(OOC: I'm back, enjoy the show  ) Argon landed in the main spaceport and took a look off to the East, seeing fire on the horizon.  The front lines were close. He headed immediately to the office of the Ambassodor and found the man exiting a room that looked liked it could be either an office or a meeting room. "Sargeant Major Viper I presume," said Ambassodor Kraas, taking a look at the VE insignia that decorated Argon's left shoulder, "I'm glad you're here, it seems your new squad is taking heavy losses to the Rebels." "That's why I'm here," said Argon, "tell me where they are and I'll be there." "Well," said Kraas, leading Argon in one direction down the hall as a Major walked the other way, "that could be a problem.  We seem to have lost contac with them." "Show me your current battle reports," said Argon, "If Kuroishi's with them, it won't be too hard to tell where they are." "Very well," said the Ambassador, surprised, "right this way." -------------- Two hours later, Argon was headed out on a truck carrying the newest load of conscripts into the war.  He wore a standard Eriadu military uniform that could quickly be modified to look like almost anything else. In his pack, he carried an E-11 blaster rifle, a carbine, a seperated sniper rifle, several clips of ammo for each, and two weeks worth of rations. In his hands, he held a local variant of the E-11 and on his belt, he had a few pouches of chemicals, containers, and mechanical parts as well as another blaster carbine. The truck was full of two squads of conscripts and was travelling in a convoy of five similar trucks. The conscripted soldiers were all young, only just out of their teens or not even that, and they were all very nervous. "Hey," said a young Rodian who sat across from Argon, "I'm Ridniz Fareet." "Taloos Varnass," replied Argon, having already memorized his persona, "where are you from?" "One of the outskirt farms," said the Rodian, obviously comforted to have the massive Whiphid in his group, "got destroyed a couple months ago, my mom too.  My dad's been trying to get work in the city, but I just turned 17, so I got put up for the draft.  How about you?" "I was in the area," said Argon, "figured I'd join the fight.  What's the city like, how're the people taking this war?" "Man, everyone hates it," said the Rodian, loosening up, "that ambassador's trademark Imp, he'd kill all us non-humans if he could, but he needs us to beat back the Rebels.  I swear, if the Rebels put more pressure on him, I'd take him down myself." A few choruses of agreement from areas of the truck showed that this was not an unpopular opinion. Argon continued the conversation just long enough to make it seem like a normal one and then lapsed into silence. Three hours of driving later, they arrived at the main frontline command post. ------------ He was sneaking through the bushes, almost at the encampment the Wraiths and Jester's had set up. It had been ridiculusly easy to spot, he could only assume that neither Raznor Kuroishi had been involved in the setup of it. He took a few minutes to find Kuroishi's sniper post and headed for it.  Sneaking up behind his old boss, Argon reached down and grabbed the sniper rifle from the top. Apparently, Kuroishi wasn't totally out of it, because he turned around almost before Argon had grabbed it, lashing out with his right hand at Argon's face and trying to twist the gun out of Argon's grip with his left. Argon kept his grip on the gun and caught Kuroishi's right hand with his left. "I'm back," he said simply to Kuroishi's shocked expression. ------------- He walked into the encampment and strode directly up to the two squad leaders. "Sir," he said, saluting Raz, "Sargeant Major Argon Viper reporting for duty, sir!" "Argon," said Raz, in surprise, standing up and returning the salute as Kiption's face turned to a mask of shocked annoyance, "man am I glad to see you.  You bring anything for us?" "Of course," said Argon, opening up his pack, "I figured you guys were low on rations, so I packed up as much as I could get from what they had at the main HQ." This brought a ragged round of applause from the troops who had gathered to figure out what this was all about. "Also," said Argon, "I did a few things before getting here.  First off, here's the speaker for a microphone I hid on the Ambassador's clothing.  Now we'll know the second he decides to backstab us." "Wait a second," said Kiption, interrupting, "didn't Fury forbid us from bringing anything like that with us?" "Yeah," said Argon, "but it's not hard to make if you're on a shuttle.  Although they will find out sooner or later that their sensors show a nonexistant ship to their bottom left and their short range communicators can't handle the 20-30 hertz range anymore." This provoked some laughter among the more psychotic members of the groups. "Nice," said Raz, admiring the makeshift speaker, "anything else?" "Yeah," said Argon, "I hithced a ride pretending to be one of their conscripts and I found out a few things.  You have no idea how bad life will get if we succeed in escalating things..." (OOC: In case I didn't catch anything, just mail me and I'll edit this post accordingly.  Otherwise, enjoy  )
 
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Argon Viper
IW COL Argon Viper{ret}
"History is on the move, those who cannot keep up will watch from a distance, and those who get in our way will not watch at all" - Grand Admiral Thrawn
"In combat, second place is only the last to die."- Anonymous
"Condemnation does not liberate, it oppresses" - Carl G Jung
"The only thing that will never change is that everything will change" - Argon Viper

(gotta love your posts, I don't have to wait for anyone else because they're like several wrapped into one  ) "Distraction eh?" said Kuroishi as he and Argon took a look at the route the Jesters would use to get deeper into enemy territory, "I don't know, I'm running low on explosive supplies as it is.  Besides, you're the expert." "I sure am," said Argon with a smirk, "and I think I have an idea." ------------ Argon and Kuroishi snuck around behind the Rebel platoon base camp holding their new cargo. "Are you sure these are going to work?" Kuroishi whispered to Argon. "Trust me," said Argon, "this won't take out anything vital, but it's distracting as hell." Shaking his head slowly, Kuroishi took out a lighter. "Here goes nothing," he said, lighting the object and then throwing it quickly into the enemy camp. The duct tape wrapped water balloon took a few seconds to start burning, but once it started, it ignited like a nova in between the enemy tents. As it did so, Argon pitched another one at another section of the camp.  This one too caught fire. By now, the guards had raised the alarm and troops were hurriedly issuing from their tents. One of them shouted and pointed in the direction of Argon and Kuroishi and was promptly hit in the face with another flaming, duct-tape wrapped water balloon. Kuroishi launched another one and the two of them started to retreat. "How is this supposed to distract them again?" he asked, "It'll only take them, like two minutes to put them out." Suddenly, one of the balloons exploded, throwing burning duct tape in all directions. In addition to this, it had not been filled with water, but with gasoline, adding an extra blaze to it and catching any nearby materials on fire. "I love my job," Argon chuckled as the two of them escaped under cover of the blaze. "You're clear to go Jester," Kuroishi radioed, "they're gonna be busy for a while." "Well now," said Argon, admiring another act of senseless arson, "let's go see what Raz' got planned for us, shall we?" (PS - Thanks go out to a couple real world friends of mine for this stunt.  They did it in their garage, but used a water balloon wrapped in duct tape.  I just added the gasoline part    Gotta love the "Rube" projects  )
 
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Argon Viper
IW COL Argon Viper{ret}
"History is on the move, those who cannot keep up will watch from a distance, and those who get in our way will not watch at all" - Grand Admiral Thrawn
"In combat, second place is only the last to die."- Anonymous
"Condemnation does not liberate, it oppresses" - Carl G Jung
"The only thing that will never change is that everything will change" - Argon Viper

Afyon raced around the corner and sped thorugh the spaceport.  He quickly came to the registration desk.  Now if I can only fool him Ill make it into the city.  Afyon thought as he slowly looked at the man at the registration desk. "I would like to register my shuttle here. It is in space D-821, its a Lamba-class shuttle."  Afyon said as he reached into his bag and pulled out a large sack. "Who is this shuttle registered to?"  The man at the desk inquired. "This shuttle is owned bu Enterprise corporation, a large mining operation.  I am currently using it to scout out many things for their corporation."  Afyon lied blatently as he stared into the man's eyes.  "I will probably be staying 5 days, do you want a deposit or the full amount now?"  He asked as he opened the satchel "A five thousand credit deposit will be fine for now."  The opreator replied as Afyon threw two bundles of bills on the table. "Thank you very much."  Afyon said as he turned and made for the door.  His part of the mission was now underway.  Now if he only knew what the hell was going on.

[OOC]Just in case you missed the reference earlier, Raziel has a map and it is now posted.  Just up about like 5 posts and you can get to it.[/OOC]

Kip looked across at Merrick. "You're still looking too damn happy." Merrick grinned some more. They were camped for the night, somewhere nice and deep in enemy territory. Tomorrow was a new day, possibly with even more people to kill. Stitch looked up. "So, do we get the story yet?" Merrick looked thoughtful. "I think it's still classed as classified. I'm not authorised to.." Kip snorted and Merrick looked at him. "As if that has ever stopped you doing something before." Merrick and a few of the others laughed, and Kip just kept his matter of fact expression. After a lengthy debate, Merrick told them the basics of what she had been doing for the 6 months she had been 'retired'. She neglected to mention WHY she had been under cover, because there were only 2 or 3 people in the whole VE that knew that. Kip seemed satisfied with the basics, though Stitch wasn't really, so Merrick went to get some sleep and heard the others follow suit a few minutes later.
 
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Jester Squad's chick with a sword
To thy protection fear and sorrow flee, and those that weary are of light find rest in thee.
If you love something, set it free. If it doesn't come back, hunt it down and kill it.

Afyon got his reciept and quickly left the spaceport.  As soon as he got outside, he saw the smoke off in the distance.  The was was still going on and it appeared his side was losing.  Time to change this  he thought as he made his way down the street. After walking about two blocks he saw a pair of soldiers guarding a busy intersection.  They were both armed in full combat gear and had speederbikes.  Afyon quickly made his way to the intersection.  Afyon hid behind a cement road block and screwed the silencer onto his pistol.  He took careful aim and as soon as the traffic calmed he fired tow quick shots, one shot hit each soldier in the neck.  Afyon leaped over the road block and raced to the soldiers.  There he quickly put on one set of armor and grabbed all the equipment he could.  He then jumped onto one of the speeders and headed towards the battle.

(OOC: Pigs fly? Hell is frozen over? A Fallen Angle just said something impossible isn't possible? )
 
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OO/GN Sierra "Talon" Taurus/HC-3/VEHC/VE[BC][IOC][LoC][SoS][BM][CDS][MSM]
GM-SL/KPX "Nightblades"/DC-2/Elite Griffen Sect/VSD-II Griffen/VEDJ/VE[IOC][OQD][WoS 2nd Class]
CEO Sierra "Talon" Taurus/ECHC-1/Endoven/Dome 8473/VEEC/VE
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SCAP/COM Vincent "Claw" Taurus/ISD Nemesis/Offensive Fleet/VEN[=A=][LoM][IOC][IC2]
CE Vincent "Claw" Taurus/Endoven/Dome 8457/VEEC/VE

[OOC: Common sense.. IE, not being a Fallen Angel.]
 
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TRP/SGT Merrick/1SQD/2PLT/1COM/1BAT/1RGT/VEA/VE
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Jester Squad's chick with a sword
To thy protection fear and sorrow flee, and those that weary are of light find rest in thee.
If you love something, set it free. If it doesn't come back, hunt it down and kill it.

[OOC: That sounds a lot better, and it makes for some pretty cool action sequences.  The way you had it sounded like you just went in, killed them, and got away with nothing happening.  BTW, Merrick, having the common sense to ask not to be put in Jester where most personality conflicts happen    I'm in Wraith for a reason    Anyways, I'll try to put up a post tomorrow  ]
 
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Argon Viper
IW COL Argon Viper{ret}
Fallen Angel and Proud of It!
"History is on the move, those who cannot keep up will watch from a distance, and those who get in our way will not watch at all" - Grand Admiral Thrawn
"In combat, second place is only the last to die."- Anonymous
"Condemnation does not liberate, it oppresses" - Carl G Jung

[OOC]Can we just get back to the story?  I swear I'm wondering why we still pay y'all.[/OOC]

(OOC: Heres an idea, create a seperate thread for story discussion, it is ridiculous to see so many OOC posts in a row and yes I am being hypocritical by posting it here but what the hell.)

Afyon sped away from the scene of the bike crashes and made his way north again.  As soon as he was sure he was safe, he hopped off of the bike and took inventory of what he had.  He first secured the commando armor and looked inside the equipment bags that were stolen.  He found a silenced pistol, three grenade belts, a couple of explosives and detonators, a silenced semi-automatic blaster, a combat knife, and plenty of rations and water. Afyon secrued onto the bike and then opened the second bag, finding only a sniper rifle and some more food.  This he secured as well to the bike and took off again for the battle.

Afyon raced down the road, towards the city outskirts.  Already here he could see burned out vehicles and twisted metal from a fight that had taken place just inside the city boundries.  Ahead he could see the forest blaze from a battle that had probably just ended.  He knew he had to be careful from here on out, it appeared that the Imperials had been driven into the city and there could be rebels anywhere. Afyon slowed down up ahead and pulled out a pair of binoculars.  He could see a recon group of three rebel light attack vehicles approaching this side of the city.  Afyon thought back to his days in the rebellion, those vehicles would only have a couple of people on board.  An easy job to take out one and capture it. Afyon raced towards the vehicles and began to look for a spot to park and hide.  Surprise was the key.

Argon woke up in a room with one other occupant. Getting to his feet, he saw the other draw back for a second before regaining himself, a 2.5 meter tall whiphid can be quite imposing. Before he could charge the man, however, the other reached forward and tapped a force shield that stood between them. "Colonel Argon Viper," the man said slowly, "we meet at least." Argon looked at him in surprise, how did the man know his name? "Oh, don't be so surprised," the man said, beginning to pace, "the names of the Planetary Operations Division of the Intruder Wing are commonly known among Republic Intelligence.  Despite horrific losses, you made our conquest of Erebria much more difficult than we had expected.  And I see you've all fled to the Vast Empire now." "You destroyed the Intruder Wing," said Argon, rage rippling through his voice, he had once been a Colonel in command of an Imperial II Class Star Destroyer before the disasterous assault on Eriadu, "count your blessings that this shield is here." "Oh, believe me, I do," said the man, obviously an Intel agent, "I remember the stories of what Major Geist used to do to those he wanted revenge upon, and I have no intention of getting the experience from an enraged whiphid.  However, you may be interested to know that, upon learning of the presence of both you and General Daishi, the Republic has taken new interest in this system.  It will be taken, and you will be taken to Coruscant within the week for a full scale interrogation.  Just goes to show you that no one escapes justice for long." With that, the intel agent left, locking the door behind him, and the shield dissipated. Without any further ado, Argon took careful stock of what they had given him in his cell and got to work.   ----------------------- Argon Viper IW COL Argon Viper{ret} Fallen Angel and Proud of It! "History is on the move, those who cannot keep up will watch from a distance, and those who get in our way will not watch at all" - Grand Admiral Thrawn "In combat, second place is only the last to die."- Anonymous "Condemnation does not liberate, it oppresses" - Carl G Jung

Afyon drove out from the warehouse and crept down the road.  He turned the corner and tried to find a good look out post.  The vehicles had almost approached the first line of damaged buildings.  As he got a closer look, he noticed that each vehicle had a light cannon, and a small turret machine gun.  It appeared as though there were possibly 3-4 people onboard each of the light recon vehicles. Behind these, he could see at least 20 infantry carriers moving towards the area.  Afyon did a full 360 degrees scan and noticed instantly where the battle was going on.  The rebels were in a great position here to set up for an assault on the back of the imperial lines.  Damn if only I had a couple of men with me.  Afyon thought to himself as he gazed back at the recon vehicles. Afyon decided that he had to try and capture one of these and try to cause as much havoc as possible before fleeing to give this information to the imperials.  Maybe if he could find Wraith squad, they could set a trap.  Afyon hoped down from his observation post and crept back into the burned out warehouse.  There he grabbed two of his makeshift bombs, the silenced semi-automatic blaster and silenced pistol he had stolen, spare ammunition, a water flask, and the combat knife which he had taken from one of the dead soldiers.  He quickly left the area and made his way towards where the vehicles were entering.  Surprise was the key, the two vehicles he wanted to destroy had to explode at relatively the same time so as to distract the third enough for him to capture.