~Briefing Room in Training Simulator~
"Have a seat everyone we are about to start," Rizzit said as he threw data cards at each troop. "In this mission, a great friend of mine will be our main target. He is a Moff that once served the Glorious Old Empire before it was destroyed. He has been taken prisoner by troops of the New Imperium, and must be freed for if his life is taken many lives will follow."

"Fortunately for us, he is locked up in the detentionary of a Marauder Corvette that is on its way to NI headquarters. Obviously he must be taken back before the ship reaches the headquarters, so the element of time is to our disadvantage. You must be quick on this one."

"Although the size of the ship is relatively small, it's well guarded I can assure you that. The NI will do whatever they can to make sure that he arrives at the headquarters safely, so you'll have to be quick.....Good luck"

Iron Horse Squad saluted and turned on their data cards...it read:

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Your Mission: Board the Marauder Corvette and rescue the Imperial Moff from the detentionary before the ship reaches headquarters.

Your Equipment:

- Standard Stormtrooper gear
- NI Security Clearance Card
- Slicertool
- 2 plasma cutters
- 3 gas grenades
- 1 cam bot

Mandor looked down at the card and reflected on his orders and thought about the possible outcomes of this mission. The first thing he wondered about was how the hell they were going to get onto the corvette in the first place? Well it would probably already be sorted, or it wouldn't be his decision anyway. All he had to do was follow orders, although if it involved some of those troop-carrying torpedoes more fanatic groups of soldiers had been rumored to use he was not looking forward to it.

Onboard the corvette they would probably have to get in and out quickly and avoid too much trouble at first. Sneaking around in a confined space was what he was used to, he smiled, and he had spent many years doing that. However if they were discovered it would probably degenerated into a close-up slog fests down tight corridors, he didn't know the full fighting compliment of a Marauder Corvette, but with such an obviously highly regarded and important prisoner it would probably be more than a token force. The Horseys would probably be hard pressed to get out safely in this happened and he was not to sure how well he would hold his own in that situation, although he was certain he would be ok if melee broke out he would rack up a good few kills with knives.

Once Mandor had returned his thoughts to the present, he realized Virius was assembling the squad for his own orders and to make ready to go. He figured he better go and join them, before he was left out of things.

"As Rizzit has said, we don't have much time to catch this corvette. That ship is heavily defended as said before. I plan to take a small, fast ship to the corvette. The small ship will be equipped with an Ion Cannon. Tell the engineers to attach it to the smallest, fastest ship ASAP. We don't have much time troops. I know this job can be fast, I want this done in fifteen minutes! MOVE!"

The squad ran towards the engineers.

----Exactly 15 minutes later...----

"Sir, the ship is ready and the Ion Cannon is attached. We are ready for departure."

"Excellent. All troops, get into the ship now! We are taking off!"

The squad ran towards the ship. One at a time they crawled through the hatch. The air was a little humid but that could change. Virius started up the engine. The engine whined to life.

"I want a go/no go for take off." Said Virius.

"Engines."

"Go."

"Weapons Systems."

"Go."

"Ion Cannon."

"Go."

"Guidence Systems."

"Go."

"Maneuvering Systems."

"Go."

"Great. We are go for take off."

Virius pressed the button that started the thrusters. The craft slowly ascended into the sky.

"Typing in coordinates of enemy Corvette now.....Coordinates set. Ok squad, I've set the ship on auto pilot for just a second, I wanted to talk to you guys. I know that we have all of our weapons in here that we need. Remember, here's the plan." Virius paused before beginning.

"As soon as the corvette is in sensor range, we will fire a burst of speed. Kami, you will aim the Ion Cannon at the corvette. The ion cannon will disable the corvettes weapons for a small amount of time. As soon as we do that, we will go side-by-side with the ship. We will evacuate this vessel and bring out our "cutters". We will also bring an extra Stormtrooper Uniform for the Moff. We will brake into the corvette by making a small hole in it's outer shell. The air will undoubtedly be sucked out quickly. I want a quick search for the Moff himself. When you find him, let him put on the Stormtrooper uniform. Kill anyone and anything that gets in the way. As soon as he's ready, we will take the bridge and guide the ship back to VE base. It may sound easy but it's not. This is going to take skill, people. Now, get your gear ready and uniforms intact."

The troops nodded and began a quick check on their supplies, making sure that nothing would go wrong...
 
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Major Rizzit BlackHeart
Wildcard Platoon Commander
Army of the Vast Empire
PC/MAJ
Rizzit/1PLT/COMP/1BAT/1RGT/VEA/VE[OPE][OTH][EW1][RCoD][CRoM][CoH][OPA][SoA][SoS][SCP]
TRN/AC Rizzit/Trainee 2/Training Sect/VEDJ/VE
Everything expressed truly from your heart and soul is as pure as gold in the minds of anyone who listens!"--Rizzit

Kami slapped the door entry panel, then walked forward to address the Horsey's, all of which were coping with their nerves in different ways. Varron paced the small space among the ship's bulkheads, ducking his head every now and then to avoid smashing his head into the various equipment hanging from the ceiling. Telfaris sat to his right, his keen eyes taking in the trandoshan's every movement, while a deathly quiet Raziel sat by his side. The newest addition to their squad, Mandor, sat by himself further down the steel bench, his eyes scanning the datapad clenched in his hands.

Clearing her throat to catch the attention of her squad, Kami stopped just inside the doorway, ignoring the swish of air about her as the door slid shut behind her.

"Ok boys. Virius has a typically crazy entry scheme for us. We're flying in with a little help from a nearby comet, then jumping out and blasting the Rebels before they have a chance to react."

The three Iron Horse members near her absorbed this information with little more than a blink of an eye, but Mandor's eyebrows lifted high enough to threaten his hairline.
"Ah...excuse me Sarge, but ah...a comet?"

Kami nodded, then continued with her briefing, "The corvette's heavily armed. But our main priority is the port cannons. Once they're down, we'll be able to maneuver in close enough to burn our way in."
"Now the only thing we've got going for us in this assault is the time it's going to take them to mobilize their troops once we pounce in on them. According to the information Major Rizzit gave us, there's enough security in there to make the Moff quite inaccessible unless we move like crazy once we're inside."
"Raz, you're the best shot we have so I want you on the cannon when we break free of the comet. Once we're in, we'll be splitting in two groups to cover more ground. Virius, Mandor and Telfaris are headed one way, while Raz and Varron are going Moff hunting with me."

At the series of nods from her squad, Kami turned to leave, but hesitated at the unsure expression on Mandor's face.
"Remember, this is a simulation. So whatever hits you may take aren't going to be permanent. But we're gonna take this one as if it is. Rizzit's watching. Let's make him proud."
With a mischievous grin directed at their invisible spectator , Kami walked from the room and back to cockpit where Virius sat watching the comet grow in the view port.

"Not long now..." He murmured without turning his head, "We're going to have to be perfect with our timing."
Kami slid into the co-pilot seat, then playfully punched her squad leader on the shoulder. "If anyone can do it boss, you can. Besides..." She looked at the fiery mass streaking closer in front of them, "How much damage can one little ol' comet do?"
 
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Iron Horse Squad
ASL/SGT Kami/1SQD/1PLT/1COM/1BAT/1RGT/VEA/VE [LoR] [CoR] [IG] [GCA]
TRN/AC Kami/Training 1-3/VEDJ/VE
-=Surrender to your darkest dreams, and you'll live as you've never lived before...=-

A static could be heard from the radios followed by sounds of what seemed to be two men fighting.

"TK, it's my turn to get on the radio!" Rema grumbled.
"Arrr Shut up carpool!" TK ordered.

The troops were confused and some snickered in amusement.

"All squads, this is Advisor-Senior Sergeant Bowman. I am informing you that as advisors Rema and I are now your battle co-ordinators under the supervision of the allmighty Major Rizzit. If you have any questions in relation to this mission feel free to give us a buzz" TK informed.
"With these two co-ordinating us we'll most likely end up killing each other" A trooper joked.
Everyone laughed, excluding the two advisors.
"Either way, we wish you all the best. Oh yeah, don't die!" Rema commented.
 
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*[VEA-AdVISoR]*
Senior Sergeant David "TK-112"Bowman - Master Chef
AD/SSG TK-112/VEA/VE [CoR] [IH] [BoA]
"Winner of the let's imitate TK-112 for a day competition"
"You will obtain your ass upward! Fall your cranes and you will grip your noses! 0015 it is hour" - Faulty online translator

Varron smiled grimly to himself as he again check the charge of his heavy E-11, a few random shots flew past overhead, even more slamming into the overturned refresher unit he was using as cover, it would not last long, He glanced longingly at his stormtrooper helmet lying down the corridor..the comm unit crackling with hope. The partly-melted durasteel behind Varron was starting to burn through what was left of his amour 'How did this mission go so wrong!' the sound of running feet echoed down the hallway, Varron knew he was about to be overwhelmed, the sounds of shouts echoed down the corridors as the rebels charged; Varron stood with almost mechanical movements, strafing the hallway with fire cutting down the first two ranks of rebels charging down the three-man wide hallway, the carbine suddenly made a sick sound and refused to fire causing Varron to swear loudly and throw the useless gun at a rebel aiming a pistol at him knocking the man out. The trandoshan's claws shone and his eyes glowed with bloodlust as the first rebels reached him.

The squad entered the enemy corvette cautiously, trying to see everywhere at once everyone's grip on the E-11's a little tighter, even with the knowledge of the simulation did not stop the usual apprehension for a battle that was sure to happen, "Ok squad, this may not be real but I want you to treat it as such, you all know the plan" he studied blueprint intently for a second before saying "Umm, Kami your group should head out that way" he pointed down the left hand corridor "The rest are with me and we are going to make a hell of a distraction" Virius grinned manically at the troopers. Kami stared at the squad leader for a few seconds before leading herself, Raziel and Varron down the designated corridor, Mandor looking at her with pleading eyes the whole time.

Alarms buzzed all over the corvette and rebel troops rushed everywhere. Whatever Virius had done..it had been big, but it was doing what it was intended to do, the guards supposed to be next to various high security doors had joined in the fray and excitement and Kami's group were deep into the insides of the ship before they were discovered, A group of rebel technicians stumbled upon them as they were trying to bypass a security door and in the empending firefight there location was reported.

Raziel's eyes opened in surprise as he shouted "GET DOWN" blaster fire ripped the air as they dove to the ground combat instincts already firing at the source of the fire "In here!" he dove into the only room in the corridor, Varron followed and Kami was the last in, crouching just inside the doorway and firing off random bursts, Varron looked around and saw that they were inside a refresher room, where Kami was crouching appeared to be the only entrance. "We're trapped" Varron growled, Raziel activated his lightsaber, plunging the blade deep into the opposite wall, Varron took Kami's place at the door "Ok we are through" Raziel shouted to the others as a small circle of durasteel fell away from the wall "GRENADE" came the shout from outside and a small object flew trough the door, landing directly behind Varron, Kami and Raziel dove through the hole in the wall but Varron did not make it& the explosion lifted him off his feet sending him flying back out into the corridor, when he regained consciousness he found himself lying behind a half destroyed refresher, his armor had saved his life but glancing down at what was left of it, it would not do it again.

(O.O.C sorry had to rush the last few paragraphs =P)

 
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Iron Horse Squad
.: Bringing peace through violence:.
TRP/PFC Varron/1SQD/1PLT/1COM/1BAT/1RGT/VEA/VE [LoR]

Kami moved lithely after Raziel, flicking her lone dagger point down as she did so. Up ahead...Raziel reached the squad.
A soldier suddenly let out a muffled half cry, then slumped to the ground, his comrade's spinning about towards the sound. A single shot fired, before another Rebel fell with a scream, his hands clutched to his throat.

Then Kami joined the fray.

Her Kuati dagger cut through the air before her, whistling into the path of the first Rebel soldier she crossed. With a slight flight of her wrist, she angled the blade across the soldier's chest, provoking a shriek of pain. The Rebel lashed out with the butt of his rifle, but swiped only bare air as Kami fluidly stepped aside to bury her blade to the hilt in the back of the Rebel's neck. Yanking her bloodied blade free, she launched herself further into the squad, aware that Raziel span gracefully at her back, hacking a path through the enemy squad.

Finally, the last Rebel fell, clutching at her gut to land in a sprawling heap on the floor.
Kami ended her life quickly, then rose, sliding her blade back into the holster on her thigh. Raziel's helmeted head turned slightly in her direction, before he moved forwards once more, Kami at his heels. The duo weaved around a sharp corner, then hesitated as the ground shook violently beneath their feet. Clutching onto the wall to keep her footing, Kami glanced towards the shadows at her back. Faints screams...followed by the dull thuds of smaller explosions drifted forwards from the darkness.
Whatever Virius...or Varron was blowing to pieces, they were doing a fine job.

Raziel laid a gentle hand on her arm, drawing her attention back to the heavily secured detention doors now visible before them.
Kami sighed beneath her helmet, "Think they'll just let us through?"
Raziel looked up at her, "They never have before...but then again..."
He glanced back towards the detentionary.
"...that's never really stopped us has it?"

(occ. perfect raz )
 
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Iron Horse Squad
ASL/SGT Kami/1SQD/1PLT/1COM/1BAT/1RGT/VEA/VE [LoR] [CoR] [IG] [GCA]
TRN/AC Kami/Training 1-3/VEDJ/VE
-=Surrender to your darkest dreams, and you'll live as you've never lived before...=-

(o^_^o)

"No side vents, air ducts..." It was Raziel's turn to sigh. "I guess we're heading in from the front."
Kami slid forwards, slowly taking in the scene before her. There were only four troopers patrolling the area outside the detention doors, though the possibility of reinforcements inside was not out of the question. One soldier, a particularly sturdy looking fellow, hovered near the alarm panel on the left hand side of the corridor, his dark eyes taking in the darkened hallways about him with a professional scan.
Kami turned back to Raziel, her voice emitting over their personal comlink, "Four guards. Rookies except for the solid oaf of a guy near the wall. If we take him first, force an entry through the door..."
She paused as Raziel dangled a looted keycard between two fingers.
She smiled beneath her helmet, "Ok, since you've thought of everything. Take the big guy first, shoot the others then walk through the door."

Checking the charge on her E-11, Kami rose swiftly to her full height, then stepped out of the shadows into the corridor. The guards were slow to react. One minute they had been peacefully patrolling, and the next they found themselves confronted by two trigger happy stormtroopers.
Kami and Raziel's combined shots broke the silence, their fire drilling deep into the largest of the guard's chest before he had a chance to slap his panel. The three younger guards fumbled for their rifles, but Kami and Raz had already locked onto individual targets. Kami's guard died with his hands flying up in a gesture of surrender, whilst Raziel's collapsed with his hands trapped in his holster. The last guard managed to bring his rifle up, firing three wild shots which flew sparking into the floor beneath his feet before Raziel managed to gun him down.

Catching the keycard thrown in her direction by Raziel, Kami slid it through the access panel to the right of the doorway, the heavy doors grinding open in response. Striding through, rifles held at ready at their shoulders, the two Horses shot down the officer rising from behind a desk to their right, then continued on down the steel hallway to the jail cells.
"He's at the very end." Raziel murmured, before shifting slightly to shoot down a guard who rushed forward from an empty cell.
Kami took point, weaving past empty cells until a pale faced, gray haired man came into sight. The Moff stumbled forwards, his hands wrapping about the bars of his prison.
"Vast Empire?" He questioned, his dark gaze traveling to the Sergeant insignia on Kami's chestplate.
Ignoring the Moff, Kami gestured for Raziel to open the cell door with another newly requisitioned keycard, then impatiently handed the extra stormtrooper armor slung on her back to the senior official, "Get suited up sir, we haven't got much time."
The Moff paused, as if trying to decide whether to look indignant or not, then began to pull on the various pieces of the armor.
"May I ask who I am addressing?" The Moff murmured, fumbling with his helmet.

Overhead, the lights of the detention block abruptly turned a fiery red, accompanied by the high pitched blare of an alarm.
"Red Alert" A monotone voice droned over the loudspeakers, "Red Alert."

"Not right now." Kami yelled over the alarm, grabbing the aged Moff's arm to pull him from the cell. "Follow Raziel, and get down if we run into trouble."
Raziel paused to hand the Moff a pistol, before breaking into a soldier's lope, heading back towards the entrance. As they passed through the detention doors, Kami glanced over to see the sturdy looking veteran soldier from before leaning dead against the doorway, his hand curled on the alarm panel.
Gritting her teeth, Kami resisted the urge to run over and kick his body, instead focusing on the Moff's gleaming white back as he stumbled after Raziel.

 
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Iron Horse Squad
ASL/SGT Kami/1SQD/1PLT/1COM/1BAT/1RGT/VEA/VE [LoR] [CoR] [IG] [GCA]
TRN/AC Kami/Training 1-3/VEDJ/VE
-=Surrender to your darkest dreams, and you'll live as you've never lived before...=-

(o^_^o)

The New Imperium knew there were intruders. The cannons and engines of the corvette had been temporarily disabled, and entry had been forced by an unidentified ship. Four squads sent to deal with the intruders had failed to report in.
Another two squads posted near the vicinity of the detention block had seemingly disappeared without a trace.
The ship's engines and weapon power relays had blacked out moments later, giving Sergeant Victor of the New Imperium the impression that they had been invaded by an army of ghosts, capable of flittering through their highest defenses and hardened troops.
He growled deep in his throat as he lead the remainder of his squad...they had come into brief contact with the intruders...down a side corridor that twisted its way to the detention block. Red lights flashed every few seconds above his head, notifying everyone on the ship of the breach in the Moff's cell.
If they had taken the Moff, more than a few heads would find their way onto the chopping board...
Sergeant Victor skidded around the corner at the head of his men to see the detention doors wide open, dead troopers scattered about its base. With another growl of pure rage, he spun, alerted to the sound of soft blaster fire in the distance.
"This way!" He yelled at his men, taking off towards the breached hull of the ship.

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Kami and Raziel were tiring as they fought their way through increasing numbers of Imperium troopers. More than once they had been forced to side trek due to superior numbers, crossing back on their path to take another direction to the ship. Both of the stormtroopers armor carried the scarring of blaster hits, whilst the Moff's armor remained a gleaming white. It seemed the Moff was able to wrestle well with his conscious... diving safely out of harm's way every time Kami and Raziel found themselves surrounded.
"Virius, we have the Moff and are currently headed back to the ship" Kami managed to comm before she was forced to engage a soldier who skidded out of a small room to her right. Bringing her rifle up, she slammed the butt of her E-11 into the soldier's chin, sending his head flying back with a sickening crunch.
"Good," Came the distorted reply, "We will meet you there."
Steeping over the downed trooper's body, Kami gestured impatiently to the Moff, urging him to keep up. The Moff stumbled as he fought to comply, only to be saved by the quick reflexes of Raziel who caught him from behind.
"I'm...sorry..." The Moff murmured, allowing Raziel to help him regain his footing, "I just haven't got it in me anymore..."
Blaster fire erupted from behind the small group, announcing the arrival of yet another Imperium squad. Grabbing the Moff's arm, Kami propelled him in front of her.
"Keep running!" She yelled, already spinning back to fire at the incoming forces, "The ship is just up ahead. The others will be waiting for you!"
The Moff hesitated, fired one shot back down the hallway, and then turned to limp off in the direction Kami had specified.

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"We have them now!" Sergeant Victor screamed as three white figures came into view, "Gun em' down!
His squad fanned out to either side of him, rifles blazing.
Victor let out a triumphant crow as he saw one of the figures turn and flee, "See boys! They're running!"
He took a breath to laugh out loud, but paused as stormtrooper closest to them turned, bringing up their E-11. The Sergeant's eye widened as the point of the rifle locked onto him, its operator calmly ignoring the blaster fire pinging about his head.
He heard two shots fire, feeling both drill deep into his unarmored throat.
Samuel Victor, loyal Sergeant of the Imperium had enough life left in him to let out one last laugh of utter disbelief before he collapsed to the steel floor.
His remaining men, rookies at best, glanced down at his body, then exchanged knowing glances. Turning their backs to the Imperials, they dropped their rifles....and ran...

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Raziel and Kami watched the Imperium squad turn and flee, disappearing about the corner. Shrugging simultaneously, the duo resumed their sprint towards the ship. Diving through two doorways, they finally reached the small room in which they had entered the corvette to be greeted by a helmet less, disgruntled looking Varron.
Clapping the Trandoshan lightly on the shoulder as she ran past, Kami moved into the ship, checking over her squad mates as she did so. They were all there. Mandor and Telfaris sitting either side of the grey faced Moff, Trike standing awkwardly near the doorway.
Varron and Raziel came in after her; the ship's docking hatch clamping shut as they did so.  Sliding past the Horsey's, Kami made her way into the cockpit where Virius was already powering up the ship's engines.
"The Moff?" He asked in way of greeting, his eyes on the controls before him.
"Fine." Kami answered sliding into the co-pilot's chair.
The ship groaned, disengaging itself from the Marauder's hull, before pulling away into open space.
"Jumping in five, four, three, two..."
Virius pulled back on the lever, turning the world to black.

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Kami and the rest of the Horses walked out of the sim room, laughing and talking amongst themselves. They had completed their first simulation without any serious casualties...and they had done it as a team.
Rizzit walked towards them, causing the Horses to stiffen to attention.
"Good work Horsey's," He told them, "Not at all bad for a newly re-opened squad. Head back to your quarters and get some rest. We'll have a new mission for you sometime soon."

 
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Iron Horse Squad
ASL/SGT Kami/1SQD/1PLT/1COM/1BAT/1RGT/VEA/VE [LoR] [CoR] [IG] [GCA]
TRN/JRN Kami/Training 1-3/VEDJ/VE
-=Surrender to your darkest dreams, and you'll live as you've never lived before...=-

(o^_^o)