Hellfire on Hapes — Conduct Unbecoming

[Drace Solus]

.

The shots came but missed, just one of them even getting close to the truck, having found the ground underneath it. Otherwise unhindered, the Mandalorian was able to stop the vehicle, get out, and rig it up. It left, and he unholstered his rifle from across his stomach, leveling it at the droid and letting loose 2 bolts toward its center mass, then 3 bolts at the Barabel next to it, the shots in a triangle also aiming for center mass. He'd track them if the target moved, ensuring they'll hit. Drace was hiding behind a tree behind a few bushes, making it very difficult, if not impossible to see him. Therefore, the 6000 kg droid would have to notice him, and then react in a split second to avoid getting melted by plasma. Besides that, Percy was shooting at it from an entirely different position, and its attention would probably be on the Mandalorian chick hovering up above the ground.

He could hear the alarms within the prison and knew that the Sith had put themselves in a sticky situation. It was good for the Marauders; their targets would do their work for them, wiping out some of the guards that they would have had to get past to get inside the prison. Maybe when the smoke cleared, all they would have to do is stroll in and open up the cages.

Drace looked around, peering through his scope to look at the rest of their targets. After the droid, they would be dealing with a Barabel and what looked to be a near-human. He kept tabs on their movements carefully, aware that they would be the next objective.

@Deviant @Kraken @Narsi @Gian Greydragon @Faded Truth @Dread

 

[Arturo Solus]

Arturo found himself some cover as Drace rigged the truck and sent it on its merry way, already scanning the walls for sign of hostile life. It didn't take him long to pick out the three silhouettes from before, one of which towered over the others. The other two, a humanoid figure and what Arturo believed was a Barabel, were spread out to either side of the lumbering droid. The split second it took him to take in the sight saw Percy rise up and away, her jet pack blooming fire, the low roar a sharp contrast to the high-pitched wailing of the prison's alarms.

What to do, Arturo thought, strangely calm despite the looming threat of enemies on the walls, and possibly more within, their approach heralded by the alarms. The war droid seemed to be the centerpiece of the unknown contacts' formation, and made an inviting target. His trigger finger itched as his gaze swept left, along the wall to where he could make out the top half of the Barabel. The oversized reptilian had a weapon in his hands, the light at his back casting a deep shadow over his front. Arturo envisioned a row of glistening teeth, lips peeled back in a malicious smile. Damn things. Always did give me the creeps.

The creature opened fire on Percy, though, at this range, any attempt on his sister's life would be ineffective. She could move fast, shockingly so. Any fear for her he might've had dissipated in that instance, determination and resolve replacing the feeling. The rattle of Percy's weapon rushed Arturo's descent as he took a knee, most of his body hidden by the large stump he covered behind. He brought the rifle to his shoulder and focused on the Barabel, calming his breathing. The Barabel was trying to throw off or perhaps end Percy's ascent. Arturo aimed center mass, and fired halfway through his enemy's barrage, sending four bolts that coincided with Drace's three hurtling toward him with intent to kill. Or maim. Or injure. Whatever, really. He would adjust his aim accordingly if the creature moved.


The Barabel @Gian Greydragon had committed to an attack on Percy. By the time he tried to react, taking fire from two different angles, it would be too late to avoid the bolts. It didn't matter that someone else had also shot at his comrade -he assumed the humanoid- Arturo had faith in his airborne ally's abilities. She would avoid the storm of bolts, and deal some damage of her own on the droid that, he s'posed, had no means of dodging or deflecting the shots. Or so he hoped.


He hunkered down, loosing a single bolt at the droid for good measure as he did, looking for and noticing the sudden absence of the humanoid. Wherever he was now, he wasn't on the walls; that much Arturo was certain of. The alarms continued to blaze. The guards -he knew they were coming- would be along shortly. Arturo looked forward to meeting them.

@Gian Greydragon @Faded Truth @Narsi @Dread

 

[Niish Chichel]

Niish quickly scanned the ground after firing at the airborne Mandalorian, seeing one more (@Kraken) take a knee and opening fire on the Barabel, who quickly took cover behind the chest height duracrete wall in front of him. Hissing with dismay, at the fact that the distance between the two was so great that he couldn't conceivably reach out and choke the Mandalorian, or his equally annoying comrade, who fired three more bolts at him as well from about the same distance, with the Force. @vamp

He'd have to wait until they closed the gap, since to go the them would spell suicide very plainly for the Barabel Sith. His stomachs began to rumble, as the seven bolts fired at him slammed into the other side of the wall, in front of where he once stood.

With no viable line of sight on him, Niish dipped back, down a flight of stairs, to a walkway lower than the one they were on previously, with similar types of cover pointing inward toward the main entrance of the prison, namely waist-height duracrete wall going along the side, before the railing for the stairs began in the corners of either side of the prison. Keeping low behind cover, and at an angle that he could not be seen, without significant advancement forward on their position. He moved to the right side of the main gate, to an area about 20 meters to the right. Niish determined this position gave him sufficient cover from the threats to his back, while not immediately exposing himself to the threat in the air, giving him a sufficient vantage point over the entrance of the prison itself, and deployed his repeaters bipod for quick deployment on the wall he now took cover behind. His tail twitched with morbid excitement as he drew the Force within himself.


@Faded Truth @Narsi @Deviant @Kraken @vamp

 

[Luka Ragnos]

.

There was no better joy than to witness his bolts hit their mark in conjunction with the droid's, slaying Tom almost instantly. The guard had little recourse when the murderous duo had selected him as their target; he had hoped others would be present to identify what happens to those that oppose the wrath of the true Empire. Regardless, there was going to be much more death occurring this day and hopefully, it wouldn't be his corpse joining the field.

Remaining where he was, he opened his palm and used the force to draw around the Gladius blaster rifle that fell out of Tom's hands when he was killed. The weapon skirted to him and he stuffed it to the side behind the wall; closing his eyes temporarily, he tuned into his alternate force senses and relied on heightened awareness through auditory perception. The thundering hooves of approaching soldiers as well as the faint signatures of other force users was enough to identity that reinforcements were arriving. He knew that his comrades would be able to fend for themselves against the continued blaster fire the Mandolorians sprayed on them, however, his primary directive at this time would be to deal with whatever opposition the Republic had to offer in this prison. Afterall, Percy Solus and her crew weren't threats until they crossed through into the prison and he was pretty sure several thousand pounds of iron gates stood between that scenario.

Occasionally glancing back towards the rampart walkway where the Droid and Barabel would be making their defenses, he pressed his shoulder and armored frame against the duracrete wall. Majority of his body was well hidden while the intermittent tilt of his head kept his line of sight clear into whatever possible entryway other guards would likely exit. Lifting the repeater into one hand, he held it vertically behind the wall while his other hand reached into the thigh pocket to pull out a single fragmentation grenade. Thumb curled underneath the pin and flicked it outwards, a clang heard as it clashed a few times on the ground. Grenade primed and held in his grasp, "One one-thousand", he counted silently.

@Dread @Deviant @vamp @Kraken @Narsi @Gian Greydragon

 

[XT03]

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 no one remaining to steer and swerve about, the vehicle was hapless before the oncoming shots. It would be exploding long before it reached anywhere near the prison walls.

Its initial task completed and at least one threat dealt with, Tres turn its focus to the sky where the others had been looking. Its magnified gaze quickly picked out the threat, the armored figure rising in the night. It was Mandalorian figure, one hundred percent confirmed now, its earlier speculations had been quite accurate. Tres quickly categorized the flying foe as the immediate priority threat, and the first to be eliminated. It turned its arm blaster towards the sky, aiming carefully at the airborne Mandalorian, and started to fire.

Half a dozen shots were poured into the air, each carefully aimed and accounting for the targets current positioning and movement. The Mandalorian would be hard pressed to dodge them all especially as she was aiming and firing herself. It would seem Tres's sensors were too focused on its task however, the warning messages about this little factoid didn't register until it was too late. The Goliath tried to tip itself out of the way, jumping back to fall out of sight. It just wasn't fast enough, and took a barrage of bolts from above, from the very figure it had been targeting.

The barrage ripped right through its armored plating, dealing heavy damage instantly and Tres's core was filled with error messages. Thankfully its escape attempts had already been set in motion, and gravity was more than happy to finish them. It even managed to escape further critical damage, as more shots from other locations only blew off its right arm. Spitting sparks and random sounds, the Goliath plummeted off to the ground, landing on the prison grounds with a loud crash. A few more sparks, a random sound byte filled with moaning that soon cut off, and then it began to power down. The whirring of its processors soon lessened to practically nothing, as the droid effectively shut down from the cataclysmic damage it had just suffered. It wasn't "dead" per say, not quite yet, but it was completely out of commission.

@Deviant @vamp @Kraken

 

[System Defense Force]

While the group of combatants fired and dodged shots, and moved around, the guards and acolytes moved into place. Both acolytes decided to stay together instead of split up. They both went to the top of the east tower, also known as "alpha tower". As soon as they emerged from the door at the top they looked down and laid eyes on a man crouching on the causeway (@Faded Truth).

Almost simultaneously, the two said, "The dumb one" and reached out with the force, wrapping it around the mans upper body area—around his shoulder and arms—to pin him. They aimed to combine their powers so the man couldn't resist them. It was something they did often, as close friends. At the same time, they aimed their R5 Blaster Pistol's and fired two shots each at the pureblood Sith. Both their shots sped towards the mans head because they were above him. They'd abandon their second shot if needed however. The man's grenade would likely go off in his own hand and make the extra shots unnecessary.

Guard one followed the acolytes to the top of alpha tower, though he didn't leave the doorways cover completely. Instead, he leaned out enough so that he could see and fire at the flying mando, but also duck back through the doorway, into the tower, if need be. And that's exactly what he did; he fired once at the flying mando (@Deviant) with his Gladius Blaster Rifle. The shot was aimed at her chest but it would hit at an odd angle.

Guard two and three opened the door that lead from alpha tower to the top causeway, where the pureblood sith was near. Both of them opened their eyes wide in surprise when they saw him... and fired at him (@Faded Truth) right away with their Blastech DH-7 Pistol's. They did not expect to see him right there. They fired two shots each, though because they were surprised to see him there and shot suddenly their shots weren't perfectly aimed. They also started to back up—into the tower—which further made their shots go off course. While they might've wanted to fire at the mans chest, guard two's shots sped closer towards the pureblood's head, while guard three's shots sped closer towards the purebloods private area.

Guard four and guard five emerged from the door at the top of the west tower, also known as "beta tower", with Gladius Blaster Rifle's in hand. Guard four also aimed and shot at the flying mando (@Deviant), though slightly after guard one did. The shot was aimed at the mando womans lower body, her hip. Guard four saw the pureblood sith (@Faded Truth) on the causeway and decided to shoot at him too, sending one shot from his Gladius Blaster Rifle towards the mans mid torso.

Guard six, seven and eight came out of the doorway that lead from beta tower to the top causeway. Guard six saw the pureblood sith (@Faded Truth) and fired at his mid torso straight away with his Gladius Blaster Rifle, and ran towards him. While guard seven and eight looked around to see if there were anymore intruders to fire at. Unfortunately for the guards and acolytes, they could not see the mando's hidden in the bushes, nor did they know that the Barabel had moved down to a lower causeway and hid.

@Gian Greydragon @vamp @Kraken

 

[Drace Solus]

.

Drace took to running when the lizard ducked for cover, Arturo likely going to follow, his boots stamping into the ground as he charged as fast as he could. The Mandalorian covered the distance in a few seconds, jumping with his jump boots to land on guard tower Alpha to the Barabel's left as the lizard just finished its descent down the stairs. It would have been difficult to spot him—the stairway it was standing on was behind the prison wall, and provided barely any visibility of the outside, instead relying on a view at the main gate. The Barabel wouldn't have expected them to just jump over the wall, but Drace had expected it to be standing there on the walkway, so he had his rifle in his hands as he leapt and fired 3 shots toward it before it could do the same at him. The bolts were all coming from above, aimed in a horizontal line that covered its mass from shoulder to shoulder, if not even its head. He lost sight of it as he landed on the roof of the guard tower, and it would not be able to see him either, the walkway blocking them from each other. What he did see, however, was one of its allies.

He noted the Pureblood a level below him, though the Sith seemed to be dealing with problems of his own. The Marauder got down to one knee as he watched the two Acolytes strike out, then took a riot grenade off his belt and chucked it into the crowd, where it would damage the Imperials, both Old and Republica. He would be hard to spot and even harder to attack from his position up there, though he had a plan should someone see through his surprise—which was unlikely, considering everyone there was Acolyte-level.

Pointing his rifle barrel at the crowd, he watched the thermal signature of the shapes, shooting at the Pureblood (1 shot at his upper back), and then the two Acolytes (1 shot to the upper back of each).

@Deviant @Kraken @Narsi @Gian Greydragon @Faded Truth @Dread

 

[Arturo Solus]

Arturo started running as soon as he saw the Barabel duck for cover, driving forwards off of one knee and running as fast as his legs would carry him. Now was their best chance at reaching the walls, and they -Drace and he- took it, the tracker just behind his brother as they covered the distance in a number of seconds. A wall of smoke from the flaming speeder curled its way across their path, caught by the wind. It distorted his view of the walls as they passed through it, but that was both a blessing and a curse. He couldn’t see signs of either the unknowns nor the Imperials within, and in turn, they would be unable to see the Mandalorians approach. Arturo supposed he had the droid to thank for that. The big hunk of death-dealing metal had fallen out of sight during the earlier exchange. He hadn’t seen it since.

Arturo activated his jump boots as he reached the wall just below Beta Tower, feeling the weighty punch of unseen forces as he was propelled upwards, mirroring Drace. He had his A-10 slung diagonally across his shoulders so he wouldn’t lose it, and in his freehand he had one of his two Strill Blaster Pistols clutched tight. He was ready should anyone or anything stick its head out during the ascent, a bolt ready to reintroduce him to his enemies. Not that it would do much; at this speed it was way too difficult to shoot accurately, or be shot for that matter. Besides, with all that was going on within the prison, he doubted anyone within would react in time to stop him, though, the possibility was there. Regardless, he just hoped those guards close-by were too preoccupied with the OE Interlopers and Percy -wherever she was- to notice.

There was too much activity for him to note all that was going on as he flew through the air but he did the best with what he had. His boots cut out as he reached the top, hands taking hold of the rooftop. He managed to pull himself up with the last of his momentum, clambering to his feet as he turned to face the wall below, shrugging his rifle free. From atop the tower, he could see the Pureblood and the two Imperial acolytes further along the walkway, the latter two positioned in the opposite tower. Arturo would fire a round each at the Sith's @Faded Truth chest and the closer acolyte, hoping to kill or incapacitate the pair before they or their comrades intervened. He wouldn't wait to see if his bolts hit, backing up around to where the rooftop faced further westwards, away from the prison, using the small spire in the center of the roof for cover.

@Deviant @Dread & Co.

 

[Percy Solus]

Persephone was a true Mandalorian. She dodged the shots, destroyed the enemy droid. She was unstoppable. At least, until the bolts from her enemy landed true. One shot pierced her shoulder, burned into her metal, against her skin. At her speed and momentum, she twisted around to avoid the rest. Persephone would easily avoid death. But things would not go as she hoped or expected. While she evaded most other shots, one slammed into her jetpack. The whirr of its engine sputtered. Smoke followed. Her jetpack was not out of commission. Except, it was even worse.

Percy was launched up, spiraling through the air. An absolute lunatic. Any other shots would fail to land. Not simply because her speed was too great, but because she was too wild and erratic to be a real target. In fact, she wasn’t a threat any longer. Percy would continue to fly aimlessly into the sky, toward the ground, above the forest canopy. Her distant figure would only grow more distant. Her shrieking, followed by amused laughter, would echo into the night. She was gone. Along with whatever pride or reputation she had. If she even had any in the first place.

//exit thread

 

[Luka Ragnos]

.

Seems fate had other plans for him. As the force wrapped around him to grip, he issued forth a telekinetic blast towards the base of the acolytes' feet. Unfortunately, the two bolts smashed into his armored torso with bleed through pain.

It wasn't enough to incapacitate him, but that grenade...Kriff.

And..that was the end.

Blood and metal mixed with shrapnel in a spherical orb of chaos, issuing death to the over ambitious sith as what was left of his remains splattered all over the causeway. Perhaps it was Tom's children exacting revenge on him through the power of the force for taking their father away.


@vamp @Gian Greydragon @Narsi @Kraken @Deviant

 

[Niish Chichel]

Niish dropped his body backwards on the stairs as a shot from Beta Tower came screaming in toward him, slamming into the rail where Niish once stood, crouched and moving low and slow down the flight of stairs. Incidentally, not even a moment later three more were fired by an airborne Mandalorian @vamp that bound toward Alpha Tower as well, slamming into the wall he'd previously planned to hide behind.

Hearing the screams of Luka from where he once stood, he kept moving down, to the lower level catwalk, and sprinting toward Beta tower. He'd pay his respects to his fellow Sith later, when his own neck was not in the sights of Mandalorians with a deathwish similar to his own. Placing himself low, against the wall behind the door leading upward into Beta Tower, he remained, hidden within the duracrete frame of the door, where the wall dipped inward, providing him cover from above as well as the side face Alpha tower. Not only that, but the view from that tower is obstructed by the cause way, leaving only the view of the back portion of the roof.


@Dread @Kraken @vamp

 

[System Defense Force]

Though the acolytes found victory, soon after they were both shot in the chest and fell dead, one quickly after the other. Their armor only protected their heads and hands, not their chests, and they were shot at while they were distracted by their actions.

When the acolytes fell dead the guard in the doorway started to choke on the riot grenade gas, as it had leaked into the tower since it was dropped so close to the door. He felt his eyes beginning to itch, and knew that he had to travel closer to the gases source in order to escape it, so he bucked up, covered his mouth and nose with his hand and started to go down the tower. He did not want to go out the entrance to the causeway where the grenade was, so he made his way to the bottom of the tower and came out. Trying to remain focused, he raised his gun up and looked around for anymore enemies, then preceded to start walking and scanning the area as he made his way to Beta tower to join his comrades.

Guard two and three had picked a bad time to open the door, because Luka's grenade exploded in his hand right beside the guards. Both guards died along with Luka, their bodies falling to the causeway beside the purebloods. The riot gas crawled across their bodies as it expanded.

Guard four and five turned their attentions to the mando that landed on top of Alpha tower(@vamp). While someone below the tower probably wouldn't be able to spot him, they could from their position on top of the opposite tower. They both aimed their rifles at the mando and shot at his chest once each. It was the best they could do. Maybe they could shoot him down or get him to come closer, and they were ready to duck down or run back into the tower if need be.

Guard six, seven and eight couldn't see anymore alive enemies. They saw bullets flying towards Alpha tower however but could not see why. "You," the guard up front spouted, pointing to guard seven, "Go up Beta tower and support the others. And you," he pointed to guard eight. "Come with me to scout for anymore enemies."

Guard six nodded and started to go to the top of Beta tower, assuming he wasn't shot at in the process. Guard seven and eight started to make their way down Beta tower, with their guns pointed in front of them and ready to fire if need be.

@Gian Greydragon @vamp @Kraken

 

[Drace Solus]

.

Drace noticed Percy had gone silent, and turned to see her spiral away, her jetpack carrying her off and out of the fight. A pang of nervousness came and went, the Mandalorian hoping she was okay, but his warrior instinct putting that aside and forcing him to focus on getting out alive. He was satisfied to see his shots strike the Sith, three Acolytes crumpling to the ground almost in unison. The only problem now would be the guards, though Drace felt more comfortable fighting against normal people, as opposed to wizards. The Barabel was out of sight, but that also meant it was not able to see the Mandalorian, which meant his main priority now would be the two men shooting at him.

The shots came from Tower Beta, which was about 60 meters away, which meant Drace had 2 whole seconds to dodge. He ducked out of the way of the first shot and then the other, using his small, hunched frame to his advantage. The Mandalorian shot back as well, one bolt for each man, before dashing off the tower and onto the catwalk that ran alongside the north wall of the prison. It was a manageable 2 meter (at most) drop, and he dashed into the guard tower from the entrance there. Taking cover behind the wall of the tower, poking his barrel out through the wall, Drace waited for someone to come in his sights.

"Big Dog, this is Brawler Badger," he called into the comms. "We need a way out."

@Kraken @Gian Greydragon @Dread @Darasuum

 

[Burkhart Kelborn]

____________

THEME​

Being the wheel man for a heist, that was something he had figured he would probably be hired as. Of course in this case he was asked to be the wheel man for a heist that was not for money or precious gems. No, this was a mission for extracting high priority prisoners. Beneath the Effervescent the planet turned, beautiful just like any other planet, except maybe Nal Hutta. That place just looked like a planetary equivalent to a booger.

His scanners were set on high and the communication link was open. But it was silent even though he had some music playing in the background while he waited. He had a stub of a cigara in his mouth, wondering if he should light it. The Morling had put it out the other day but now he was just chewing on it while he waited for any sort of information from the ground team. Waiting was always the hardest.

The canine Mandalorian's patience would be rewarded though by none other than Drace's voice. Big Dog, he hoped that did not catch on. The Morling was not overly fond of it but at the same time it was not annoying enough to speak up about. He knew that the man who used it had nothing but positive intentions. Sitting up straight he took the stub out of his mouth and set it in an ash tray to the side before donning the golden helmet of his personal Beviinir. "Readin ya loud an clear vod. Be right there!" He responded as the ship was already in motion, dicing towards the planet to pick up the Mandalorians. He did not know if they had the prisoners or needed an extraction. "Wot's a situation?" He wanted to know if it was going to be a particularly hot zone but could get the information while en route. All he head for weaponry really was the light laser cannon. It was better than nothing but not by much when compared to something like a full on starfighter or gunship.

@Kraken @vamp @Gian Greydragon @Dread

 

[Arturo Solus]

Arturo didn't see if his bolts had struck true, but what he did know was that the three acolytes were down, slain by him, Drace, other Imperials? All of the above, perhaps. The how wasn't of much import, only that they were gone, and he could continue on, finish the mission, and get the hell out before any Imperial reinforcements showed up from elsewhere to clean house. Creeping out from behind the spire atop Alpha tower, Arturo could just about make out the two guards at the top of the opposing tower, their rifles raised. They fired, aiming at Drace, but the tracker was looking past all that to where, further down, a group of guards stood on the walkway. It looked like one of them was giving instructions.

Arturo didn't hesitate. Hefting his rifle, he sent one bolt towards the instructors chest @Dread as the man in question pointed at guard eight, and another bolt at Guard six's back as he turned to go in and up Beta Tower to assist those firing at Drace. At this range, Arturo didn't wait to see if his bolts hit home, he was already disengaging, moving to where the tower met the north wall. Using his grapple line, he abseiled down to where the wall waited below, refusing to give the guards or anyone else time to find him, focus and fire back. He severed the line as he felt his boots strike durasteel and concrete, and turned, sprinting flat out away from the fighting. Burkhart's voice crackled in his ear, but he took no notice. As things stood, Drace could better evaluate the situation, and give an appropriate response.

He followed the waist-high wall to his left, hunching over as he ran, knowing Drace was still somewhere, watching over him. The thought gave Arturo some comfort as he descended a set of steps some fifty meters from his original position. They were out of sight of the guards now, only perceivable from his original position or those who'd crossed the yard at the front to the corner back the way he'd come.

He knew where he was going, and what he had to do. They had seen blueprints of the prison long before attempting to sneak in, and their contacts on Hapes had revealed where the political prisoners were being held. Arturo had a good memory; he navigated the prison complex quickly, recognizing every twist and turn despite not once setting foot in this place. He kept the map locked in his mind's eye. He must've been all of a minute or two before finding the particular few they'd been sent here to spring. Shooting the lock off of the cell, Arturo hustled the three scared-looking prisoners out, making sure they got a good, long look at him before taking point.

He led them out, taking a different path from the one he used coming in, climbing up a level before accessing a catwalk that transcended the gap from the prison proper to the north wall. The sounds of the lockdown dwindled as he escaped back out into fresh air, casting a quick glance about himself, ready to act were he ambushed. He hadn't seen any guards within, just a lowly janitor who seemed way out of his comfort zone. Arturo had let him be; the

politicals took priority, and he did his best to keep them covered as they crossed over to the wall. He ushered them into cover, taking a knee himself before activating comms.

"B, D, the packages are secure and awaiting extraction on the north wall. Advise haste, these gals look like they're about to scalp me, over." From a crouching position, Arturo crabbed a couple meters closer to Alpha tower, trying to get an angle on the eastern wall and the yard as his wards and he waited for Burkhart to show up, engines roaring. He would send a single bolt at the first foeman to show themselves.

@vamp @Darasuum @Dread @Gian Greydragon

 

[Niish Chichel]

Niish could hear boots stomping in opposite directions up and down the tower, meaning Niish's cover would be for naught momentarily. Thinking quickly, he ran to the opposite side of the round bit of the tower out of the view of the two Mandalorians, as one ran into the prison, while the other seemingly called in a pick up.

Niish was likely not as lucky, but he had a way of slipping away, into the woods, or sewers of a planet and waiting until he got a lift off the planet. Using the Force he was able to focus inward on himself, he leapt to the side of the tower where no guards could see him immediately, before he continued forward, and leapt off the side of the wall, and softening the landing with the Force, before hauling tail to the nearest sewer cover outside the perimeter of the prison wall. Lifting the sewer lid over his head with the Force, he leapt into the underground river of refuse and rubbish, while the sewer slammed shut over the opening.

Like some kind of sewer monster, he would wade until he came to an exit some several miles away, and await a pick up. In the unlikely event that he slipped away unnoticed, Niish would keep the Force held inwards, in anticipation of an attack from behind him. He chose the sewers because it was simply too dangerous to stay above the surface.

|exit attempt|

 

[System Defense Force]

As shots rang out again, hitting guard six then sevens chest, guard eight ran into the tower for cover. The guards in the tower saw their instructor fall and decided to call over the line to see who was still alive, but they only got a reply from guard eight.

"We need backup," guard eight mumbled into the comm. The two other guards decided to fall back inside the tower too, making their way to guard eights side. "Stay together, lets all make it alive to the office to make the call." The two nodded, letting guard eight take lead. Then they heard a second alarm go off, one that signified that a jail cell had been damaged. "Dammit," he said under breath, realizing what these mandos were here for. They all started to make their way down the stairwell and headed towards the main office.

@Gian Greydragon @vamp @Kraken @Darasuum

 

[Drace Solus]

.

Drace lowered himself over the wall, rifle held in his hands, ready to shoot down anyone that would hinder their plans. He made a beeline for the entrance, where several bodies laid. The Mandalorian stopped by the Sith corpses, collecting sabers from the two Acolytes and then the Pureblood, stashing them on his belt. From there, he walked more casually, making his way back to the side entrance that Arturo had gone through. He'd watch the exit until the man walked out, then provide support as the man brought the prisoners over the wall. Soon as Burk's ship was in range, he'd holster his rifle and hop in.

He took two sabers off his belt and threw one to both of his companions. "Go and buy yourself something nice," he said, turning around to head to the sleeping quarters.

@Darasuum @Kraken

EXIT THREAD​

 

[Burkhart Kelborn]

____________

The place soon came into view and he could see signs of conflict. With a keen eye burkhart would see the mandalorians he was here to pick up and the prisoners. He came in low, slowing and turning so the cargo hatch was fully open by the time the ship stopped a single meter above the ground doing what he called the Keldabe Drift. One of his mandalorians would be at the hatch able to give a hand to the prisoners onto the ship.

Once everyone (@Kraken @vamp ) was on board the hatch would begin closing. Activating his XXX sublight booster he would blast off towards the atmospheric limit and minimum safe distance. En route he would keep the scanners live for any incoming contacts trying to cut them off. He looked behind himself for a moment when Drace gave him a lightsaber. He took it and clipped it to his belt before turning to the task at hand. It would only come later that he would realize Percy had not made it but that was a discussion for another time.

Only starfighters could possibly interrupt their extraction. The coordinates would be locked in for a hyperspace jump by the time they reached the prerequisites for a safe jump. They mission was still a success.

♣ END & EXIT THREAD ♣​