The Spearhead

[Sabrina K]

Sabrina had infiltrated imperial republic space, and dressed as a ventilation engineer. She was wearing a navy blue jumpsuit, with a bump cap on. Her hair was tied up, so it was out the way. She was also unusually not wearing any makeup, as she did not want to stand out. As well as tinted safety glasses, to help avoid people recognizing her. She also had a rebreather, lose on her neck like she was ready to put it on when she started work. She was on her way to a shuttle, heading to a Nefarious Class Frigate called the Spearhead. She had been given access codes, by the empires intelligence services, as well as an authentic name badge. So for this mission She was called Hailey Cortiss, and had a employee number three thousand and eighty seven, and ninety eight. She was not nervous, she had a plan how to do this, and how to get off. She came aboard the shuttle, with a trolly full of tool kits. All of them with bits in for her mission, though they where hidden inside them, or inside parts, she was bringing on. She knew others where coming to help as well, but this ship had to go down. So the The Empire could take down Coruscant, and bring the heretics to heel.

Inside her tool kit apart from explosives, she needed to place in the engine room. She had thirty five corsec knock out gas grenades, she was going to put these inside the ducts for air supply to the ship. These would be on a remote detonator, so if things did go south. She could detonate them, and make the whole ship go drowsy. She also had her lightsaber in their and Phrik Gauntlets. The explosives and grenades, where all in the middle of her hover trolly, which was load with parts and and tool kits, and wires. The thing was tidy, though her lightsaber and gauntlets, where in the tool kit near where she would be pushing it from. The hole thing had already bypassed security, thanks to a bit empire having a few people in place.

As she sat down on the shuttle, making her way to the ship docking bay, she was studying the map of the ship. As if it was her first time on this class of ship, she was to make out she had just past her apprenticeship, and this was her first assignment. She knew other members of the empire was already there, or on the way there to help. She had her task, engine room and ventilations shaft. This would help scuttle the ship, as the ship was an enclosed space, where gas could not just escape. As the air was constantly recycled, and that meant it would linger far longer than it would in planetary atmosphere.

She soon be board the ship, and then she have to get her and equipment off, then report for duty in the maintenance office. Then she would begin her work to sabotage this ship, for glory of the empire, and her Emperor.

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[Shizuo Aramusha]

Shizuo had had to get creative when it came to this particular mission. The navy blue jumpsuit he wore clashed slightly with his off-colored green skin, but most of his face was hidden, thanks to the simple bandana-like mask he'd brought along, a re-breather dangling on his neck as he walked along the interior of the ship.

He brought a hand up to his mouth, and coughed. A short 2 or 3 coughs, to indicate a sickness of some sort. The bandana kept his malformed features from showing, and to anyone walking by, it was just an alien with a cold or something, barely worth even acknowledging. Despite his disgust for those currently here, Shizuo knew he had a mission to complete. He pushed his hover-trolley along, which had a number of miscellaneous parts, as well as the explosives, his lightsaber, and blaster pistol. While normally the sith liked to carry his armor with him, for this mission, smuggling it on-board would be too risky.

The sith saw an approaching group of soldiers and kept his head low, moving out of their way quickly as he felt the air of arrogance about them, felt their eyes on him as they watched an alien in fear of them. There were other aliens aboard this vessel, they had been forced to take a different transport from the human maintenance crew, and all of them had an air of slavish fear to them. Shizuo suppressed the urge to kill for now, biding his time as he made his way to the designate rendezvous point.

Once this ship was going down, after all, the whole thing would be open season for him, and his comrades.

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[Sabrina K]

The shuttle landed, she felt it as the shock absorbers hit in. She overhead one of the actual maintenance officers say, That starboard shock absorber, needs to having a look at. She got up as the doors opened, and made that hiss noise. The noise was made due, to the differential pressures of inside the ship, and outside the ship mixing. She got up, and then went for her flatbed hoverboard, and then began to push it. She was following a map, and couple of others heading to maintenance section. She saw troops and others maintenance personal, as she passed them without being checked. She then got to the turbo lift, and pressed the button for her deck. As she waited for her lift to come up, she sat on her flatbed and looked at her datapad. She looking at the vent system, and working out how to sabotage it. She needed to stop the air filtration system, as when her gas grenades goes off. They would start to screen the air, thus making the effect only temporarily. She rather it was more long lasting if when used it, than a just a short attack. She figured out how to turn power of to it, as the turbo lift turned up. As doors opened some guards came out, and then she pushed her flatbed in. Then pressed the button to her deck, and the lift began to move to her deck. As reached her floor, the doors opened and she pushed it off, and she was met by her new supervisor. Are you must be the new girl, right put that over in the storage, and I show you around. She then pushed it to the maintenance storage bay, and then placed it at the back, so that it would not be checked for a while. She would have to get work on placing them soon, as she did not want it to be found. She was followed by him, and he was gabbering on about since she was new girl, she would be vent scrubbing. This was perfect for her, as she would be in the vents most time, and be able to place the devices throughout the ship.

She knew what vent scrubbing was, it was getting inside and cleaning each of the filters, as these collected dust. They where designed to stop the main oxygen recycling plant, from getting clogged up with dust. The was always too vents flow and return, she needed to plant the devices into the flow. So it would spread quickly throughout the ship, but only problem was the filters where the return side of the ducting. She would figure this out later, right know she was about to have a brew with her victims to be. Though being the new girl, meant she had to make the brew. They had a drink together, and he familiarized her with how ship worked. He was quite giving with the information, and from it she had a new plan.

She was going to shut down the oxygen recycling system, put them all in stun grenades in their. The system was balanced, so the gas would spread evenly throughout the ship. Then all they would need to do was blow the engines, and ship would go down like a lead balloon. Though she will needed a bit of time to do this job.

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[Tasha Blackwell]

Tasha didn’t mind dress up missions, but she certainly hated it when she had to hide her beautiful alien features. She prided herself in her appearance, and now she wore a ridiculous helmet. Unlike the others, she decided to knock out a trooper as she boarded, stuffing her in some closet as Tasha stole her clothing. It fit slightly loose, but it got the job done. As a result, she had a keycard that gave her access to many chambers aboard the shuttle, and she had a vague idea of the plan.

This was the second time she was working with Shizuo, though apparently he was more bionic now since their last mission. Tasha was separated from the group for now, making her way towards a terminal room that would give her visual of the different areas of the ship. The keycard gave her access inside, and she walked to a stationed soldier to relieve him for now. As he walked away, she accessed the security footage from here, spotting where Sabrina was doing her work.

Tasha looked over at some of the other chambers, suddenly noticing a group of armed Imperial troops coming aboard. She grimaced beneath her helmet, comming Sabrina and Shizuo as discreetly as she could in an encrypted message, “We’re running out of time. We have some Imps aboard asking questions. We may be compromised,” Tasha couldn’t figure out how their intel could have been leaked, but clearly their plans had been intercepted somehow. For now, she and Shizuo would have the job of finding creative ways to throw the suspicion off.

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[Shikari]

As the Republican troops exited their shuttles in the hangar of the Spearhead, a figure emerged from between them and strode down the ramp to the hangar floor. The woman was Pantoran and wore an odd outfit that could only have come from the core worlds. Her pink hair and EL-Tattoos made her stand out. She was also decked out in equipment. One of her lightsabers hung from her belt, her second stashed beneath her jacket on her back. Her blaster pistol hung from her thigh holster and her rifle slung across her back. On her belt were also two gas grenades and two concussion grenades. Though she didn't necessarily look the part, the way the troopers respectfully parted way for her could only mean that she was a sith. An officer walked briskly out of the bulkhead door leading further into the ship and made his way across the hangar floor towards the woman.

"Acolyte Gale. We only just received the communique informing us of your imminent arrival and your orders. You certainly didn't waste any time. I assure you however that our security measures are-" Shikari had been shifting her yellow eyes around the hangar and they snapped onto the thin pasty man. "I'm sure your security measures are up to date with Republica code Lieutenant, but there has been a development." Shikari lowered her voice so only she and the Lieutenant could hear. "Imperial Intelligence has submitted a report that there is an impending attack in the works. Corsin, and indeed this very ship were listed as primary targets. The admiralty does not take kindly to their ships being sabotaged, nor do I think would you. The Spearhead is a linchpin in our defense of this planet, and we need to tread carefully."

Shikari stepped past the Lieutenant as he got a much more concerned expression on his face and gazed across the hangar. There were so many people moving about. A Nefarious-class frigate like the Spearhead operated with an optimum crew of 250. Those were a lot of faces. Lots of places to hide if the enemy was already on board. Shikari turned back to the Lieutenant. "Please inform the captain that I have no desire to encroach upon his authority, but I request and need his cooperation. We need to put the ship on alert status. Make sure that all of the key systems are secured and all ship wide sensors and monitors are operating. No ships are to board or disembark for the time being. We need to run security checks on all of the crew. We'll do it here in the hangar. It has more space than any other section of the ship, correct? Start by summoning all non-combat personnel, engineers and mechanics and the like. Have the pilots stay here in the hangar. We'll check them second. Send troopers to patrol the passageways. I want one guard posted at every cross hall in the ship. If they see anyone where they are not supposed to be, they call it in immediately. And once we're done with the non-combats and the pilots, we'll get the troopers."

Shikari turned back around and gazed one more time over the crowded hangar once more. "Ask the captain if he would please keep the ship in motion. We don't know if the enemy has arrived yet or not. We don't want to set ourselves up as bait for the forthcoming attack."

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[Shizuo Aramusha]

Shizuo had made his way to the place he'd needed to get to, the ship being large but not that large to traverse. Walking with a certainty and calmness, as if he was always meant to be here on this ship, made others not question his movement as he made his way into the ships reactors and fuel systems. Shizuo knew that he'd need to plant these in non-obvious spaces. So he employed a simple principal, one he had learned from the clovac.

The lesson was simple, people didn't look for hidden objects in places in the open, especially places above themselves. The reactor room was large enough and isolated enough that few people worked it. Carefully and quietly he set to work, seeing a opportunity when the crew inside heard a command to report to the hanger. Shizuo picked up a box, and dropped it. Spare parts spilled as he gave a concerned yelp and began to frantically pick up parts.

"Hey, we need to go." Said one of the engineers when another shook his head, "Forget it, we can't be late for this." The human engineer looked to the panicked alien, "I ain't getting reprimanded for some alien."

The two fellow engineers left their fellow worker behind to clean up his mess and face whatever punishment was to come. Shizuo waited for the door to close before he stopped and stood back up. He got the explosives and wasted no time getting the bomb planted, lifting them with the force and setting them onto the upper part of the reactor, slipping them behind some of the fuel pipes.

He got on his comms, sending an encrypted message to his team as he fished out his lightsaber and had his rebreather mask at the ready. "My bombs are planted. Knock them out now." He said, referring to sabrina and her gas grenades.

 

[Argo Swan]

Argo had only recently been assigned to the spearhead. He found himself for the time being in a security detail, issued with Enforcer armour, and stun baton as well as his usual blaster pistol and vibrosword. He wasn't comfortable in the sweaty armour, but needs must in the service of Empire.

He was leading his division of 6 on a routine patrol through the ship, when a lieutenant called him over. He didn't know him, so he clipped his heels together and saluted as he arrived.

"Acolyte Gayle here has something to attend to. The Empire requires and requests you to give her every assistance."

The formalised way that the lieutenant spoke betrayed that he was sceptical about the Sith's mission. Ensign Swan, however, was not paid to make those judgements and fell in with his new colleague for the time being.

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[Tasha Blackwell]

OoC: Confirmed with lore and staff members - an acolyte Pantoran would have no authority with a ship captain

As the lieutenant commed over the orders the random and insignificant acolyte, an alien at that, barked, the captain simply scoffed. He was a veteran of several decades, and he wasn’t going to be pushed around. He sent the message right back to the woman, “You most certainly are encroaching in on my authority. We are more than secure and have vetted all our personnel. I have no idea who you are, nor do I care. Having a little glowstick doesn’t give you the authority to go around yakking orders at my crew. You can come aboard and do whatever searches you’d like, but I’m not going to be doing a full lockdown,” He outranked the acolyte, and had no qualms with telling her to kriff off if he needed to. A true Republica man, he was disgusted by aliens. He would barely listen to a regular acolyte, but a Pantoran would never have his ear. As a captain, he had more sway with authorities than she did, “As there is no evidence of an attack outside of whatever you think you’ve heard, I’m not required to cooperate.”

Tasha had no idea about any of this, but she knew she had to get moving soon. She had sent her comrades the warning, and they could handle the rest themselves. She reached over and put her rebreather on, shuffling out of the terminal room where she could see some other Imperials walking in. She fell into step with the crowd, not sticking out in any way as she made her way towards the nearest exit. Moving with a group, she easily made her way out into the hangar, counting on her allies to finish the job. She made a point to mask her Force signature in case anyone came over to investigate. However, if things went sideways, she would be ready to engage.

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[Sabrina K]

She finished her brew with the supervisor, and he was talking about his family. It was a shame he seems quite nice, but hse was going have to kill him, and bring grief to his family, who sound delightful. Especially his grandson Jimmy, who was getting upto all sorts of mischief. The boy was about five and sounded adorable, especially his little games he plays, that they let him think he got one over on them. He then turned to her and said, "Well I guess it time for you to start cleaning, give us a call if you need anything." He then got off to do his checks, and make sure others where doing their jobs.

She went into the storage room, and then got her tool kit with her lightsaber in, as well as the gas bombs. She then went to the oxygen recycling center, and to start her work. She saw to other maintenance personnel in there, they doing normal checks and nothing out of the ordinary. She gave them a quick wave to appear friendly, she then asked Where the bypass for the carbon filter? One of them pointed to it, and said Their it is, what you doing? She gave a quickly reply, Oh cleaning the filter out. The bypass was standard procedure, as well as increasing the oxygen level replacement from the oxygen tanks. As the air quality will go down, while it is being cleaned without it. She wanted to turn that down, not up though. She went to it and turn the oxygen level down slightly, not enough to be noticed straight away. Then turned the bypass on, she then pulled the filter out. Then one maintenance engineers, gave a laugh, and said Hey newbie, I think you turned the valve wrong way. He got up to change it the other way, she was not the first to make a mistake like that. Though hers was not a mistake, she did it on purpose. As he went for the valve, she went took her lightsaber. Then went over to his mate, she said Opps. Then lite up her lightsaber into him, she aimed for his throat so he would not make a sound. Then other turned around as she did, and she span and decapitated him. She then turned the oxygen levels down again, and put on her rebreather. She then put the grenades into the flow vent, and then set them off. Very soon the crew would start to fall over, and go into sleep. She new all her people had rebreathers, as this was part of the plan.

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[Shikari]

Shikari listened to the captain's comm as her face grew more and more sour. Of course she would end up having to deal with a stubborn jerk like this for a superior officer. No matter that her warning and orders came from Imperial intelligence. No matter that his ship was a prime target for sabotage. No matter that if this ship fell the defense of Corsin would be significantly harder for the Republica against almost certain Imperial invasion. All of that be damned, this fool just wanted to keep his authority over the situation and hold on to his prejudice until his death. So be it. Shikari wasn't about to waste the day arguing with this stubborn bantha-brained idiot who was going to win in the end simply because he outranked her.

"Very well. I understand your position captain. I'll begin my searches right here in the hangar. Thank you for your support in this matter." Shikari turned away from the Lieutenant and glanced around the hangar. There a few meters away were some Vexatious-class interceptors. Shikari glanced over at the agent who had offered his services to her. "Follow me." As the Lieutenant walked away, Shikari made her way over to the fighters. As she approached, the pilots of the small vessels saw her and stood at attention. "Stand aside. We need to check your craft for tampering." The pilots glanced at each other and backed away from the fighters. Shikari turned to Argo. "You take that one there." Then she said under her breath. "Get in and take off." Then Shikari turned and made her way to the other one. She climbed up the ladder and into the cockpit, flipping the ignition switches, she pushed the boarding ladder off the side and closed the cockpit. The pilots off to the side hopped off the crate they had been sitting on in surprise. Shikari saw them and waved before lifting off and hitting the throttle.

After clearing the hangar, Shikari's comms sparked to life and the sound of the captain's angry voice rose from her controls. "Hey Acolyte what's-your-name! What the hell do you think you are doing with my fighters?" Shikari smirked. "Just running some tests and checking the local skies. You did give me authority to run whatever searches I like, so I decided I should check in with any air traffic heading to or from your ship for the time being. I imagine you won't have too many complaints as this way I will be out of your way and you will be out of mine." The line was silent for a moment. "Listen here Acolyte, if you think... Helmsman. Why is the Lieutenant on the ground?... What do you mean the bridge guards have collapsed!?... Sound the alarm! I want medics up here at-... Throughout the ship!?... Acolyte Gale, you want to explain why my crew are.....falling-....." The line went silent. Shikari looked through her canopy at the frigate as her fighter circled. The bridge crew were collapsing? No, they had said the whole ship was experiencing the event. A chemical attack? That seemed the only possible way to explain the crew collapsing throughout the ship without a clear source of attack. Deadly? Or just a knock-out gas? Impossible to say without being there.

So, the attack had begun. The question was, where were the attackers? Either they had set a timed gas bomb and were a long way away by now, or they had set off the gas themselves and were still on the ship. Probably with some sort of breathing apparatus. But which was it? Shikari called up her companion, realizing that she had forgotten to ask his name. "Comrade. Something is going on onboard the frigate. Sounds like some sort of biological or chemical attack. Keep your eyes and sensors peeled for any ships or escape pods leaving the vessel. Most of the crew should have been knocked out or killed (whatever the case may be) by the gas. Anyone trying to escape is likely one of the saboteurs. The ship's autopilot should keep it in orbit over Corsin for the time being, so we can stay with her and monitor the situation. If she looks like she will run aground, you will fly down to the planet and have a biohazard team fly up immediately. For now, see if your short-range comms can reach any Republican forces on the planet or in orbit and try to get the message through. See if we can't get reinforcements through sooner. I plan on shooting down anything that tries to fly off that ship."

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[Argo Swan]

The Sith acolyte was nothing if not sure of herself.

Argo, on the other hand, was not so sure. He was an officer in the Imperial Navy and the Captain had just refused her succour. He didn't discount the possibility of attack entirely - it never did to underestimate the enemy - but he was flabbergasted when she made for an illegal commandeering of a fighter. He did not follow her; instead he made to accost her, and pin her down.

An alarm sounded. This would be just as the fighter left if his tackle was unsuccessful. At the same time, people began to slump further up on the gantry. The alarm was the toxicants alarm. This was a serious ship in the Imperial Navy. They would expect contaminants from time to time. There would be rebreathers handy and certainly in the fighters that they were near.

Argo held his breath, threw off his helmet and grabbed a nearby rebreather. If he had the acolyte in his custody, he would pass her one too. After all, she had been right.

"We need to secure the bridge and find the source of the contamination. Which do you fancy?"

Argo would not be the only one able to react in time, but the odds of it being the right people were not in their favour.

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OOC - please be charitable. It would have been easy for me to go along with the more competitive line run by Shikari, but it was out of character for Argo.​

 

[Sabrina K]

She then put her lightsaber through the filter, broke it to pieces so it could not be used again. As she did the supervisor came in, and said What the kark. She used the force, to pull his rebreather from his face. He soon keeled over and was out for the count, she liked him though. So as she made her way out, she was going to head to hanger bay, she dragged him out, and shoved him in escape pod. She had to save odd person, so she can look at herself in the mirror. He was the one for this year, the rest would be killed without mercy. Though she need to let the odd one go, every so often.

As she set him off, she headed to hanger. She was stepping over, the people who was knocked out thanks to her handy work. She was having to go via the stairs, as power may go at any minute. She was facing very no resistance on her way, this pleased her a lot, it mean the plan was working well. They had no way know controlling the air, the fan would would just keep pumping it round the ship. She would be soon at the hanger bay to steal one of their fighters, for her own use.

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[Shizuo Aramusha]

Shizuo tore off the simple cloth mask from his face and let it fall to the floor, reaching down to get the Re-Breather mask and securing it on his face as he took in a few breaths of filtered air. He held his saber in his metal hand as he walked out of the Engine room, the bomb still planted on the upper pipes of the Engine Room, to ignite the fuel lines and cripple the ship completely.


The remote detonator was in his pocket, his saber was in his right hand unignited, as his heavy footsteps echoed in the hall. He walked with a brisk pace, slowing down only as he came to the first crumpled body of an unconscious group of guards. The guards from before, along with the human workers who'd left the engine room. The altered kyuzo stared down at them as he held his saber, feeling the rage he suppressed before welling up, fueled by the supernatural darkness within him.


'Do it...What's a little taste going to hurt?' His thoughts echoed, as a guttural growl escaped his throat, his saber igniting in his hand. Wide and wild swings, down-angled slashes, a stabbing through the spine and a quick draw downwards, and the sequel of steam escaping a bodys wound from his saber. The killing made Shizuo's teeth chatter with the rush of satisfaction, the darkness satiated as he rolled his neck.


"Better..." He said to himself, the edge taken off, as it were, as he looked down to the pile of murder he had just made of the unconscious foes. He sensed something a moment in his revelry, a second later, hearing a noise in the silent hallway.


"I thought I heard something." It was a voice, a single one, but most likely talking to someone else. The alien sith growled as the darkness within bellowed for more. The sith knew he had to be cautious however, and so looked down at the resources at hand.


He reached down and picked up one of the guards by the collar, lifting up his body as his head came off and helmet clattered to the ground. He saw the place he'd cut into the back, and shoving his hand inside the wound, grabbed hold of solid matter within as he hoisted the body up and off his feet, the now 5 ft corpse easily picked up by his 7 ft frame.


Two men came from down the hall, Technicians it seemed who had grabbed some re-breather masks. One of them held a blaster pistol, probably taken from the unconscious guard. Another held a rifle. Both came to a stop as they saw the towering man in the workers overalls, a glowing red lightsaber in hand, yellow eyes locking with them as he began to run. There was a moment of silence and stillness as the two lucky technicians stood not moving.


There was no real warning, Shizuo was still, and then he was running. He held the body and thrust it in front of him, a makeshift shield of meat as a scream rang out. The men fired their stolen blasters wildly, missing most of their shots. One hit the dead body in the arm, another scoring the abdomen, but Shizuo was protected fully as he ran at breakneck speed.


With a heavy thud, he rammed the literal meat-shield into the one on the left, flinging him back and pinning him against the wall as he gave a strangled cry, the wind knocked out of him and a few bones broken from the impact. Shizuo felt the force rock up his shoulder from his prosthetic arm as he turned his right. The technician tried to take a step back, and a quick swipe of his saber cut the man down where he stood, black scorched wound burning from hip to shoulder blade.


"Please, Don't-!" The other man got no further as shizuo brought his blade up at an angle, stabbing the man through from the bottom of his ribs through his shoulder-blade, and into the wall as its metal began to heat and melt. Shizuo deactivated his saber as he rested his right hand's clenched fist against the dead bodies back, and with a single pry, pulled his hand free of the headless cadaver.


The blood dripped slowly from it as closed his eyes, the shadows seeming to dance around his body for a moment as he drank in the deeds he'd just done. The darkness that the witch put in him had driven him to these extremes, and he relished in how these acts of violence and carnage made him feel.


"Much, Much, Better..." Shizuo said, thinking with a straight head after suppressing himself for so long on this ship. Putting up with the prejudice, the arrogance, and the disrespect for the length of this mission. Finally, he felt serene again in his body and mind working as one in combat. There really was no better feeling in the world. Now calmed down, Shizuo made his way towards the hanger with the others, bloody hand coming up to activate his comms.


"We seem to have gotten most of the Crew. Let's depart, and watch the Fire-Works begin." shizuo said to his fellows on their comms, still using the encryption just in case they were being listened in on. The sith now walked calmly to the hangers, a weight off his shoulders as he smirked in the afterglow beneath the re-breather mask.

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[Tasha Blackwell]

Tasha was already on her way out, but she knew the alarms were blaring and going off. Cursing under her breath, she saw a man grab a rebreather and make his way in. He was going to block her path, and she knew there was nowhere else for her to go. Gritting her teeth, she held out her hand and sent a blast of the Force towards him. If successful, this would make him fly back through where he walked in from and out of the ship. Tasha didn’t do a follow up attack, bringing her saber to her right hand as she prepared to engage him. She quickly made her way down the ramp to avoid being inside the ship any longer.

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[Argo Swan]

Argo saw an alien in overalls walking with purpose. Given all that was going on, it was enough to rouse his suspicions. Before he could challenge the worker, however, there was a wave of power that knocked another serviceman out the hanger.

He sent a couple of shots from his pistol at the now-revealed Sith. He was shooting off the cuff and so could not aim specifically at any body part. At the same time, the target ignited a lightsaber.

Added to that, a new Sith entered, Argo could tell that much from the fact he had a lightsaber and a human shield.

This was more than Argo was used to. He therefore moved to a position where he had a good sight of both intruders, with no doors behind him for any surprise entrances. He ducked down behind a bank of spare parts and then sent off a couple more shots at the new entrant.

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[Sabrina K]

Their was fighter outside of the ship, she realised when she got to the hanger bay. As one was missing, the crew where out apart from in the command center. The bombs where primed, and this ship was ready to go down. They have had done their job well, she decided to head for the command center, as they could not risk any last minute heroics. She put her Phrik Gauntlets on, and began making her way their. This would take her a little time, hopefully though her colleague could hold them off till she got their.

As she made her way up their, through the stairway, as turbo lifts could be shut down. She saw a man passed out on the ground, his hands where close to his rebreather. She took it as a spare if she needed, as she was unsure how long these lasted. Then she started to come round the last corner, where she could hear gun fire. She ignited her lightsaber, and prepared herself for battle. She would soon come round that corner, and face them....

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[Shizuo Aramusha]

Shizuo had walked out into the Hanger, his left hand dripping with fresh blood and his right hand holding a saber. It was not his blood of course, his arms had no blood to bleed, being mechanical. But his eyes glanced around the Hanger as one of the men inside opened fire at one of his allies, then duck behind cover.

It was enough time for the Sith to raise his saber into a protective stance in front of him, his training in Soresu kicking in as the bolts came, Shizuo deflecting one after another as he began to move away from the doors, batting the bolts with efficiency but no aim, the bolts flying to hit the ceiling, the floor, and the broadside of one of the fighters.

His left hand, free of anything in them, began to glow a sickly green. Energy pooled within them as the Sith saw an opening. Still holding the saber in front of him and ready to defend himself with a deflect of his blade, Shizuo fired off a bolt of nightsister lightning towards the man. He aimed for where the man was shooting from, the lighting a painful jolt of searing energy in a condensed beam, enough to tear apart at the surface of the spare parts, and cut in the air with a deafening screech. His training had paid off, and this new technique would, if not outright immobilizing his foe with agony, keep him behind his makeshift cover for his comrade to flank and take him down.

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[Tasha Blackwell]

Tasha had her saber ignited, having expected retaliation from her move. She prepared for the bolts, but her deflection was more purposeful. She carefully bounced them all back towards the man’s hiding spot, aiming to destroy his cover. This, combined with her ally’s attack, would force Argo out into the open. Tasha acted swiftly, using the Force to rapidly coil around the man’s neck to choke him out. Her goal was to render him unconscious so she and her comrades could escape. If he didn’t submit, she would simply keep lashing out attacks depending on what he did.

At the same time, she wasn’t so far committed in her actions that she couldn’t react to any new threats in the area. Tasha ensured her back was pressed against the wall of the ship, nothing able to attack her from behind. She would also react quickly if any of the man’s allies cropped up to attack. She had been in enough fights not to be fooled.

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[Shikari]

Shikari blinked for a second beneath the rebreather Argo had strapped to her face. Her entire plan had been dashed upon the rocks by the upstart imperial's tackle and declaration that they needed to follow the captain's orders. Then the gas attack had come and Argo, thinking quickly, had stuck a rebreather on her face and run off to attack some newcomers. It was all a bit much for her to comprehend. She was filled with rage for a moment that Argo would have dared moved against her. Especially after his prior claim that he was at her service. But her rage was quickly washed away by surprise and adrenaline as the fight ensued.

Looking up from her place on the ground where Argo had left her, Shikari saw the two assailants with their red sabers drawn and knew them for what they were. Sith from the Old Empire. They were the cause of all of this. Well, not the cause for Argo's semi-betrayal, but the cause of everything else. She saw as Argo popped off a few shots at the assailants and ducked behind cover, but his shots were deflected, some back at him. Then Shikari felt the force being manipulated by the two assailants. The kyuzo male unleashed a bolt of green-colored force-lightening at Argo's hiding spot, while the other pantoran woman was doing something more manipulative. Argo was not sith, as far as Shikari was aware. So many attacks coming at him might be too much for him to handle. From her spot on the floor, Shikari had a clear view of the ceiling above the pantoran woman. There were lights up there, as there were in virtually every hangar ever designed. Shikari spun her legs and swung herself back up onto her feet in a crouch. Reaching up with both her hands, she used the force to take a grip of the connectors of the light fixture above the pantoran woman and ripped with as much force as she could muster. The connectors securing the light to the ceiling creaked and snapped and the large light fixture dropped, free-falling down towards the blue woman. With that done, Shikari lunged forward, drawing her lightsaber off of her belt and igniting it, spinning it in a flourish as she rushed across the empty space towards the other blue woman. If she could catch her off-guard as she dodged the falling lighting, she might be able to end this one quickly.

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[Argo Swan]

Argo was already on the move before the bolts returned towards him. However behind the workman's desk, there was an otherworldly shriek and the desk exploded outwards with parts. It was no longer good cover.

Argo stood up. He never experienced the choking attack due to the republican Sith's intervention breaking his enemy's concentration.

Immediately as he stood up, he shot again in a deliberate-fire rate at the centre of mass of the metallic attacker. As he shot, he sidestepped round do that he was always a moving target.

After two shots, which would each require a slightly different block (and therefore a certain amount of brain power), Argo spotted a spare fuel cell just behind his target. He shot a third time at him and then, at a quicker rhythm than his previous shots, shot a fourth time at the cell to explode in close proximity to the Sith.

At no time did Argo let himself have his back to anything other than a wall.