Nefarious Criminals — Shipyard Strike

[Drace Solus]

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Imperial Shipyard above Balmorra
2155 Local Time​

The war so far had consisted of inciting riot after riot, with the occasional skirmish. He'd fought Sith a single time in the past few months, but Drace wasn't sweating it. Things would heat up soon enough, and he knew when it was time to take orders and shut up. And here he was again, about to incite a riot.

He was decked in his full beskar'gam, rifle in his arms, his gaze calculative beneath his helmet. They—Drace, Rayne, and another Mandalorian—were in a civilian shuttle that took workers from the surface of the planet to the shipyard. The workers in question were all tied up and gagged in the cargo hold, and the pilot was sitting in the cockpit beside Drace, the rifle in the Mandalorian's arms serving as proper incentive to keep flying and shut up. The Mandalorians were warriors, and they loved to fight and pillage and kill, but murdering a bunch of unarmed laborers was dishonorable.

They slowly approached the shipyard, docking with permission from the guards. Drace patted the pilot on the back and exited the cockpit, planting his feet in the ground right in front of the shuttle's door. Soon, it would open, and the guards would find themselves looking through the barrel of Drace's rifle.

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[Rayne Kelborn]

Rayne had just finished tying up the last of the workers, and had sat down just outside the cockpit, her heavy beskar'gam encasing her full body and her repeater in hand, the imperials wouldn't be expecting this, and that was the plan, shock and awe..

Rayne looked to her partners on this mission, @Drace Solus was a good friend, and a dam fine mandalorian, he would be reliable and an powerful asset to this mission, she glimpsed the back of his helmet as he sat in the cockpit beside the compliant pilot who was flying them where they needed to go. She then looked over to @Brianna Saxon, a beautiful mandalorian woman Rayne had shared a pretty wild night with, the girl could hold her own that was for sure, and Rayne was more than excited to see her in action, well in combat action anyway..

Right before landing Rayne stepped into the cockpit to remind the pilot that loose lips sink ships, and that if he tried to call ahead with any distress signal, as dishonorable as it would be, Rayne would kill him and all of his coworkers.

As @Drace Solus approached the docking tube to prepare to start thus chaos Rayne followed suit, her repeater likewise raised and ready to blow holes in any imperial scumbag who got in her way.

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[Brianna Saxon]

Brianna had finished inspecting the bindings on the captured workers when she looked back at Rayne. It was nice to be working with someone that you knew, especially in a professional setting at that. She hadn't worked with Drace before, but if Rayne was willing to work with him, then she certainly was in no place to question the man's skills. If he wasn't capable, he wouldn't be here, simple as that.

She had already sealed her helmet, and her repeater was all warmed up and ready for a work out. The suit upgrades she had made would really need to show their stuff here, because this was possibly the most risky mission she had signed up for. She nodded to Rayne and took a knee behind the woman, her weapon aimed at the door.

The poor bastards that opened it were going to have more holes in them than...well there were several things that came to mind actually. Kill the guards, take the ship. Simple as can be.
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[Drace Solus]

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The door slid open and Drace pulled the trigger of his rifle with reckless abandon, firing on anything that moved. He had a Quickdraw on his belt, should he need it, though he'd always preferred the feel of a rifle in his hands.

The stench of charred flesh filled the ship, though the Mandalorian's helmet seemed to protect him from the brunt of it. He stepped past the corpses, exiting the ship into a large hangar. Other vehicles were parked around them, some unloading cargo, while others were simply waiting for passengers. No one had noticed the bodies drop yet, the sound of the blaster fire masked by the hustle and bustle of the shipyard during prime time.

Drace shot a guard that was approaching, the man dropping from two shots to the chest. People began to notice now. "The time for redemption has come!" he called out at the top of his lungs, taking a page out of Leandros' book. "Throw down your tools and kill your masters and join the ranks of the children of Mandalore!" Guards had begun showing up, and Drace took cover behind a light freighter, laying down cover fire so that Brianna and Rayne could get to safety as well.

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[Rayne Kelborn]

@Drace Solus had begun firing as soon as the door opened, Rayne held back, there was only two on the other side they weren't ready for the onslaught that they endured. The three of them began walking @Drace Solus taking down another guard that appeared. Finally people had noticed their arrival, Rayne took cover behind a wide and tall pile of stacked metal. Making sure to see that both of her operatives had taken cover as well.

Identifying a target, Rayne took aim sending two bolts to the mans head with her repeater, both slamming into his unprotected skull, the imperials were widespread, but weak in all places, and the lightly armored guards present were testimony to that.

It had taken a few moments, and Rayne had already splattered two more guards before enemy blaster fire had even started to come inbound toward the general location of the Mandalorians. Listening, Rayne could identify at least two guards, and she rounded the opposite corner of the pile of metal she'd positioned herself behind and popped off two quick bolts, both finding a home in the neck of an imperial guardsmen. Ha! Rayne yelled, there was nothing else as fun as putting bolts in the bodies of loyalist imperials.

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[Brianna Saxon]

As the two guards hit the floor, the three Mandalorians were already moving. Rayne dropped another pain of guards with her rapid firing. Brianna decided it was her turn to show off. Drace had dropped another guard, so Brianna moved up ahead of Rayne and dropped behind a set of crates, before priming a frag grenade and tossing it towards the group of Imperial guards. She grinned as it erupted and caught them all in the flames, counting at least four of the dumb bastards that were caught in the explosion. "Take that you dumb bastards!" She laughed out and ducked back behind cover, flashing Rayne a thumbs up.
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[Drace Solus]

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Drace took out the last of the current wave of guards with a single shot from his rifle, then left cover. Smoke blanketed the floor of the hangar, reaching hp to knee-length in most places but sometimes higher where denser. Someone had likely damaged a ship.

The Marauder stalked through, determination on his face. His words had succeeded in riling up several groups of disenchanted workers, who were now actively destroying property and killing any guard that came their way using improvised weapons. Security cllearly would no longer be an issue, so Drace made for the ship.

It was locked, but when has that ever stopped a Mandalorian? Drace couldn't very well blow a hole into its doors, so he glanced around for the nearest mechanic, likely one that had been working on the craft earlier.

Drace grabbed hold of the man with one hand, keeping his rifle in the other. "Open the door and find us a crew that will fly this ship," he shouted over the commotion, a commanding tone in his voice. The mechanic opened the door and wandered off into the smoke, which had begun rising higher. It would be difficult to fly a ship out in this environment, but the crew would manage. At least until their reinforcements--more Mandalorians, of course--would arrive to take the ship away.

Drace entered the ship and took a seat next to the door to watch in case any stowaways tried to get in. He held his rifle up, the barrel pointing outside the door, his thermal scope ignoring the smoke and showing Drace the orange silhouettes of people scrambling about. If anyone came, he would notice.

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[Rayne Kelborn]

Rayne followed @Drace Solus to the ship, her repeater up in case any wayward guard came into view. Surprisingly @Drace Solus had inspired dozens of the plant workers to join their cause, the empire it seemed needed to work on their staff appreciation..

In a matter of minutes @Drace Solus had the door open, Rayne took cover behind the doorway of the docking tube, anything that came into view wearing an imperial guard uniform would be blasted.

Shouldn't be long now.. Rayne thought, they'd just need a handful of volunteers and they could pilot this boat outta here..

 

[Brianna Saxon]

Brianna took up the rear of the formation, as she watched for any Imperial bastards that might try and come up behind them. It didn't look like the workers were unionized, because several of them dropped what they were doing and got in step after the rousing words of Drace; good it made the next part much easier. Brianna kept her repeater aimed at the door behind them. Any dumb bastard that was looking to come at them now, was going to catch a full unloading of automatic fire. Brainna was thinking about what they would do to celebrate, maybe she'd check with Rayne and plan something; assuming things continued as normal.

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[Drace Solus]

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The crew arrived just in time, bursting in to the ship and making their way to its front to start working toward take-off. Things were going easy. Too easy. Drace's thermal scope was suddenly filled with a sea of orange figures. From the looks of it, reinforcements for the guards had arrived and they had begun subduing the workers. Already, several officers were making their way to the Mandalorians. Drace let loose a few shots, dropping two agents, but four more seemed to spring out of the woodwork.

"Shit. Reinforcements are here." He slammed his palm on the button to close the door.

Drace sprinted to the bridge, waving Rayne over as well. The crowd that was the ship's crew had already gotten the ship going, and were in the process of take-off. He sat down in the pilot's seat and watched them, his piloting expertise limited to starfighters at best. They seemed to be doing what he was doing correctly—the ship hadn't blown up, and it was slowly but surely beginning to hover off the ground.

The agents approaching began pounding at the door, and he could hear blaster fire hitting their hull. The unmistakeable sound of a lightsaber penetrating durasteel echoed through the ship, and it was like a fire had been lit under Drace's ass. His hands gripped the arms of his chair as they finally took off, soaring over the hangar. They would meet with the team escorting them soon enough.

"Thank Kad," he exhaled, slumping back in the captain's seat.

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[Rayne Kelborn]

Rayne activated the military-grade deflector screen, and the sound if incoming blaster fire stopped, being held at bay by the ship's defenses. Finally, they had taken off, Rayne and she was sure also @Brianna Saxon working double time to make up for the lack for crew to run this ship, they had managed to get two people on board who were helping, and while they appeared to be working diligently as well it was becoming tough. They were able to bring the ship about, and the boat started jetting off in some direction @Drace Solus had chosen.

Rayne hoped to Kad that they had Mandalorian reinforcements waiting just outside the manufacturing plant that would help them escape.

Rayne glimpsed sideways to catch sight of @Drace Solus, he was handling the captains chair well, she'd never flown a ship this large, and was glad she was able to handle the systems she'd somehow randomly been assigned to.

Glancing the other direction for a moment at @Brianna Saxon, Rayne smiled, happy she hadn't gotten hurt, and was also kicking ass at her station. You go girl.. Rayne thought.

 

[Brianna Saxon]

Brianna had just narrowly avoided the onslaught of blaster fire that was rattling against the hold of the ship at the moment. Seeing as how they needed to get booking and fast, sh was already manning the terminal for the shields and diverting every auxiliary source she could find for additional power.

The lights dimmed until a faint red glow settled down onto the trio, as Brianna attempted to prepare the ship for a potential barrage of turbolaser fire. She glanced back at Rayne and she found herself smiling behind her helmet. It seemed they had made it through this relatively unscathed; least for now. They would need to talk once this was all over with. Her gaze fell onto Drace next, before falling back onto the console. There wasn't much else she could pull from, other than the vital systems of the ship. Hopefully it would be enough.

With the ships shielding as good as it was going to get, she moved to maintaining the engine coolant levels. Last thing they needed was to burn out the engines right out of space dock. "Alright, everything is looking good so far. Hope the cavalry shows up." Brianna spoke, standing at her console.
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[Drace Solus]

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They slowly climbed, their ship barreling toward the atmosphere. The Imperials had some anti-air cannons they could have used, but by the time they got to them, the Mandalorians were long gone, their focus on speed paying off. It had been a forced exit, having just barely escaped, but Drace was satisfied to declare the mission a success.

In a few minutes, they would meet with their escort, having agreed on a spot just outside Balmorra's atmosphere. They were in space now, and the ship started to slow down, no longer needing to overload the engines. No one followed them; it was too late for a squadron (if they even had one) to follow them, though he supposed soon enough the ship would be declared mission, and the search would begin.

For now, he sat back in the captain's chair, hands no longer gripping its arms.

FIN​

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