I'm on a diplomatic mission to Malastare!

[Sangga]

"In the name of the Empress? Neutral systems by definition have no allegiance to any name bar their own." Her Majesty had clearly had enough of running, Jamor moved between her Highness and the Imperials. His blaster pistol was out but pointed up and away from the Imperial troopers. The Handmaiden was trying to usher her master to the ship but the Queen would not move. At this Rodea's men... all two of them, flanked him. Hopefully the surprise of another Jedi would tip the scale. He risked a glance back at the Jedi and the returned to their pursuers.

"We are members of the Royal Naboo Security Force. You will not take her Majesty whilst we stand. You have no law here, you had no rights to the Naboo before. Stand down and leave, last chance." He flicked the safety off with his thumb. He'd go down blasting if need be, not much cover and out gunned. Krak, this Jedi better be good.

 

[Aleksandr]

Jerek was disappointed, but not surprised. Nonetheless, his orders were to detain the Queen, at all cost. "That is usually the case, but Malastare is now part of the Empire and under martial law. The fact that you are affiliated with the Jedi and other anti-Imperial elements is no secret after what happened back at the legations in the palace. Your men fired upon Imperial soldiers, a crime."

The woman standing there looks out of place, he thought as some of the troopers behind him moved into position behind the airspeeders for cover. A Handmaiden? Does not look like one. Another Jedi? He paused as he stood behind the airspeeder that he got out of, hoping that the Naboo would take the chance to give up, before finally ordering the troopers quietly, "Take the Queen into custody."

 

[Arterius]

Leah glanced back to the Queen, then to the entrance to her vessel's bay, then back to Jerek with a mathematical studiousness to her eyes... her mind running over several situations in her head, working over what could and couldnt be done. With the Stormtroopers baring down on them, there was a lot that couldn't be done, not as things currently stood. It was looking time to level the playing field, as it was clear in all their zealotry that the Imperials were not going to let this go... even if they had imposed their Tyrannical order upon a neutral world too gullible and stupid to resist. Better to submit than to be crushed, right? it turned Leah's stomach to think about.

She said nothing for the neck step, instead she simply glanced up at a ceiling lined with cargo crates, hoisted by mechanical arms for the unloading and loading of the various now ruined vessels that lay to waste in the hangar. If there was some humanity left the Imperials, well, she hoped they'd feel it now. While they could.

"Lieutenant..." she said quietly "Prepare yourself" and with that she would reach out with the Force, entwining the ethereal fingers around those precariously hanging steel containers, which would begin to sway subtly as she prepared to take a grip upon the largest... which hung directly between themselves and the Troopers. Leah's face would twist a little, the only indication that something was wrong, that she was in pain perhaps... her skill with using the Force still limited in its breadth.

Then, with a loud snap and metallic screech, the container's supports upon the ceiling would give way under pressure from the Force. Sparks rained as with a quiet whistle the container suddenly dropped, only to hit the ground between the two opposing forces and crumple upon itself with a booming clatter. Hopefully that would provide enough of a delay to allow Jamor and Leah enough time to get some decent cover before the firefight started.

 

[Aleksandr]

"Jedi!"

Jerek barely paid attention as one of the stormtroopers yelled that upon witnessing the container suddenly fall. So that woman with the Naboo was indeed a second Jedi. Unfortunate. As the troopers began scrambling from behind their airspeeders to carefully proceed around the container, Jerek could not help but wonder if today he would become one of the many casualties in this war between Force users. Jedi and Sith, he did not trust either of them, but the Imperium was a far better state than Jedi-dominated governments had been, so he as far as he was concerned, getting killed in action for the Empire was not a bad way to go. Jerek would prefer that it would not happen today, however, as he still had much to do.

"Use the container as cover," he told the men. Jerek found it strange that the Queen and her escorts are not taking advantage of the confusion to escape in her ship while they were getting into position and began shooting in their direction. That's what he would have done, as it seemed that their main objective was to escape. But it gave him a better chance to capture the Queen, so he was not complaining at her indecisiveness.

 

[CaliforniaWinter]

The slab in the ceiling slowly began to weaken, crevices forming a near circular shape as the peice of stone started to separate from the surrounding structure. It was indeed difficult, but she would not let Jaleer take notice of this, and so she appeared calm and at ease as she struggled to make use of the crude weapon. Her attention turned to the Padawan as he warned the Gran of the obvious danger they faced, and advised them to exit the room immediately. Oh, they would exit the room all right, but not necessarily alive.

The Hag felt an intense pain in her cranium, the sudden mental onslaught piercing her brain like a vibroblade through flesh. The boy was crafty; she was not expecting such an attack, but over forty years as a Sith had taught her to adapt to many situations and so she quickly focused her attention on shielding her mind from anymore unwelcome intrusions. Her single eye caught a glimpse of Jaleer preparing another attack, Force based since he was only using hand gestures to inflict damage. The Black Hag would not be defeated so easily, that much was certain.

As the ethereal tendrils of Light energy snaked their way around her legs, The Hag used this as advantage, the extra pull allowing her to rip the stone from the ceiling, dust and small chunks of debris swirling in the air as it came tumbling down. Luckily, the Hag still carried her saber in her hand, ready for anything as the confrontation escalated. With it's signature hiss, the red blade would sweep upwards as the Hag fell to the ground, slicing the stone into two pieces which were much easier to carry. With a Force assisted jump, she stood back up, a look of pure hatred and anger evident on her wrinkled face. Now was not the time for dramatics, and so she threw one slab towards Jaleer, the other at the Gran council members attempting to scurry away unseen.

Jaleer would have to either protect himself, or the Gran, and if he did both, he would perhaps be weakened by keeping both slabs at bay. The Hag did not stop her assault there, leaping through the newly made exit in the ceiling. She was in the room above the office below, a private bedroom from the looks of the place. It was decorated with expensive drapes, a massive bed fit for the Empress herself, as well as smaller details here and there. Unfortunately, she was not here to gawk at what luxuries you could acquire if one were to rule a planet, and instead made her way over near the window that spanned the far wall. If she remembered correctly, the Gran would be just below her, and so with all three blades of energy active, she jabbed them into the ground. They all moved clockwise, their intent to create another gaping hole in the floor. Once that was finished, she would suddenly fall through, the stone below her feet perhaps injuring the council members gravely as the combined weight of her body and the stone hit them from above.

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The three TIEs had left the city limits, shaking the annoying duo of Naboo starfighters behind them. If they would have left the Pixelito airspace, they would have been effectively leaving the Queen vulnerable to aerial attack yet again. The three fighters swooped and swerved through the nearby mountains, putting a few kilometers between them and the distant battleground behind them. After a few more peaceful moments, they split off, each going their own directions. TIE One made am aerial loop and headed back south towards the capital, TIEs Two and Three each going west and east respectively. They would then go southwards, and then turn towards the city.

The city would be approached from three directions now: North, West, and East. TIEs Two and Three began to rapidly fire on the chrome covered ships of the Naboo, the emerald laser blast meeting and missing their targets. TIE One would take use of the distraction to contact Jerek and learn of his whereabouts. "Pilot Jerk, this is TIE One on approach from the northern edge of the city. Send me your coordinates and I will be able to halt Her Majesty's escape." The eye shaped machine would circle low, using the nearby buildings as cover if the Naboo decided to fire upon him. The Malastare would be delayed for quite some time, what defense they had either destroyed or temporarily out of commission due to the initial attack. TIE One would take potshots off at certain structures, civilian or otherwise, his goal to cause as much mayhem and chaos as possible. Any civilians in the streets would be spared, although any Dug security forces would be fired upon.

 

[Richie B.]

Jaleer was not enjoying himself the fight was becoming intense but it seemed his mental attack was effective for a little bit before she was able to push him out, sadly thanks to his force pull she was able to take out the stone slab an now that it was cut in two the Jedi realized what the old hag was up to. Rushing towards the council members the Jedi was able to reach them an thanks to the force reserves he had from charging up the sage was able to send a force push at the slab aimed to just redirect the slab not stop it. Though at this moment the sage was sure that the two fighters were beginning to tire out, yet the sage felt the Sith on top of him taking the moment to charge up the force.

So when the hag would fall down the Sith will be getting a nasty surprised making the council move as not to get killed in his fight the Jedi felt the Sith cut though the floor and once she was falling the Jedi would jump out of the way ready to continue the fight while charging up for another force attack this time something the black hag wouldn't expect but it would take some time to get ready since the young man was tired from the fighting and was sure the black hag was for constantly controlling the chains with the force a feat that required a lot of energy if used for long periods of time.

"So Sith still trying to kill the council members, why? Afraid that if it was a fair fight that you would lose, or do you think yourself powerful enough that you think you can ignore me?" Jaleer said taunting the sith hoping the fact she could sense him charging up with the force and trying to stall her would make her hesitate in case whatever attack he was about to do could actually hurt her.

 

[Sangga]

Good? That was bloody marvellous! Precious time was now available to run as the Imperials rounded the new obstacle. He dare not look back until her Majesty was on the access ramp, with handmaiden in tow but as he saw the robes flutter into the bowels of the ship his face hardened and turned into a visage of determination. Now it was time to settle some personal debt, men and women of the RNSF had died at these monster's hands. The hail of laser bolts coming back was still as furious as ever, but it seemed as if it was woorth nought. Now he and Trooper Adago turned as one, using the landing struts as cover. Each shot was followed by the neighbouring security member's shot. Rodea then Adago, Adago then Rodea. Where one shot could be dodged, two from two angles seemed to be proving a challenge, one that had seen action in the streets of Theed and the shooting ranges of the barracks. "Master Jedi, if you are leaving!?" Two of the storm-troopers had been double hit by their technique, but at this call and a nod from Rodea, all Hell broke loose. The two security men emptied their clips and then fluidly reloaded one after the other, at no point was there no shots blazing towards the Imperials. The Lieutenant even started loading darts, claiming at least one trooper to the potent tranquilliser. They now had the same advantage the Imperials had had, cover to an enemy that needs to break theirs in order to act. They could do this, they had done this.

Then Adago was hit, and he was hit again as he was pushed out of cover and then in the head as he tried to fire back whilst wounded. Jamor glanced down at the trooper and was then struck in the meat of his left shoulder himself. The pain caused him to yelp and his eyes to clamp shut for a second. His mind raced, for a response and it screamed for him to flee. He stumbled up and headed for the safety of the ship. He retired up the ramp, firing one handed, trying to maintain cover for the Jedi. Propping himself at the top of the ramp, fumbling to reload his pistol he called back down the ramp. "Valkyrius, now! We have to leave!" The wound had cauterised, but that didn't stop the pain, the searing pain that now clawed at his skull. "Hurry up, damn it!"