Sair was floating in the air, holding onto Kajiko's shoulder, having let go of the hand of his opponent, which was extended, while Kajiko's left one had been previously used to block a punch. In that very moment, the corporal came close to the wall. He quickly placed his left foot on it and a smile grew on his face. Everything was happened for split seconds, but in Sair's mind it was like minutes. He pushed off of the wall and extended his right foot aiming to kick his opponent in the exposed head.

The stormtrooper's hopes were that Kajiko's attacks and clear advantage would make him feel confident enough to be fooled into leaving his head exposed for just a split moment, which was all he needed to land that kick. Of course, he couldn't let everything rely on one kick, so while his right leg extended, his left leg quickly changed it's position to bent underneath the right leg. The battle was revolving quickly. Quicker than Sair had first thought and if his plan worked out, he would come out on top, soon enough.

 

[Galavant]

Tammany really started to wish that Kajiko hadn't gone off to go play cat and mouse with the Imperial as the Mandalorian opened fire. She'd heard him moving to the center console (as brilliant as Beskar for a lot of things, walking softly wasn't one of them) and braced her to move, but the Mandalorian was quick and was opening fire before she had a chance to run. As things were she didn't really like her options, but retreating from the terminal seemed like the better of the two. Running there was always the chance you could get hit yeah, but staying behind the nearly destroyed terminal was just asking to get turned into something you might see in a Wookiee butcher's shop.

As she started to stand she threw her K8 Pistol at the Mandalorian. She didn't seriously expect to injure him, but she wanted some sort of distraction before she started to sprint away to take his aim off a little. She ran as quickly as her legs would carry her towards the entrance on the opposite side of the room, even as the Mandalorian fired on her. She felt a sting sensation in her shoulder, and then leg and a few more across her body as well, but kept running. She didn't stop until she literally slammed in the corner between the wall and the entryway into the corridor. Like the entrance on the other side of the room this section was more reinforced than other areas, and she slumped down in the corner, grabbing her CER again.

As the adrenaline of the run started to leave it was replaced with pain. Looking at her leg she could see the armor had been punctured and she'd actually gotten hit. She was a little surprised that she hadn't noticed before but now that she had it seemed to hurt a lot worse. Her left shoulder had also taken a couple of rounds, but it didn't seem as bad as her leg, not that it was much consolidation as it sill hurt like hell. All over her armor there were little nicks and cuts were shots had glanced off or simply not gotten through. Checking her wounds, Tammany, was fairly confident she could still move and wouldn't bleed out anytime soon, the armor had at least prevented the round from tearing holes in her like they had the terminal.

She ripped off her face mask, which was useless with a giant running along the top. Tammany briefly considered what would have happened if whatever had made that cut had been a few inches lower, before shrugging it off. Now was not the time to be thinking about depressing what might have been's. as her dark brown hair cascaded downwards she briefly considered her options. Her gun wasn't going to puncture Beskar Armor. Period. She'd been shot, and wasn't in much of a condition to be going toe to toe with a Mandalorian either. No, weapons or strength were not going to be winning this fight for her. That left only one thing: her mind.

"What do you think you're doing you blistering idiot?" Tammany shouted in her best Imperial accent, channeling her pain into making her sound louder. Her best was more than likely far better than most other citizens in the Alliance, but that came from being born on Bastion and raised by two people who spoke with the stiffer Imperial accent in spite of any hardship it might of caused. It wasn't like the Mandalorians and the Imps had been working together very long, maybe she could convince him she was on his side. Maybe. "Did they forget to tell you metal clad morons that there were Imperial Operatives in this facility? Or do you not understand basic when you hear it? And please don't tell me you're foolish enough to think a random artillery shell uncovered a top secret Alliance facility on a planet as big as Brentaal or I might just shoot myself now, save for the fact that I would want to shoot you first for being so monumentally stupid."

 

[Gaja]

When someone held onto your shoulder like that they were either lucky, crazy or skilled and in one weird way or another Kajiko figured that with Sair all three things were involved to some extent. The man was braver that most humans Kajiko had stumbled upon and even despite the massive difference in their bodies the man attacked him ferociously! One could only respect that, but that was as far as it would go! He wouldn't allow the man one more thing anymore.

He figured he could get the Kushari in a flying armbar just like that? In that case he had another thing coming to him for as the man jumped and pulled himself in to the air as if he were in a movie Kajiko had one advantage in the matter, he knew where the little pipsqueak was and his left hand grabbed a hold of Sair's armor much like Sair did of his, effectively locking him in place enough so that he couldn't run away. And by doing so and pushing Sair further into the nearby wall with vicious force he disrupted his momentum just enough for the kick to miss and right then and there Sair would welcome an old friend.

Gravity.​

He would feel his body pulled down to the ground and 600 pounds of muscle pin him down and try to hold him down as some good old fashioned ground and pound followed. The first of hopefully many punches was a vicious hammer fist aimed straight at Sair's face, enough to bust up any human up...

 

[TheLastLine]

As the woman retreated out of sight he thought he could hear someone say something. However due to the distance he could not hear her too well although he swore he heard a posh Imperial accent… Strange; she was lucky she was alive, so he thought.

Battles are not won by the pen, but by the hand so as she removed herself from the line of fire he started to run down to the end of the corridor (at break neck speed) to apprehend the giant cat that fought with his ally.

It did not take so long to cover the ten or so meters separating the fighting pair and as he approached he stayed a steady four to five meters away in the other dimple behind the door entering the control room (and behind the window), his gun aimed at the two, ready to kill perhaps both if it came to it; he had respect for Sair but he was not a Mandalorian and the mission came before everything, but he had a feeling that Sair would finish the cat, before it could finish him.

Raising his rifle he looked down the sights and his gun constantly followed the marine ready for a precise shot (or a thick layer of shots if Sair was to be defeated).

 

[Radiwalker]

Sair felt the hard wall on his back, but he was not so foolish to let himself be taken by the pain. The moment the kushari had grabbed his armor, he had let go of the kitten's arm. He had both of his hands free when the impact came and he used them quickly. His right hand drew out one of his calf knives and as it was not honorable to use such a weapon in a boxing fight, Sair had no intention of using it to harm his opponent. Instead he pushed the knife into the wall to have something to hang onto, as he was somewhat high above the ground.

At the same time he used his left hand, which had previously not been engaged, to hit Kajiko, with great force, on the inside of his elbow, the part of the arm where it bent, which was also probably a weak spot in the armor, otherwise it would restrict movements. Thus forcing the large opponent to let go of the human and perhaps even have his arm bent. With that Sair would be left hanging onto his calf knife, but he had no intention of doing that forever. Rather it was just for a brief moment, so when the kushari let go of him, he would not crash land on the ground. The pain of the impact on the wall had passed away, no serious damage had been done, or at least so Sair thought.

In the next moment he let go of the calf knife and landed in a crouch. Being slightly to the side of his opponent, Sair used his landing by immediately placing one hand behind his back and shooting his right foot towards the side of his opponent aiming to kick him in the kidney, for not only was that a bad place to receive a hit, but also the armor there should not be as strong as the rest of it, for it would be restricting the movements of the one carrying it.

After that kick, the corporal would quickly retract his foot, only to launch his other one in a swooping attack, attempting to trip over the heavier opponent. Having that mass fall on the ground was a sight Sair would enjoy. Furthermore if the swooping attack was successful and the cat did fall on the ground, Sair would quickly jump on top of it, aiming a two punches for either side of Kajiko's head, or to be more specific, for his temples. Such hits, landing on the bare head of the opponent would surely knock him out. On top of that he should not be able to defend against them, if the swooping attack was successful, for they would come along with his fall on the ground.

Then again, if the tripping attack failed, the corporal would simply stand up with a few quick backward steps, creating some distance between himself and his opponent, readying himself for another clash of power.

 

[Gaja]

The little human really thought it would be that easy and simple to fight a Kushari. He figured the giant had used all his power until this point against a child? He thought a hit to the elbow in mid air was all it took to have Kajiko let go of you? This was not kinder garden time fellas and the furred giant made it perfectly clear as he further gripped Sair's armor and with vicious force proceeded to slam him to the ground.

The slam itself would be quite painful, despite the armor, but the thing that was the most dangerous aspect of Kajiko's attack was the fact that Sair wore no helmet and that upon impact his head would very likely hit the hard surface of the facility they were in. And that could very well turn his brain in to mush, though it he had a thick skull maybe he'd just black out and get a concussion? Either way once he did that Kajiko would waste no time in delivering, or rather trying to deliver a hammer fist to the head of the Imperial soldier and knock him out for good. For he noticed the Mandalorian approach him and from that he figured the human female had fallen too...

He was alone in this one, against these two men and possibly back up arriving any minute now. He couldn't waste time, rather he had to take these two out! If his attacks landed successfully and knocked out the Imperial as expected he'd proceed to raise Sair's body and use it as sort of a shield against the fire of the Mandalorian, just enough so until he had time to either approach him or find a better position...

 

[TheLastLine]

Atniir could feel the climax of the microcosm of the Battle of Brentaal IV coming to a close.

Check. Reina went down, incapacitated.

Mate. Kajiko had over-estimated his men’s abilities and underestimated the power of the Ori'ramikade; for when he had jumped into the corner to kill Saair, he could of scarcely believed that in a few moments his men would have been dispatched of and the momentum of his “coup de grace” flipped, putting his life in imminent danger.
Atniir could see the warrior was either in denial of the situation, or was going to die a warriors death. Needless to say, Atniir cared not for Saair.

Kajiko would make a fine Mandalorian, if he didn’t flee before he had the chance to incapacitate or kill him. Aiming down rifle, he waits for the opportunity and as Kajko attempts to slam Saair. He opened fire on any spot of him which was open laying sig rounds into the warrior at point blank range.

He hoped that Kajiko would attack him head on now, for there was more than enough space to just turn to fully automatic and kill him, but he felt content shooting fish in a barrel.

 

[Radiwalker]

His counter failed. His hand didn't manage to remove that of the kushari, and his knife didn't stick into the wall. Acting more on instinct than anything else, the strormtrooper placed the hand with the knife behind his back, as his opponent sped him towards the ground. With the hand being behind Sair, he managed to put it on the ground first, pushing the blade into the metal floor and thus slowing down his fall. His hand was, of course, quickly broken and were he not trained otherwise, a scream would have escaped him. But that had also saved him, for his back and head did not his the ground with the force the kushari intended them to, but landed in a rather soft manner.

Knowing he would soon be engulfed by pain, Besand used the sudden burst of adrenaline, anger, hatred and all other emotions that erupted inside him, like a volcano that had been awaken after a billion years of slumber, the trooper retracted his legs towards his chest and pushed out with bigger strength than normally possible, because of the extreme situation, aiming to kick Kajiko in the stomach and push him backwards.

After that the trooper would perform a backward roll, to get away from the cat as well as the fire of the mandalorian. Sair had feared that his ally would at some moment open fire upon both of them, but he had hoped it would not happen. While continuing his backward movement, to get away from the fearsome and vicious opponent, Besand tried to ignore the excruciating pain as best he could, whilst hoping that Kajiko would retreat, for there was simply no reason for him to throw his life away, as it was a certainty that even if he managed to kill the trooper, he would then be killed by the mandalorian...

 

[Gaja]

You had to give it to the little bastard, he was tough and he liked to scramble. Kajiko really liked this guy, even though he was basically a hairless monkey. What really surprised Kajiko, though only for a fraction of a second was the fact that even though he slammed him to the ground hard the guy offered his entire arm just to continue fighting and seized this tiny tiny opening to separate from Kajiko by kicking him in the stomach.

It wasn't a particularly hard kick, more along the lines of a push kick that stopped Kajiko's advance for a second and disturbed his hammer fist and allowed the Imperial soldier to roll backwards. That was when slugs started flying past them. The problem was that Saair was in the middle of it so when he rolled backwards he allowed Kajiko a moment to draw his fearsome battle rifle, the M18A9 [Gear description]. And within an instant the massive Kushari that was Kajiko dropped down on one knee, knowing that Saair couldn't get away in time.

He moved his body in the appropriate direction to have Saair always stay in the middle, between him and the Mandalorian and he also knew that the Impreial had no firearms on him. So what he did was release two vicious rounds in to the general direction of Saair, which if they hit would probably get the right hip or the right thigh. But Saair wasn't his real target! With reflexes that neither of the humans could really match with ice cold precision Kajiko waited for the smallest of openings before he released fearsome armor tearing bullet after flesh tearing bullet. The Mandalorian may have been using that special material for his armor, but it didn't cover all of his body.

And as Saair would just move out of the way the Lieutenant with the Alliance Military would send precise rounds in to the unprotected arms of Athniir. He was lucky in a way because he had recently switched the magazine and basically had a full clip inside while the Mandalorian had previously been involved in a showdown with the human female soldier as well as having basically shot his way through the facility...

 

[TheLastLine]

Kajiko may have extraordinary reflexes, but no sentient could beat the speed of gunfire - as the marine moved for his rifle he found himself being hit with a barrage of highly penetrative sig rounds. For most sentient this would of meant an instant death and Atniir had to admit that he was somewhat surprised to discover that Kajiko was still alive and well.

After giving some painkillers to his Imperial counterpart he towered triumphantly over the huge beast and stared in wonder at the stubbornness and the will to survive - that spoke to the Supercommando on a level that words could not.

As Atniir raised his rifle he aimed between the eyes of the cat, for although he knew not a great deal about his species, he could safely assume that a shot in the head would finish him. He felt his finger twitching in excitement, yet a voice spoke to him, he knew not where it came from, but he halted.

“He would be a good convert” the voice said in a morose tone.

Atniir agreed and quickly diverted his rifle to the kneecaps of Kajiko, blowing them out, and then doing the same with his wrists.

The resistance was over and as Atniir entered the main command centre the scientists screamed in fear. Some fool had locked the escape hatches, stupid move.

A few moments later more crack warriors from Vencu (including a medic) arrived on the scene to secure the command centre and herd the scientists off to the surface (Atniir would never know [or care] what became of them).

Kajiko had been restrained and evacuated, Rina too (and Boomer of course!) by the time he saw Saair limping towards him.

This small, quick, brutal skirmish was a microchosm of the war as a whole. None expected the brutal and sudden thrust by the elite Mandalorian and Imperial forces to be so crippling and as Atniir took a moment to think about what had just happened he received a message over his private intercom.

“Al'verde Atniir. You are to immediately to make your way to the emergency rendezvous point in sector TY49-H for you are needed elsewhere.” Atniir was miffed at this, not only for the rendezvous point was deep in enemy territory, but he wouldn’t see the battle to its conclusion, but then again he knew the climax was over, and ultimately would rest in Sith/Mandalorian hands.