The spaceport was open in design. From the landing pad Havock could see the several industrial buildings and beyond that a vast mountain range. Beta and Anival were unloading the last of their gear completely oblivious to the sneers the locals were giving the troopers as they passed by.

Bothans and Humans alike seemed to shun the visitors universally. It was more than likely the only thing the two species could agree upon. Discussions regarding the time typically erupted in verbal onslaughts if not flat out brawls.

"Okay Hav, we are ready to roll out, just waiting for your orders."

She nodded, and motioned for Jegora to join her. "It's bad enough that we are drawing this much attention, no need to walk around in a big ass group. We have some ground to cover so let's split off and head to these locations on the intel report."

"Fine by me."

"Grab your gear and check your comlinks, I want reports on the hour from each team. Alpha team is me, Jegora, Brightstar and Razorsedge we will check out the medic facility where Gryvon Haig supposedly purchased medical supplies. Beta team will be RK, Jamasis, Beta, Kurl and Bloodhound I want you guys to look into the weapons and munitions plant on the outskirt of town. Haig was there too. Last, Delta team will be Joamer, Razor, D-Crowe and Anival. I want you guys to scout the town, keep an eye out for good hiding places and question the locals, if they will talk to you. We meet back here in five hours."

OOC:

Havock/Jeg/Bright/Razorsedge - medic facility - basically a clinic and pharm supply plant, they make meds and also have the clinic to diagnose and prescribe said drugs.


RK/Jamasis/Beta/Kurl/Bloodhound - Weapons/Munitions Plant - big ass factory where they make weapons. Don't blow yourselves up please.

Joamer/Razor/D-Crowe/Anival - Town - Canvas it, point out any interesting structures, and head to a local haunt like a cantina at some point.

You guys need to work together and coordinate with your team mates so your posts make sense. Remember to refer to Jeg's post for info on the planet and our adversary, Haig.

Also sorry for the shortness of my post, the germs are striking back so I'm not at my best.

Razor walked away with his fellow pack/squad mates and his nose wrinkled at the smell of the air here at the port at least. This world was indeed an industrial world that kept their factories burning something that was repulsive to barabel's. "This one think they should invest in more air scrubbers."

He looked to his squad mates to see how they might be adjusting. D-Crowe was a male human he hadn't had the chance to exchange words with yet, but the human struck him as a soldier who stood tall with strength to back it up.

Razor also gauged Joamer, who was clearly enhanced cybernetically and it made the human very intimidating. Even with Barabels innate strength and ability he would be reluctant to ever ask for a sparring match with that one. Clearly he would have to have to have been born from a cracked shell to welcome such a contest.

Razor then turned his attention to his last squad mate and had to mentally shrug about the height of the stormtrooper. Nevertheless he did seem strong and would no doubt be an asset if a low ceiling were involved.

"This one notes there is an indigenous alien population, but Bothans are not known to trust the Empire. Perhaps this one would have better luck with this?"

ooc: If anyone else on the squad wants to exchange pms, maybe we can work together on scouring the city. Looking forward to it.

“Have a seat Doc.”

The doctor looked wildly at the two men in trooper uniforms then mouthed a silent scream towards the woman smugly looking back at him.

“Who the...” He started to move towards her and was held in place by two strong hands on his shoulders. Jegora slammed him into a chair next to the patient cot, holding him firmly in place.

“I think I'll be asking the questions here today.”

Raziell noticed a curious glare from a nurse as she passed the small room and quickly moved to yank the curtain closed. The clinic itself was a small area with about eight curtained off patient rooms surrounding a central nurse station. Behind the double doors on either side was the factory and warehouse buildings for the production of the systems medical supplies. Although the facility looked meager in accommodation it was clear from the jewelry on the women and the suits the men wore that it was quite the affluent business.

“I'm looking for a guy about...” she held her hand up above her head. “Yeeeeea tall, blond hair, muscular, in here looking for a whole lot of medical supplies. Enough supplies for a small army.”

“I don't know what your talking about, I treat patients. If he came in here with a broken toe then I would see him, anything sales goes through the office.”

Havock made a tisk tisk motion with her finger then slammed her fist into the doctor's jaw. “Let's try again. Do I need to restate the question or are things a bit clearer in your memory now?”

“Fine!” He spit some blood on the white floor. “Geezus woman, what is your problem?”

Havock moved to strike him again.

“Okay I said I'd tell you.” She backed away and nodded for him to continue. “He was in here a few days ago I guess, I didn't see him. But the order I heard about it, look on the terminal over there, you'll have to enter my login information.”

“Raziell, type for our new friend.”

The trooper nodded and turned on the screen, getting the prompt ready.

“D-R-A-2-5-2 and the password is steinmart.”

Havock raised her eyebrow at the doctor. “Its my mother's maiden name.” He whined defensively.

“We're in.” Raziell continued to type and opened the file with Haig's name attached. “Most of its encrypted, we don't have a specific address but the supplies were delivered to a ship in the docking bay, number....sixty-eight.”

“Thank's Doc, let's go.”

OOC:

No Haig will not be there when we arrive, but the supplies and his goons will be, pewpew time

A smile spread across RK's lips as she sepped into the plant. It was going to be a breeze getting the information they needed, after allmost of the people in here were brawn, and not brain. Unfortunatley RK would probably have to talk to the brains of the operations and not the brawn.

"Alright guys, here's the deal let's split up we can gather more info that way." RK spun on her heel as she adressed the group. "Beta go with bloodhound and Kurl, ask anyone your heart desires, just don't ask anyone in charge, i'll take Jamasis we'll handle that, also stay clear of anyone operating machinery." RK saluted them and watched as they walked away, Beta saluting as he left.

"Alright Jamasis it's just you and me, this is where the fun begins." RK straightened her shirt and took a look around the factory, she didn't see anyone at first, but that was okay cause someone had been eyeing her.

"Heloo there Little Lady, may I ask what buissness you may be doing in these parts?" The man had a slurr and sounded like he had sailed before. He was eyeing both Jamasis and RK cautiously, his face giving away his fear, yet, trying to be charming. "Oh, are those imperial uniforms, my aren't we stylish." He was trying to insult them.

"I'm glad you think so, maybe you should join, we could always use the help." Jamasis said, his voice stern and sarcastic.

"Nah, I don't want to associate myself with the likes of you people, I would ask you to leave, but you ahve rights here."

"That's very kind of you, Sir" RK chimed in, putting her hand up  motioning towards the man. "As for why we are in your territory I would like to ask you a few questions if that would be okay."

"Sure, whatever it gets you out of here the fastest." the man said, his tone changing slighlty, more relaxed, but RK could tell his body was still tense.

"Do you know a Gryvon Haig?"

The mans demeanor changed, he instantly got beat red, but still tried to maintain a calm manner. "Never heard of him, now if your quite done, I am asking you to leave." He put a hand out as if to motion them to the door. 

"I don't beleive you, and just to show you I mean now harm. " Rk stepped forward and took her gun out of the holster. Jamamasis motioned from her side hoping he would stop. "Here, it's all I have on me, not including the pistol in my shoe, but now that you know it's there you can killme before I reach it, oh and the knives on my legs."

The man just stared, but grabbed the pistol quickly, shocked that RK hadn't tried to stop him. "I never understood how petite women like you can hide so much on your bodies."

Oh if only you knew how wrong that last statement was, I really wish I was me again. "We have a knack for hiding things." RK smiled.

"Fair enough, you made your point, if you really mean no harm I can't tell you much. I know he was in here the other day, not sure why, but I talked to him and lead him to the Boss, I'm jsut a supervisor." The man paused and handed RK her weapon back. "I did over hear a little bit about there conversation but it was mostly about weapons, and something about an inside man, not sure what that meant."

Jamasis piped up, still not sure what RK had done. "So the boss is the only one who knows?"

"No, a few others, not sure who I don't know everyone here jsut a select few and those under my care. I know one of the weapon engineers and another supervisor where called in, didn't know 'neither of them." The man stopped and looked up, he seemed to be staring in the distance.

"What you..."

"I'm sorry I can't say anything else, I have a job to do, please go, I don't want any blood shed." the man scurried off his hands fidgeting with themselves.

"What just happened?" Jamasis asked looking at RK.

"I made the mistake of handing the guy my gun, he took the clip." Rk shoowed Jamasis the empty handle grip. "He knows more, but it doesn't matter he gave us enough, besides I have an extra clip."

"You know that was dumb giving him the gun, why aren't you furious?"

"Cause, I'm not here to fight, we are not here to fight just gather information."

"What if they start a fight."

"That's what you guys are for, I jsut tell you what to do."

"Real funny, Ma'am."

"I thought it was, come on, we have more supervisors to find and a weapon engineer to track down." RK picked up her pace as she tucked the gun back into her holster, she'd worry about the clip later right now there was more important matters to worry about.

“Now what?” Jamasis asked.

“Hang on.” RK paged havock really quick hoping to get an update, and relay some information that she had gathered. “Havock, Hav, you there?”

“HEre RK, a little busy, but I can talk quick.” RK cringed as slight static came through, he didn’t think anything of it, but still it was annoying. She sounded like she was out of breath, or she was tired of talking to whoever she was talking too.

“I’ll make it quick, I just got hold of a supervisor, he met our boy Haig, said he lead him to the boss and only two other people know what went on in that room. And Beta hasn’t reported anything yet.” RK tried to keep it short, but knowing half of what needed to be said hadn’t been said.

“Sounds good, let me kn…..goota go RK!” Havocks voice cut out and the line went silent. Rk sighed audibly out loud and attached the commlink back to her belt right next to her helmet. This wasn’t going to be fun tracking down a supervisor and an engineer, but it had to be done, one way or the other. Somehow, she was going to find that man.

“What’s the story?” Jamasis asked from her right, standing with his helmet returned to it’s rightful place on his head. I wasn’t unusual. He looked mysterious and menacing. That might explain why they are afraid of us, or it could just be that I’m shorter than him now, and my perspective is different.

“Find whoever knows whatever they know, and hope that will lead us to whoever it is we are looking for.”

“We know who we are looking for, just not who to find to get to that person.”

“That’s the thing, what if by finding that person we don’t find who we are looking for, but only find more trouble.”

“I’m confused.”

“Good, we’ll make a man out of you yet.” RK smiled. She picked up her pace so that they could get to the next supervisor’s station quicker, she wasn’t fond of waiting.

“Oh, the irony of that.” Jamasis said as he struggled to keep up.

Rk rounded the corner almost running into a worker carrying tools. The man’s stench wafting into her nostrils, she cringed a little bit, not sure why smells got to her so easily lately. She kept a steady pace, as Jamasis came up right behind her. RK stopped dead and surveyed the area, it felt like someone was watching them. She didn’t see anything, but only felt like someone’s eyes were on her constantly. Nobody seemed to be in this work area except for a few engineers working on the machines. Must have closed down this side, guess with imperial here they don’t want to be caught off guard, or else everyone went home. RK dropped her head and motioned towards one of the engineers, he promptly dropped his tools and shyly made his way toward her. Are we really that threatening? “What’s your name?”

“I was told not to tell you, only to answer your questions and go back to my work.” The man was fidgeting, his kept wiping his palms on his pants, and brushing his hair out of his eyes. He knew something, or he didn’t want to get shot.

“Well, I am asking you a question, What is your name?” RK stared at the man intently, she instinctively put one hand on her hip, but quickly removed it due to an awkward feeling it gave her.

“I’m not at liberty to say, that’s my answer.”

Great, a political type, just what I needed. “Fine, do you know a Gryvon Haig, ever heard of him? Tasted him? Smelled him?” RK was pushing it but that didn’t bother her, but it did her subject.

“Listen, Lady, I really can’t say anything beyond that I work here I’m an engineer and I need to get back to work, now please just leave me alone.” The man started to walk away his jittering getting worse, he was looking around precariously as if waiting for something to happen. RK knew now that they were being watched, or else there were cameras in the walls. Though one thing still lingered in RK’s mind.

“Where is everybody? It’s not closing time yet, also every engineer is here if I’m correct.” Rk tapped her heel on the floor and spun to the side starting to walk away. She heard the man’s voice from the side.

“All I can tell you is the supervisor left and all mechanics were sent to check the machines, that’s what I’m supposed to be doing now if you would let me, you imperials are not very considerate when you have a job to do but us hard working, ‘low-lifes’ do. Geesh” The man shook his head and went back to work. His jittering stopped, but he still looked around.

RK smiled to herself, looked at Jamasis and pointed to his helmet and lipped the words, “I’ll explain through comm.” It took her a few minutes to put her hair back up, she had let it down, not like the pulling it did when it was scrunched up, but she had to to make the helmet fit without it flowing down outside and being an even more nuisance. She replaced the helmet on her head and flicked on the commlink. “Jamasis you there?”

“I read you, what’s going on?” Jamasis asked a little confused.

“First off your doing the next interrogation, and as for what’s going on? “ Rk paused to gather her thoughts,
“that man doesn’t know anything, we are being watched, and the supervisor that left I think is the only supervisor who knows, the boss is diverting all attention from some part of the building, but not sure where since every mechanic, and I assume engineer was sent to look at the machines of the section we are in now.”

“wait, we are being watched?”

“Yea, nothing to worry about, just someone making sure we don’t kill anyone or harm the workers, but I’m keeping this convo in comm cause I don’t want them knowing we are onto something, I’m sure whoever it is reporting back to the boss.”

“Alright, so where do you think they are being drawn from?”

“Probably Haigs order list, chances are there are a select few who know about it, and our doing inventory on it, or gathering it up, but that’s just a theory it coul dbe just simply the boss trying to make things look normal after some strange man comes in.” RK stopped and motioned to Jamasis to look up, on the balcony was a man dressed in all black, save for his head and his blue tie. “The Boss.”

“Ah, doesn’t look like I imagined him, I was thinking more sweaty.”

“Yea, me too.”

“What’s the plan?”

RK blinked a couple time to bring up intel on the factory they where in hoping to find some schematics of the place. Something wasn’t adding up, she wasn’t sure what, but she was determined to find out. “The plan, there is no plan, but first we need to find who’s following us.” She couldn’t find anything, so she went back to viewing mode so she could see where she was walking.

“Why? If they aren’t a threat why bother?” Jamasis looked over at his fellow trooper, and cocked his head slightly to the side.

“No, he or she isn’t dangerous, there is no need to worry, but there is one thing, they can turn dangerous, we do one thing wrong and we will be wishing we hadn’t come here.” RK looked around as if to inspect the craftsmanship of the building, “Also, I don’t think it’s someone who works for the leader of this factory, I think it’s one of Haig’s men, which means that theit threat level just went up, but not only that, we find the follower, we get one step closer to Haig. WE are going to need everyone for this.”

“What about interrogating more people, or should I say talking to more people?”

“We will, but that’s where our friends come in. As long as everything looks normal then everything will be normal.” RK turned off her comm and slipped the helmet back off, attaching it back to her belt. she undid her hair and began walking towards the next section. They had a lot to get done in a short amount of time. Hopefully, his teammates had found the missing puzzle pieces.

Joamer walked slowly away from the main squad, they had split up into groups. His had an apparent simple job of exploring the town, marking interesting buildings and then go have a drink at the local cantina. Course, simple meant find stuff to make go boom. Though with his now very limited arsenal that would be problematic. Course, he was sure someone had some nice explosives, maybe one of the more seedier shops would sell, or be reasoned with to hand them over.

The air was thick with the industrialized pollutants, the inhabitants of this planet were seemingly at a rush to destroy what little air they had to begin with, while wanting to destroy outsiders at the same time. Luckily it was not raining, though he doubted that would remain the same for long. It seemed everywhere it went it started to rain a few moments after they had landed.

He was wearing the standard S.C.O.P.E. Trooper armor, something he was not used to at all. He would rather be under deep cover, scouring some high level military facility in their usual stealth armor. Walking in the broad daylight where everyone pretty much hates your guts, judging by the looks they were getting, was going to end up as a very bad idea. A single DL-44 blaster pistol rested in a harness on his left leg, and his modified DLT-20 rifle hung from a weapons harness across his chest. As his finger rested close to the firing stud, he began wishing he brought something a bit more powerful, even if he was the resident marksman in the group.

His group moved slowly, careful to keep out of each others line of fire. They made mental notes of everything they could while seeming to browse the stands lining the street. They would compare notes, and build a proper report after they reached relative safety.

Only one person in his group did he not know, the other two were old pals. He never one was for alien species, though he was not a xenophobes in the slightest. He found it took a lot for anyone to gain his trust, and Razor was the new kid on the block as far as he was concerned. By the looks the barabel was giving him, a few of his war stories had reached his ears.

Stopping at one stand he looked over various trinkets as he clicked his comlink on. "Ayme." He said as he starred back at an older man glaring at him from beneath a half rotten overhang.

"I've told you not to call me that." His link clicked a few seconds later.

"Just updating you, if you hear explosions it was not us that started it. We've not done anything and the locals are already sharpening their teeth wanting us." Joamer said as he clicked the link off. He could almost hear his Sl's angry curses from here.

"Stay alert, but keep browsing." Joamer said as they moved off. The town was half dilapidated to begin with, anything that resembled cover would disintegrate at the first shot. Their only option was to move deeper into the enemies territory, and further away from reinforcements.

"When do you think it will go up like a match?" Razor said softly. Luckily none of his group was ignoring the fact that they would be fighting eventually. Joamer sighed as he put on his single eye heads-up display. It would give him the same tactical data as his helmet mounted unit would, plus it gave him an excuse not to have the stupid helmet on which was clipped to the belt behind him.

"I don't know, a minute or five hours. Who really knows in these situations. Just keep alert, and if you find something shiny buy it. Spending money might make the locals a bit less nervous." Joamer said as he took point.

D-Crowe jumped as someone 'accidentally' poured some type of brown liquid out of a second story window right where he was standing, luckily the young trooper dodged it and stayed clean.

"I suddenly doubt any amount of money will cool them off." Razor said as he gripped his rifle tighter.

Joamer could only shrug as they moved deeper into the town.

“Now I have a few questions I’d like to ask about a certain man…” Beta said calmly as the guard’s attention was focused on the targets, “his name is Gryvon Haig and I need to know all that you know about him.”

“I don’t know who you’re talking about–” The guard started to say and Beta moved the aim of his pistol towards him.

“I’m serious now. I have been authorized to use lethal force in this situation to get the information that I’m looking for.” Beta started to slowly move forward, pushing the guard back into the wall, “Now I’ll ask you again; what do you know about Gryvon Haig?” His voice was rising in intensity and starting to sound like he was losing patience.

“I’ve told you already, I don’t know anything about him.” The guard’s voice was also rising to match the same tone and he took a step forward to attempt to gain some control in the situation, “and even if I did know I couldn’t tell you, the Bothans have accepted me more than other humans into their society and if I was to betray them in any way then I’d lose everything I have, my home my job–”

Screw the passive way, it’s getting me nowhere… Beta then lunged into the guard, regaining any ground that he had lost earlier. He then grabbed the guard by the neck, his hand squeezing against the pressure points, and with his other hand Beta pressed the pistol against his temple.

“Now what do you know!” Beta yelled at him, slamming the man against the wall causing a few of the weapons to fall off and twisting the pistol against his temple while bringing himself closer to the other man.

“I… I don’t… c-can’t tell…” the guard hit the point that he was basically in tears and Beta couldn’t understand anything he was saying. Frustrated, Beta swung his arm so that the butt of the pistol made contact with the side of the guard’s head. He released his grip and the man slumped to the floor unconscious and a few teeth scattered across the ground.

So now what? Beta thought as he looked down at the mess he had made; an unconscious man lying on top of a pile of assorted weapons with teeth sticking out of a small pool of blood that originated from the man’s mouth.

Beta aimed the pistol at the man’s head for a second, thought about it for a second, and then lowered it. Instead he thought to spare the guy’s life and just make it so he can’t do anything when he wakes up. Beta went over to the range and jumped over a short section of the wall. After a bit of looking around he had found what he was looking for, spare rope to reattach the targets on the ceiling that had fallen off, and ran back to the body. Using a hole in the wall, Beta tied up the man with his back to the wall and his legs on the ground and his hands behind his back so he couldn’t do anything. Beta then gagged him before standing up and looking around. Seeing what he was looking for he went and grabbed a blaster rifle and another pistol and strapped the rifle to his back and the pistols to his holsters on each side. Beta then grabbed some ammo from the box and headed to the door.

Beta put his hand on the door handle and twisted hard, the handle not budging. Eager to get out he tried a few more times more rapidly with the same result. He looked over at the guard and ran over to search his body.

Frak, Beta thought, He must have left the keys outside!

He then stood up and paced around the room, trying to think of another solution. With none in mind he walked back to the body and searched it again, this time finding a pager. He then paged the last guy that had been paged with it to come over to the room and went to stand beside the door.

After a few minutes of waiting, the door handle made a sound, and then the handle turned. The door slowly opened and a Bothan walked inside. Beta walked up behind him and pounced on the Bothan, catching him by surprise. Without too much of a struggle Beta managed to knock him out and tie him in the same position. Beta grabbed the keys and headed for the door. He walked out of the room and picked up the helmet he had left earlier and put it on.

“Little status update RK, there was a small struggle but I’ve taken care of it. I’ll be heading over to your position shortly.” Beta said to the com then took the helmet off again.

Beta started walking to RK’s position, a pistol in each hand and a blaster rifle strapped to his back. He checked one of the corners with the pistols raised, saw no one, and ran to the next corner. He did the same thing at the next corner, this time seeing a female where the rest of his group was to be and charged, putting her in a headlock with a pistol to her head.

“State your name and rank ma’am!” Beta commanded.

“Damn it, it’s me, RK! Gunnery Sergeant RK!”

“Sorry, keep forgetting that you’re still a woman.” Beta released his ASL, “So what now?”

“We’ve got an update from Havock, we are to go to the hanger that they’re at.” Jamasis said.

“What he said,” RK put in, “and since everyone is now here with your arrival we can start heading towards it now.”

“Sounds like a plan.” Beta said and started heading towards the place that they had left their transport. Beta was the first out the doors to the factory and when he got out he saw a small group of bothans on their vehicle. The bothans then turned to see Beta and one pointed at him. Another took out a blaster pistol and took a shot at Beta which just missed and hit the wall beside him.

“Frak, there’s bothans on our transport!” Beta reported as he darted back into the factory.

“Then let’s get them off of it!” RK said before taking her blaster rifle and shooting one of them square in the chest. After that everyone took out their weapon of choice and fired bolts until all the bothans had fallen with the minute.

“Well, let’s get rollin’!” Beta said and ran off to their wheeled transport. The transport had been painted in a way to blend in with the environment of the planet and was an aged vehicle which was obvious in the paint. It was open roof, had loud speakers and was fun to drive.

When he got in he moved the bodies of the bothans off of it and turned on the engine. The transport started vibrating and the other members of the group started piling in the back one by one.

“Do you have the directions RK?” Beta asked.

“No,” RK said after checking her armor for them, “it seems I don’t.”

“Actually, I happen to have them right here.” Jamasis said while producing a small datapad from a container on the belt of his armor. “Here you go.”

“Thanks,” Beta said, reaching back and taking them from Jamasis. He looked at them quickly, looked up and saw a landmark, then turned and took off. Just as the factory disappeared over the horizon he turned on the music and the large speakers roared to life.

Just as the bumpy ride was to be coming to an end they could see something on the horizon. Beta slowed down to get a good look at it and it seemed like there was smoke but no flames coming out of the hanger they were supposed to be at.

“Frak, what the hell is going on over there?” Beta said to the others in the back.

“I have no clue but let’s just hope that they’re not having too much of a party without us.” RK replied.

Beta then slowly pulled up to the building and stopped by the doors.

The squad moved quickly up the deserted road after they had left the hangar behind. They were all quiet, either scanning in every direction for the next attack, or the new people soul searching over the lives that they had just taken. The sun was setting quickly, the temperature had dropped sharply the last few minutes. Joamer wondered when they would start to see their breath in the air, he doubted it would be very long.

He was walking point, his DLT-20a hung in front of him. He hands rested lightly on the grips as he tuned his senses to every little sound. He could hear Dominus somewhere behind him soul searching, instead of the dark moody silence that gripped so many newbies he had chosen to mumble quietly. He considered telling him to hush, but with the gravel crunching under his jack-boots he doubted it made a difference. They were not trying to be very stealthy anymore anyways.

He could feel Havocks eyes on him, as well as they rest of the squads. He was the one who had suddenly up and left amid a major mission. He knew he had a lot to make up for that, but right now his mind was on the mission. He did not know where he and Havock stood anymore, but he doubted it was anything like what they use to have. Part of him wished he was not here, he did not want to be responsible for people again. Too many lives had been lost because of something he was part of. He knew it was not truly his fault, but he still carried the guilt over it. Ghost squad was just another weight he carried.

He stopped suddenly, after a second he took a knee and starred straight ahead. He heard the squad behind him split off and find cover. He stayed in the center of the road, as he watched a lone building on the road. He could see the factory in the distance, about another klick roughly. This building however just looked odd, unused, old.

He was close enough to see inside one of the collapsed walls, everything was coated with dust and debris, untouched for weeks, or possibly even months. Just another worn down part of the world left behind.

After another few seconds he started walking again, his eyes ever searching. He heard a pair of boots approach, he did not bother to turn and look who it was. He knew it was Jeg, they had never really gotten along for some reason. Maybe it was the arrogance Joamer had towards people in command, or maybe it was his inability to trust quickly enough for some people. He did have a reputation as a lone wolf with some people.

"Look, I need to know I can count on you not to suddenly run off when things get hot in there." Jeg said quietly, he did not bother to say if they got hot. Everyone knew they were walking into a trap. It was almost funny going through the front door did not bother anyone, they truly were crazy.

"I follow orders from Havock." Joamer said as he finger lightly tapped his rifle.

"Not from me though." Jegora replied after a long minute. They continued walking, neither really talking their eyes off the road.

"I'm a well trained trooper, you follow your squad leaders orders. No one elses." Joamer said.

The rest of the trip was made in silence, both men staying at point. No one said anything about two on point. It was not unheard of, just not used very often. The point man often was the first to go down. To lose two in a firefight in the first few moments would be bad.

As they reached the factory they slowed before they reached the front door. The placed looked empty, but Joamer doubted that was true at all.

"So, should we knock the old fashioned way? Or announce ourselves with a really big explosion?" Dominus said after a moment of silence.

Dominus felt like an idiot after asking the question, because everyone in the group looked at him.

”What did I say something wrong?” Dominus asked.

”Yes, you shouldn't be proposing those sorts of things before at least two mission.” Joamer answered with a laugh.  ”But I think they need to be alerted of our presence so that they can guide us around this nice facility.”

The aggressive cyborg were already planting the explosives. He were placing them on the wall and not on the door that were in front of them.

“Why are you planning on blowing up the wall and not the door.” Dominus asked.

“Because the door is probably larmed and the wall isn't.” Joamer replied.

“But wont the explosion it self be some kind of alert?” Dominus continued.

“And the wall is likelier to create confusion if they have people waiting on the other side.” Jo said with patience that seemed to be quite out of character. At least of the kind of character that Dominus had seen. “The explosion will also create a bigger hole here.” Jo said.

The whole group helped with the finishing touch and when it were done they moved away to a safe distance. Joamer pressed the button of a transmitter that activated the explosives. The explosives went of and created a huge dust cloud they used it for their advantage they rushed through the dust that were falling down on them whilst checking for hostile contacts. They were in a hallway, one of the directions were blocked due to huge piles of rubble had been blown that way.

“Gentlemen, it seems we only have one way to go and be ready for resistance.” Joamer said. They headed into the huge explosives factory.

OOC:

Note: This post was written before Sam's

Wildcard started walking down the eerie dark hallway down the only way that had not been blocked off. They reached a fork in the road and decided to take the path with a glimpse of light at the end. Joamer was at the lead of the group holding his rifle at the ready in case anything should happen. Beta himself was at the back with a pistol per hand to take care of any resistance that they might get since Haig was in the building. After a small bit of walking they reached the end and found the source of the light through a door leading to a larger open area. Joamer put his rifle in one hand as to reach for the handle. He turned then leaned on the door, checking his corners as he went through. Havock followed in the same fashion then the rest of the platoon did. Beta was last, walking through backwards and once he deemed it was safe he holstered the firearms and manually closed and latched the door. They were now in a dimly lit room – seemingly abandoned to even a trained eye – and the only things that could be seen in it were some crates and machinery.

“Okay, here’s the plan. Gryvon Haig is apparently somewhere in this building.” Havock started to brief, “I want us all to remember that he is an extremely dangerous man and we need to find him yesterday. This is an explosives factory so we all need to be careful when firing at anything, the slightest miscalculation could kill us all.” Havock paused and examined the troopers as if making a decision, “For this we will just split up into the three groups we were in before, I’ll lead ours, Joamer will lead his group and RK his – errr… hers... Any questions?”

“So where are each of the groups going to search?” Beta asked.

“Good question. I guess that your group can check the upstairs area. Joamer’s will go to the other fork in the halls that we passed earlier and we will, check the main area, I guess.” Havock said while gesturing to each of the areas as she said them, “Okay, let’s go.”

Beta started in the direction of the stairs that led to the second floor with the rest of his group at his tail. After around a minute of walking past the many crates of explosives he reached the door to the stairs and tried turning the handle and realized it was locked. After a moment’s hesitation he slammed his side into the door and its hinges easy gave way under the force.

“After you.” Beta said to RK as she walked by and up the stairs. He then waited for everyone else, gesturing them through as they walked by and walked through himself once he was last.

The metal stairs each hummed with each step and the echo could be heard reverberating throughout the narrow stairwell. The lighting of the whole thing was the same as the rest of the building, dim with a blue tint to everything, one of those places that sends chills down your spine as you go by. Once he reached the top another trooper was holding the unlocked door open for him and he simply walked by.

“Okay, from what I’ve seen of the last factory we are fairly close to the command center right now. Our best bet of finding Haig is there.” RK said to the group as the door slowly swung shut, “I want you to take heed to what Havock has already told us, he is an extremely dangerous man and will kill you if he sees you. We will be taking extreme caution as we go through here, do you understand?” There was an abundance of head nodding, “Sounds good. We’ll be going this way; I’ll lead with Jamasis at my side. Beta, I want you at the back again in case someone is following us, I don’t like the feeling of this place at all.”

They headed to one of the doors with their weapons at the ready. Beta unholstered his pistols and followed the rest of them. The next room they were in was much like an office, there were desks, chairs and papers all over the place. It’s not like the place had been abandoned years ago, it’s like everyone had the day off. Beta was watching their backs when he heard the snap of something from behind them. He turned around only to be pointing his pistols at Jamasis who had stepped on a small object on the ground.

“Sorry about that,” Jamasis whispered, looking flushed.

“No problem,” Beta whispered back, “just be more careful, next time I might jump and pull the trigger on you.”

They kept on going through the offices and other various rooms until they reached a more solid looking door than the rest. Beta walked up and took a closer look at it. Factory Command was written on the side of the door.

“Should we just walk right in?” Jamasis asked.

“I don’t think so,” Beta said, “If he is in there I don’t want him to have the time to grab a rifle and shoot us.”

“Then why not do a breach?” RK said, “One of us is bound to be holding explosives on them.”

“Right here.” Jamasis said while producing a small charge.

“Give it here.” RK said before taking it and planting it on the door. She set it too explode and they all stood on either side of the door. While waiting Beta put away the pistols and took out his rifle off of his back which was much more suitable for this kind of situation. After a few seconds the charge went off and they instantly stormed the room, rifles waving to catch every square inch of the room. After the dust cleared it was clear that they were the only ones there.

“Well that was a bit of a waste.” Beta commented as he put away his rifle.

“Can’t disagree with you there,” Jamasis said, “now where else do we look?”

“I don’t know,” RK replied, “I’ll contact the others to see if they’ve had any luck.”

“This is RK, we are in the command center and he isn’t here. Have either of you struck gold?” RK said quickly into the com.

“We haven’t seen him yet. Actually we haven’t seen anyone at all.” Joamer replied into the com.

“I’m afraid we have the same problem too. I think we have to try somewhere else if we don’t find anything soon.” Beta heard Havock say.

“Let’s look around a bit more and see what we can find.” RK said to the group, “If nothing then we’ll meet up back at the place we started to see what we’ll do next.”

The group nodded and started looking around the room. Beta walked by all the equipment, taking note at the numbers and flashing lights on some of the equipment. He paused when he came upon this one digital number that was counting down by seconds.

“Hey RK, come look at this.” Beta yelled.

RK ran over and looked in awe at it. “What is it?”

“No clue,” Beta said, “I have a bad feeling about it though.”

“Hmmm…” RK said while running her hand down this one wire and followed it to a crate of explosives. “FRAK!”

“What?”

“It’s rigged to explode!” RK panicked, “The whole frakking place is rigged to explode!”

“Havock!” Beta said onto the com, “Havock, we’ve found something important! The whole building is rigged to detonate!”

“What!” Havock’s voice sounded over the slight static, “how long do we have?”

RK checked the clock, “Five minutes!”

“We have to evacuate ourselves now!” Havock commanded, “Just run out of the building now!”

“Well you heard her.” Beta said before they all started running out the way that they had came in through.

Beta was in the front, he ran through the offices, down the stairs and to the hallways that they had came in from. At the entrance to them they met up with Havock’s group and by the place they had breached they met with Joamer’s.

“GET DOWN!” Beta yelled as he dove to the ground outside the factory and was followed by a few others.

He rolled over just in time to see the factory engulfed in a large fireball, debris flying everywhere. Joamer was still standing when a bent metal door soared through the air and just caught a glancing blow on the side of the man’s head, knocking him clean to the ground. A chunk of railing then speared the ground right beside Beta's shoulder causing a small plume of dust to arise around it. Many other various pieces of factory hit the ground close to squad members and soon the entire thing seemed to calm down.

Beta turned his head from the flaming remains of the building to a group of bothans. They walked up and confronted a group of humans before the whole chemistry of things turned it into a larger and larger riot. After not long the entire place seemed to be filled with bothans fighting humans over what just happened.

“Let me help you up there.” Jamasis said after coming out of nowhere and grabbing Beta's hand to pull him up.

“Thanks,” Beta said and Jamasis helped him to his feet.

“What about Joamer?” Beta asked.

“He’ll be fine,” said a surprisingly uninjured Havock, looking out into the riots, “Just knocked out. Besides, we have bigger problems on our hands.”

Beta then walked forward to get a better glimpse of the chaos that had ensued.

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Noting again that this post was written before Sam's

The platoon of stormtroopers headed out towards the supposed location of Haig Gryvon. Around fifty meters in front of them was the start of the riots with the man they were looking for all this time on the other side. Just before they reached the front of the mass of angry bothans and humans they stopped and hid behind a crashed speeder.

“Okay guys I’ve thought this through,” Havock started to say, “From our experiences on this lovely chunk of rock I think we’ve all seen how much speciesism these bothans display. That means that first of all they won’t be happy seeing us there and second of all they will be even less thrilled to see stormtroopers there.”

“So what’s the point you’re trying to make?” Beta asked with the unconscious Joamer hanging over his shoulder.

Havock glared at him for interrupting then continued, “The point that I’m trying to make is that we’ll need to split up again to avoid being caught. This time groups of two to make it easy to slip through the crowds and the other person will make sure that we all get there.” she paused for a second, thinking of what to say then all of a sudden seemed to make up her mind, “Just remember before we all take off, make sure to head towards the other factory over there, that’s around where he should be. Let’s go!”

As the troopers headed out from the wreck of the speeder and into the crowd of fighting Beta hoisted Joamer on to a more comfortable spot and ran forward and through the already broken window of one of the houses. He landed and put his free arm on the ground. Looking around he could see shards of glass scattered along the hallway floor and a brick halfway through the hallway itself. During this small pause he could hear more shouting and fighting from the outside and the brief groaning of the body on his shoulder. At this he rested Joamer on the ground and saw the man’s eyes slowly open.

“Wha… what! What the hell happened and where are we now?” Joamer asked, sitting up quickly.

“Oh…” Beta said fixing his gaze from the riots back to Joamer, “During the explosion of the factory a stray door smacked you in the side of the head causing you to get knocked out.” Joamer then put his hand on the spot he was hit then looked at his hand to see traces of blood, “Now we are running to catch Haig in his real location that we figured out from some helpful information.”

“So where are we in relativity to where we need to be?” Joamer said, Beta pulling him up to his feet.

“We haven’t gotten very far, I’d say about the first house. If we want to be there on time then I’d suggest that we continue soon.”

The two men then broke through one of the back doors and ended up in a narrow alley. Beta checked left and right, both were road crammed full of riots. Joamer started climbing a ladder on the side of one of the buildings and Beta followed. They got to a ledge with a door leading inside a separate building. After busting down the door they were in a stairwell. The two went up a floor and ended up on the roof.

“See that building over there,” Beta said pointing, “that’s what we’re heading for. Haig is supposed to be around there. I guess we can go through the buildings until we are about there.”

“Sounds like it should work.” Joamer said.

Beta then started a jog and turned to a sprint as he reached the edge of the roof. He leaped with Joamer at his side and made it across the two meter gap. After doing this across a few buildings they were at the edge where they would have to climb back down. Beta saw another ladder leading down and slid down and jumped off at about five feet off the ground. When Joamer landed behind him they started to push their way through the crowds of people. It was difficult; they were getting hit occasionally and were always shoulder to shoulder with the fighting civilians.

“There he is!” Joamer said pointing at another man that was also pushing his way through and the two started to head towards him before he was able to get where he wanted.