Durandal looked down at his cards, the game was going horribly. He sighed and folded the cards, stashing them under the seat . He looked up to see Gunny Kams and Zafo to pull away, a smile on Kami's face showing she trusted him, which meant Durandal could. He felt reassured knowing that.

He felt the rumble of the ship and leaned down, grabbing his helmet, and pulling it over his head, sealing the suit. He warmed it up and went through one last systems check. All green.

He wanted to hold his E-11 but it was on the rack over his head. He watched as everyone tensed to the rumble of the ship. They were going out, and the great silence before battle dawned over them for a moment. But the moment soon passed as the Senior Sarge smiled and stood up.

"Now, i'm not one for speeches, so don't expect a wonderful one from me, but we are one of the greatest squads in the Vast Empire. And as such, when we get down there, I know you all will make me proud. But just to be safe, keep your heads low, and try not to get shot just to get off to med-bay while the rest of us earn our pay." He smiled and looked at Kael, and we smiled with him, knowing who he meant by that joke.

Kael smiled sheepishly back and Durandal couldn't help but smile behind his helmet.  Durandal stood up and picked his legs up gingerly, trying to get used to the thicker armor. He sat back down and huffed, looking at the other troopers.

As he felt the ship rise and heard the engine whine louder he closed his eyes to catch a wink of sleep.
 
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Without our rifles and our brothers, we are nothing.

All right, they're on our left, they're on our right, they're in front of us, they're behind us... they can't get away this time. -Lieutenant General Lewis B."Chesty" Puller (when surrounded by 8 enemy divisions)
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*DarkDragoons*
TRP/PFC Durandal/2SQD/1PLT/1CMP/1REG/1BAT/Tadath/VEA

A mischievous glint appeared in Kael's eye as he glanced at  at the cards in front of him. He slowly sorted each one before laying them out on the small table in which some of the Dragoon's were sitting.

"Sabacc my friends"

He flashed his most annoying grin at his squad mates as he pulled the small pile of credits, money cards and candy over to himself.

Durandal sighed in frustration, muttering under his breath as he stashed his cards away. Kael continued to grin as Sam stood too speak

""Now, i'm not one for speeches, so don't expect a wonderful one from me, but we are one of the greatest squads in the Vast Empire. And as such, when we get down there, I know you all will make me proud. But just to be safe, keep your heads low, and try not to get shot just to get off to med-bay while the rest of us earn our pay."" He looked pointedly at Kael who did not lose the grin marring his face.

Sam sat and the Dragoons sunk into silent thought at the mission ahead of them, the thought that not all of them would make it back was there for all of them.

Kael's thoughts quickly turned to brooding

Fantastic, first live mission and it's against Thrawn's damn army

Hundreds of images of himself dying flashed before his eyes before he chased those thoughts away, glancing down he saw that he had clenched his hands tightly

Don't be nervous, your gonna make it through this, just concentrate on the mission

Sighing aloud he once again activated his datapad and ran through mission data.....anything to keep his mind off death.
 
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*DarkDragoons*
TRP/PFC_Kael/2SQD/1PLT/1XOM/1RGT/1BAT/VEA/VE/Tadath [LoR]

Riqimo was starting to doze off during the meeting, all the excitement of deploying had winded down, leaving him with a mild headache from all the thoughts racing through his head.

Voices started to be drowned out by the humming in his head, then he found himself nudged on his right side.

"Riq, you all right?" Garet asked.

"Oh yeah, just need some rest," Riqimo replied when he realized that he had started napping, "Won't happen again."

"Okay, well we were talking about how the cold affects us and you told me earlier you had something to say about that."

"I did?" Riqimo jogged through his memory, "Oh, yeah.  About our weapons, we need to advoid excessive firing to prevent our weapons from heating up, and we must try to keep the snow off them as well.  The reason is simple, if the weapon heats up and snow or ice is on it, then once it cools, you will have a layer of ice on your weapon, which will decrease its effectiveness and cause it to possibly become unstable."

Jag looked at him strangely, "And how would you know this?"

Riqimo replied, yawning, "It was in the medic manual for cold climates, how to prevent exploding blasters so that you don't have to fix someone up."

"Ah... well we will try to avoid that then, anything else?" Garet asked the squad.

The room was silent.

"Great then, get some rest, especially you Riqqy, and we'll make our final arrangements when we make it to Illum."

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EclipseSquad


TRP/LCP Riqimo/2SQD/2PLT/1COM/1RGT/1BAT/Tadath/VEA     Imperial Baronet

Hi ho, hi ho, it's off to war we go, we'll find some Rebels or lose our marbles, hi ho, hi ho

Antiquis temporibus, nati tibi similes in rupibus ventosissimis exponebantur ad necem.

Subtle and insubstantial, the expert leaves no trace; divinely mysterious, he is inaudible. Thus he is master of his enemy's fate.

Jag listening intently to Garet about the mission at hand was surprised to see Riqimo asleep in his chair. Jag considering to nudge him awake didn't bother when Garet noticed and woke him up. Then he started talking about the weapons being over-heated and brought out his deecee-fifteen and started spinning it around his finger- with the safety on of course- when Garet noticed him he said, "Jag I told you not to bring any personal equipment. Why have you brought that?"

Jag looked up and replied, "Well I thought it might be useful to have an extra gun along..." Wishing he'd never brought the thing now.

Garet seemed to be pondering on whether to let Jag bring it but in the end decided, "No only bring your designated equipment."

Jag said, "Yes sir." Then Garet dismissed them and when he reached the room for eclipse nearly fell over all the medical stuff still strewn about the floor with Riqimo now fast asleep on the bunk that was supposed to be his because Riqimo's was covered still with medical supplies.

Jag not feeling tired at all started to pack Riqimo's things whilst he kept his pistol under the bunk until he got back from the mission. When he was finished he laid down on the bed and fell in an uneasy sleep until Garet came in shouting them a ten minute warning before they had to leave.

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EclipseSquad
TRP/PFC jag fel/2SQD/2PLT/1COMP/1BAT/1RGT/Tadath/VEA/VE
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[Red Dragon Order]
SM/Com Jag Fel/Task Force 1/Eta Squad/2nd Platoon/Red Company/1st Battalion/KBcC Helsa/OFF/Army/RDA(O)

"The fate of the free world is in the hands of a bunch of hustlers and thieves" XXX2
"Say hello to my little friend" Tony Montana
"Im going to make him an offer he cant refuse"
"Keep your friends close, but your enemies closer" Godfather

Jelly pointed Riqimo to Jag's bed since he didn't even want to disturb Riqimo's supplies. I hope he doesn't mind Jelly thought to himself while he walked out of the room. He tried to decide what to do with his free time as he walked down the corridor. Jelly's stomach rumbled I guess I'll go to the mess and find something to eat. He tried for the next thirty minutes to navigate to the mess hall through the maze of corridors.

"Hey" A tiny voice squeaked from behind him startling him. Jelly quickly turned to find Sarah Riqimo's girlfriend standing behind him.

"Oh hey Sarah umm I'm kinda lost can you point me to the mess hall." Jelly said back giving a little wave.

"Sure its through the door right behind you." She replied pointing behind him. "Thanks" He said quickly turning to leave but Sarah stopped him.

"Oh before you go I wanted to tell you I'll be your pilot for the mission."

Jelly grinned Jags is gonna love this one "Cool I'll inform the Squad then."

They said their farewells and parted at which Jelly ran into the mess hall. He quickly grabbed some food and shoved it on a plate and hurried back to the Bunk area. While in the hall He ran into Garet.

"Hello sir." Jelly stammered quickly but tried is best not to drop the plate and salute.

"Good morning Private " Garet said in greeting taking an apple off of Jelly's plate" Mind if I have this?"

"No sir go right ahead." Jelly said more calmly.

" Thank you" Garet said taking a bite out of it. Jelly turned to go on his way but Garet interrupted him "Please inform the squad that we will be  landing in thirty minutes." Garet then walked off.

"Yes Sir!" Shouted Jelly who then proceeded to the bunks without any further interruptions.

When he got there he explained everything to Jag who got a mischievous grin on his face from the mention of Sarah. Jelly went about eating his breakfast while Jag went to annoy Riqimo who was still asleep.


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EclipseSquad

TRP/PFC Jelly Bean/2SQD/2PLT/1COMP/1BAT/1RGT/VEA/VE/Tadath

"Only problem with my Job. I dont get to see a surprised look on your face."

Darr-Rann glanced down at his hand and sighed. "I fold." He said, placing the cards down on the table - He wasn't about to match the cash on the table with the hand he held. He thought he saw a flicker of a grin cross Aphamos' face, but it quickly dissapeared. Damned pot-bully. He thought, seeing his stradegy.

Squall folded his hand as well, and then Aeos after a what looked like a moment of consideration. Darr-Rann shifted his gaze to Leon. This one's obvious. The squad leader thought. His prediction turned out to be true, and Leon matched Aphamos' bet. Once again he caught a flicker of emotion cross the Corporal's face, but this time it was disappointment.

He wanted everyone to fold out. Now he's going to lose his cash over a crappy hand he thought he could bluff. Rogueboy took a moment as well, then also matched the bet. Bad luck for you Aph. It seemed like Rogueboy had also spotted it.

They revealed their hands - And the assistant won. Rogueboy shook his head, and Darr-Rann could hear him mutter "Double bluff...", a depressed look taking his face as he watched Aphamos slid the money across the table to his pot.

It's good to see everyone getting along so well. Let's hope this attitude continues planet-side. Darr-Rann thought, as the transport continued towards it's destination...

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Raiders
SL/SGT_Darr-Rann/3SQD/1PLT/1COM/1RGT/1BAT/VEA/VE/Tadath [LoR][CoR]
|EXO/WO2_Demonic/Kaph 2/PheonixWing/mSSD Atrus/DEF/VEN/VE| (=*A*=)(=*SA*=)(=*ee*=)(VC:B)(MC2)(VEB)(DSM)[BWC]{O1}-=TOP PILOT=-
SERGEANT
WARRANT OFFICER, 2ND CLASS
Communications Technician
Part time Webmaster Guy
"DICTATOR DARR"

   





The wind blew with force, the coldness biting into Talstorin's skin like a rabid dog.  The snowtrooper armor didn't provide as much use as it looked like it would.  There he stood, on a snowy hill, alone.  His armor didn't weigh so much anymore, strangely.  It was more comfortable as well, but it didn't help warm the body much.  Had it been someone else, they would've minded but Talstorin loved snow and the cold.  To him, it represented sanctuary, the symbol of purity and grace.  The whiteness of the snow had always intrigued him, especially since there were none on his home planet of Tatooine.  The wind blew again, sending a chill through Talstorin's body, like a surge of despair and uncertainty.  He suddenly sensed something wrong with the mission, something terrible was going to happen. 

    He looked down, overseeing the enemy fortress, which was much smaller than he had expected.  Stormtroopers lined around the walls of it, armed with E-11s.  The ground was a blank whiteness, the area in front of him inclined in a slope.  It was just him on about twenty troopers.  The radio sent a message.

    "Tnepres, you there yet?"

    "Yeah.  I'll start soon enough."

    "Hurry up with it."  The voice was indistinguishable though it was monotonous to make it clear it was a computer.

    "Okay, okay, keep your pants on." 

    There was no answer.  Talstorin took it as a signal to go.  He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.  The chilled air felt good as it burned in his lungs, it instantly wiped the nervousness Talstorin felt out.  He readied his carbine, running his hands along it.  He loaded it's magazine, then took a step forward.  The wind blew, though this time it went a different direction.  The winds of war had changed.  With that, he ran forward and stopped halfway there.  He brought his carbine up and aimed.  Then it happened.

    Like a hornets nest, the ground around him sprouted forth snowtroopers, everywhere.  They sprung up almost randomly, appearing in scattered locations on the field, each of them facing Talstorin, gun ready.  Then with a horrifying sound, the guns exploded into rapid fire, all towards the single Wraith.  His body was shot quickly, from all directions as well.  Shots pierced through his body, spraying bits of blood out.  The gunfire never ceased.  They just kept shooting, and Talstorin just stood there, in pain.  His body burned beyond belief.  Every single nerve in his body sent pain signals throughout the rest of him, it was unbearable.  Finally, he felt the strength drain from his legs.  He lost circulation with his legs and suddenly became wobbly.  Still they shot at him, blasting him without mercy.  There were so many holes in his body, every piece felt as if it was torn out from him.  Blood dripped from the wounds, drops of melted bone also fell.  Finally, his knees gave.  He felt on his knees, and when he looked down, he noticed the snow was no longer white.  Drops of red blood fell on the pure whiteness, strangely staining it a thick, swampy black.  He felt lightheaded, and he took one last breath.  It was a dragged out breath, long and painful.  The wind chilled his exposed wounds and bones.  He exhaled, and with the air, drops of blood followed as well.  Still they shot.  He took one last look at the world and then his eyelids felt heavy.  They lowered slowly, like curtains after the final scene.  They fell completely, they finished the show, it was the end.  And he felt his body fall forward with his last seconds, and after a final thought, a final word, he was gone.


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    An eternal shade of darkness turned to a bright light.  He opened his eyes, quickly bring his hand in front of him.  It was alright, he was still alive.  He felt a tap on his shoulder and he turned.  He found Snipes looking down at him. 

    "We're getting out of hyperdrive soon."

    Talstorin nodded and closed his eyes again.  He felt another tap, and he opened his eyes again. 

    "What?"

    "Mind if we talk?"

    Talstorin blinked inside his helmet.  His forehead was still sweaty from the nightmare.  It felt awkward, Snipes never said it before.  "You still drunk?"

    Snipes shook his head.  "I wish though.  Life is so much more depressing when you're sober." 

    Talstorin chuckled.  "Fine, have a seat."  He sat up and Snipes sat down besides him.  Talstorin looked at his fellow trooper and glanced around.  "So. . . What is it?"

    Snipes nodded.  "You okay?  You've been like this since I've met you but do you always have disturbing dreams?  Every time I look around and see you asleep, you're always tossing and tumbling, and that's not normal, no matter how much alcohol you take.  Talstorin laughed.

    "I. . . just have bad memories of a lot of things."

    "You sure?"

    Talstorin nodded.  "Don't worry about it."

    Snipes nodded, "Remember, if something is wrong, tell one of us.  We can't let you mess up our mission with bad memories."

    Talstorin gave him a weird stare.  "Yea sure."  Snipes nodded.

    "Alright."  He got up and left, and as he walked away, Talstorin shrugged off the terrible feeling he had.  Something was going to go wrong this mission.  He knew it.


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In the brightest light,
We find darkness...
-=Wraith Squad=--=TRP=-
TRP/PFC Tnepres/4SQD/1PLT/1COMP/1BAT/1RGT/Tadath/VEA/VE[LoR]
Memoirs of a Withered Soul- Compendium of Short Stories on Talstorin's Background/Story of Talstorin and Durandal( out now- read it on army story board)
Happy Holidays! Cause Wraith is going to leave you others in the dust for the HSC

The ship's intercom suddenly rang out a notice: "Attention to all personnel. We have exited hyperspace and are making our way towards the planet. Be ready to unboard and proceed towards the camp." An unrecognized officer said. Darr-Rann nodded to Aphamos, who collected the cards. The squad leader stoop up and stretched.

"Alright, time to head for the lockers - Full snowtrooper gear, it's going to be frosty out there. Bring the rest of your gear as well. I want you ready in twelve minutes."

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Darr-Rann fastened on his right gauntlet, completing, with the exception of his helm, the armor. He was reluctant to put on the headgear until he had to - He had no problem with the regular equipment, but he found the snowtrooper variant rather claustrophobic.

"Alright, we've been through the sims for this kind of thing before - I expect great performance out of you guys, after all, this is what we do." He equipped his back-holster, sheathing his blaster shotgun inside. He then grabbed his A280 and a few clips. Placing the former with the shotgun and the latter in a pouch on his belt.

"Alright troopers, head to the lounge - It should be a bit yet before they enter atmosphere and land." The sergeant said. Just a little longer now, and then we'll prove what this squad can do.

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Raiders
SL/SGT_Darr-Rann/3SQD/1PLT/1COM/1RGT/1BAT/VEA/VE/Tadath [LoR][CoR]
|EXO/WO2_Demonic/Kaph 2/PheonixWing/mSSD Atrus/DEF/VEN/VE| (=*A*=)(=*SA*=)(=*ee*=)(VC:B)(MC2)(VEB)(DSM)[BWC]{O1}-=TOP PILOT=-
SERGEANT
WARRANT OFFICER, 2ND CLASS
Communications Technician
Part time Webmaster Guy
"DICTATOR DARR"

"Kams, wake up, we're about to exit hyperspace."

Kami snapped out of her light doze, her hand flying to her E-11 in pure reaction, "Wha?"

Sam smiled from where he was crouched before her, "Chill commando Kami. We've got a few minutes until we're there."

Shaking her head to clear her grogginess, Kami came swiftly to her feet and glanced about the lounge. The Dragoons looked steadily back, the newer recruits bearing expressions of pure terror.  Feeling the urge to reassure them somehow, Kami opened her mouth then clamped it shut. She had no right to tell the Dragoons that all of them would be coming back from this mission...especially since she didn't believe that scenario herself.

"We just got a transmission from army intelligence," Sam said, resting a hand lightly on Kami's shoulder "You might want to come and look at this."

Tearing her gaze away from the Dragoons, Kami nodded, tucked stray bangs of dark hair behind her ears and followed her squad leader up front to the shuttle's cabin. The captain of the vessel, a young man clad in a naval uniform, glanced back as they entered,

"Howdy Gunny, this just came in for you from the Colonel."

The screen hanging from the middle of the view port flashed to life, revealing Rizzit's haggard face,

"We've received the initial assessment of Thrawn's forces. It seems that a Star Destroyer is hanging in orbit, the Halberd which has been identified as the command ship of a Commodore Vaynus, one of Thrawn's lower, less favored lackeys. The Destroyer is hanging far enough back from the planet that we should be able to enter the far side of planet unnoticed, which is great news..."

The virtual recording of Rizzit paused, glancing down at something before him before continuing, "The bad news is that Vaynus himself has gone down to the planet, with his own deadly entourage. We suspect that he may have realized during initial debriefing that Fro-Ja transmitted the information in our space, so he knows we're coming. Rough projections place ground forces at platoon strength, with mech support. Also, we've received additional information on the defenses of the research facility, which are slightly more lethal than previously released. It seems as though the Gorgodons have been giving them trouble, so they've installed turrent emplacements and manned guard towers about the perimeter of the building."

"Damnit," Kami caught her lip between her teeth, a nervous habit that neither the Kuati academy nor the VE military had been able to drill out of her, "We're so undergunned it's not funny."

"So as you can see we're very undergunned," The recording of Rizzit echoed her words, "By the time this reaches you you'll be about to enter Illum. This recording has been forwarded to the other squads, as well as a basic battle plan which is attached. This plan has been thrown together in a hurry following vague guidelines, so be prepared to adapt if things on the ground aren't as intelligence has predicted. Other than that, I wish you all good luck. I have a feeling we'll need it."

The recording before the two Dragoons disappeared, and was replaced by a sketchy map of the positioning of Vaynus's forces on Illum. Taking in the squares and designations of numbers, Kami felt the sick feeling in the pit of her stomach intensify, "This is going to be one hell of a battle."

Sam nodded, his expression grim, "We've got the mechs to play with."

Kami glanced back over her shoulder towards the lounge and the waiting Dragoons, "They haven't had a lot of practice against Imperial mechs, let alone AT-ST's."

"Here's hoping intelligence is wrong," Sam responded, though the tone of his voice suggested that he himself doubted they were, "We need to go and brief them. Touchdown is in 15 minutes. We need to figure out as much as we can now because it's going to be chaos down there."

Kami nodded, pushed her anxiety aside and focused on the task at hand. Take out the mechs. And keep the members of her squad from being gunned down in the process.

** Alright everyone, PHASE ONE is here. All of you will recieve the recording described above and the battle plan which will inform your characters of their objectives for the mission. You may describe the landing process and emerging out onto the battlefield. Remember: Vaynus is prepared for our arrival **

** Some of the objectives require some squads to work together, so it is important that you include them in your posts where necessary, i.e. Dark Dragoons & Raiders. You are BOTH on the same battlefield, and will realistically engage each others targets, and if the need arises, aid each other at times. The same goes for Nightstalkers and Wraith at the beginning of their subsquent missions **
 
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*DarkDragoons*

PA/GSG_Kami/2SQD/1PLT/1XOM/1RGT/1BAT/VEA/VE/Tadath [LoR][CoR][IG][GCA][BC]
|| DJK Dark Jedi Order || Krath || Vast Empire ||
-=Surrender to your darkest dreams, and you'll live as you've never lived before=-
+ Advance Recon Commandos {ARC} +

Raiders

Leon held his Snow trooper Helm up and stared into it. This is my enemy. These are the faces of the ones that I must kill today. They want to kill my squad mates and me, but I won't let that happen no matter what. They want to kill ME,just like I want to kill them. Show no mercy, no matter how hard they beg, because they won't show it to you. Leon could feel it now, he was going to kill someone and nothing was going to stop him. He could feel the rush spread through out his body, changing him into someone else, or rather, something else. He was letting the being inside of him take over, the blood-thirsty one, the one that took lives and never looked back. It was game time now.

Once Leon arrived at the lounge, he took a seat in one of the chairs at the back of the room. No one had arrived yet, and Leon was glad that they hadn't, he needed a little bit of time alone.

"So are you ready?" Leon asked the thing inside of him.

"When am I not ready? But the real question is are you ready?"

Leon took a moment to answer this, knowing what he would have to deal with after.
"Yea I'm ready, but can you do me a favor and let me take control for now? I at least want to spend some time with my squad mates; I might not ever be able to see them again." Leon asked, hoping the thing would hold out a little longer.

You're a bastard Leon, you know that? But fine, I'll wait a little longer. And I want you to know that the pain will be even worse, cya soon."

And with that, the feeling was gone. Leon new though, he had done the right thing, even if it did cost him the pain later on. At the same time though, Leon couldn't help but feel a little angry, that stupid thing inside of him mocking him the way it did. He wish he could give it a beating, but new that was impossible, and without that thing Leon would be dead by now. "Just be thankful for what you have," Leon mumbled to himself, trying to sound the way his mother did when she told him that.

And as if on cue, the rest of Raiders walked into the lounge, followed by his new Squad Leader Darr-Rann, who was carrying what looked like a Holo-projector. "Alright everyone, have a seat. I've just received this Holo-projector, and it has very important information pertaining to the mission. Let's see what they have in store for us."

20 minutes later

Leon had been through this many times before, but this time, it was different. Leon could feel his adrenaline pump as the ship began to shake, the bolts that connected everything together seemed like they would fall out at any second. Leon never enjoyed entering the atmosphere, but then there was that side of him that did. And as fast as it had begun, it stopped. "Alright boys, get ready, this is gonna be a tough one," shouted Darr-Rann over the roar of the engines.

They traveled a couple of more seconds, before Leon felt a thud, signaling that they had touched down. The large flap door at the end of the ship opened, and they all quickly hopped out, there rifles scanning the flat terrain ahead of them. Leon had never been in the snow before, and always wondered what it would be like, and now he new. It was beautiful; an endless sea of pure white, that seemed almost to hypnotize him. Leon stared for a couple of seconds more, savoring the moment, the first time he had seen snow. And then, he let the thing take over, and it slowly faded away.

 
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Raiders
May god have mercy upon my enemies, for I will show none.
TRP/LCP Leon/3SQD/1PLT/1CMP/1RGT/1BAT/Tadath/VEA
And so we go.
I am the one...The one who made the 100,000 post.

Raiders & Dark Dragoons

Rogue packed up all his gear unfortunately he would be carrying the generator for the E-web, which was strapped to his back along with the rest of his kit. The dropship touched down and the Raider squad quickly ran off the shuttle and dropped to their stomachs looking around for a possible enemy. The cold quickly hit Rogue and he was forced to adjust his suits thermal heating to match it.

The transport took off. Darr slowly raised himself to his knees and commanded his squad to do likewise, which they did.

"Alright guys huddle up, we have landed about a kilometer from the base. So, depending on our speed, we should reach it within an hour, so get in goose formation and follow keep your eyes sharp, we will be meeting with Dark Dragoons halfway through. "

With that the Raiders started moving out in the V formation with Darr at point. Rogue mentally remarked the effectiveness of this formation it was good because if they were marching single file a single blaster bolt could kill half the squad, but in goose formation they were each forced to break their own path through the snow which was extremely fatiguing especially if you are carrying a fifty pound generator on your back as well as at least another fifty pounds of miscellaneous gear including tend, portable heating generator. (which Rogue didn't have to carry because of the E-web's generator) Together the squad marched on to rendezvous with Dark Dragoons and to thwart General Thrawn's underling. Vaynus.



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Raiders
Faithful To The End
He will give them death, and they will love him for it -Gladiator

TRP/CPL_Rogueboy/3SQD/1PLT/1COM/1BAT/1RGT/VEA/VE [LoR][ES-FirstClass][CDS]

The Shuttle shook and buckled as it entered Illum's atmosphere. All Eclipse members where silent as they waited for most of the turbulence to pass. "We're five minutes from the LZ everybody hold tight." Came a feminine voice over the com system. Jelly meditated clearing everything from his head getting ready for himself to get his battle senses going. When he opened his eyes something snapped and all his energized self went out the window. Jelly checked out the window seeing they where close to the LZ finished  preparing himself .

The Shuttle landed with a heavy thud slightly jarring everybody. The transport was alive instantly with movement. Jelly unbuckled his safety strap and moved towards his designated bike. The OverRacer in front of him had been modified for this particular engagement with a new paint that would be difficult to spot even on a clear day on this planet. Jelly unclipped the restraining straps that kept the bike from shifting around. As if in unison all of the squad where on their bikes and had activated them the transport roared from their engines.

"Shuttle doors are now opening" The pilot called over everyone's com." Good Luck."

The Shuttle doors shifted open letting in the coldness of Illum. Jelly's suit adjusted to a comfortable temperature keeping him from freezing. Without further pause all of Eclipse Squad departed from the shuttle heading towards the Rendezvous point with Raider and Dark Dragoon squads.

Jelly monitored his bikes engine making sure he didn't overheat it which he didn't want after Riqimo's explanation about the blasters. He wasn't sure but he was somewhat concerned the same could happen to the bikes.

The journey to the Rendezvous didn't take very long which was about a twenty minute trip. Ok we hold here till Raiders and Dark Dragoons arrive. Jelly made one final sweep of his equipment making sure all was secure on the bike. His hand went to his back feeling the warm reassurance of his Vibroblade.

Now we just wait for the chaos to begin&& 

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EclipseSquad

TRP/PFC Jelly Bean/2SQD/2PLT/1COMP/1BAT/1RGT/VEA/VE/Tadath

"Only problem with my Job. I dont get to see a surprised look on your face."

Wraith Squad

    Yoder after commenting on Christina to tnepres, he started looking around in wonder at all the snow I wonder if anything here will try to kill me other than blaster fire today&

    "Hey talstorin, wanna bet who's going to get inside the base first?" Yoder quickly and quietly said. "I bet snipes or me will be first." "No way me or arnaut, you're to slow and snipes might fall off from trying to act drunk." They both snickered. I hope there are plenty of enemies inside and easy pickings since this armor is not meant to hold against blaster fire, Oh geez were easy pickings too!

    After getting situated in the freezing bloody weather, Yoder check out his helmet's systems making sure they were all fine. After checking the systems he looked at the map briefly, what the, blood and ashes we have to go through the enemy to get inside. Bloody
Enemies I'll kill as many as I can for making me take a day of my break of drinking.

    Yoder looked at his rifle in disgust that it couldn't snipe or switch to anti-armor like his DC-17 could, whoever came up with the idea that rifles shouldn't be able to change and switch should be hanged, burned, chopped to pieces, and be blasted into nothing by his own pathetic creation.

    Yoder then checked to see if his gear is ready when he was going to change, Alright DC-15 and 17 is there, my Katarn commando armor is there, my two stiech & hiech knives are there to I doubt I'll use them. Blood and ashes I forgot! I hate swoops good thing I can use them well enough to live this mission.
 
  "Listen up were going to get to our swoops and prep before we try and run the enemy lines like smugglers, but first lets meet our diversionary squad. Now let's go wraith." Arnaut. Yoder and everybody else in wraith headed over to the 'late squad', slow enough that a bantha could walk faster.


 
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trp/pfc
-=Wraith Squad=-
Yoder/4SQD/1PLT/1COM/1BAT/1RGT/VEA/VE/LoR
Master Swordsmen (RL)
Flatter me, and I won't believe you.
Criticize me, and I may not like you.
Ignore me, and I may not forgive you.
Encourage me, and I won't forget you.
-Me

Raiders

Rogue looked around and saw many unfamiliar faces which came as no surprise Rogue usually watched his corner of the woods and didn't pay much mind to the other squads. One thing caught Rogueboy's eye an unfamiliar soldier wearing a Raider's patch, Rogue walked up alongside him and tapped him on the shoulder.

"And who the hell are you?"

A few other troopers from various squads turned around to look at the exchange and seeing how the new recruit would react. The new recruits head turned softly.

"Private Rayden Shiong."

And looking at Rogue's Corporal stripes and added "Sir." but it sounded more like cur. A few of the other troopers chuckled at the way Rogueboy's body language responded to the minor insult. Rogue looked at how Rayden had packed his equipment.

"You didn't pack your backup firearm properly."

Rayden turned his head to check it and as he did Rogue threw a punch which knocked the new recruit off his feet, he stood up almost immediately and threw one which almost knocked out Rogueboy's lights Darr was in the middle of the scuffle in an instant breaking both combatants apart with the help of Aphamos.

"Break it up you two, save it for the enemy. Rogue I would of expected more self restrain from you."

Rogue and Rayden resumed walking alongside Dark Dragoons and Eclipse squad, Rogue hated this job, in ancient times when assaulting walls there was a nickname for what they were doing; it was called wall fodder as you would get fed to the wall. Rogue let a couple of minutes pass before walking alongside Rayden again all under Darr's ever watchful eye of course.

"I got to hand it to you, you punch like a damn rancor, I think my face might be a bit bruised by the end of the night."

Rogue extended his hand in friendship and continued.

"But your going to have to punch a hell of a lot harder if you plan on surviving tonight, you need someone to watch your ass and by damn I am that man, and nobody kills a Raider and lives."

Rayden clasped his hand and spoke.

"You don't punch so bad yourself and if you plan on surviving tonight I think you might just need my help."

Rogue started chuckling but was cut short when Darr raised his hand in the universal sign as shut the hell up and look alert. When the orders were given Rogue wondered why Raiders was ordered to be the scouts and than he realized that as the only squad not to be using any vehicles they would make less noise and their heat signatures would be less transparent to the enemy. Darr dropped to his stomach and began inching his way up a little, his rifle cradled between his arms. Rogue reached behind him and flicked a switch turning the Eksoan class generator in an attempt to reduce that fifteen minute warm up period. Darr pointed at Aph and Preditor and made the hand motion to crawl their way up, which they did, Rogue crawled his way to Aeos and whispered.

"What do you reckon Darr sees?"

"Shh. You'll find out."
 
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Raiders
Faithful To The End
He will give them death, and they will love him for it -Gladiator

TRP/CPL_Rogueboy/3SQD/1PLT/1COM/1BAT/1RGT/VEA/VE [LoR][ES-FirstClass][CDS]

The Dragoons shuttle lurched violently as it entered the atmosphere of the planet Illum. Sam, from where he was standing at the pilot's shoulder and gazing out onto the white landscape below let out a low whistle of appreciation, "What a beautiful planet."

"Beautiful now," Kami jabbed a gloved finger at one of the monitors on the console before the empty co-pilot chair, "This is picking up some pretty extreme weather conditions not far from here."

"I used to live on a cold planet," The pilot interjected, his gaze remaining focused before him, "The weather changes so damn quickly you don't know it has until you can't see five feet in front of you."

"That's reassuring," Sam turned to Kami, "You want to ready the boys? I'll contact Darr and see where he and Raiders are."

Nodding, Kami moved from the cabin back into the lounge to where the Dragoons were still sitting in semi-readiness.

"Helmets on," She barked, moving between them towards the rear of the shuttle, "Check ammunition charges. Check life support. Check communications equipment."

The squad scrambled to life, locking armor into place and raising their rifles to ready position. The shuttle lurched viciously again, heralding another significant drop as the Dragoons filed towards the boarding ramp in Kami's wake. Throwing out an arm to steady herself as the floor bucked wildly again, she yelled to be heard over the whine of the shuttle's engines,

"As soon as we land we will unload and secure the mechs from the cargo hold. As you know, it is our job to take out the mechs that Vaynus has put on the field before us. I cannot stress how important it is that we succeed. The Raiders, whilst sufficiently equipped to engage and destroy ground units, won't last long against the firepower of AT-ST's. So we cover their asses, and they cover ours in turn."

"The Raiders are on the field and scouting out the initial area. Eclipse are at the rendevous point." Sam yelled as he appeared behind the group of Dragoons, "We'll wait for their signal to move in. I will be piloting one of the repulsortanks, with Galant as gunner, while Zafo will be piloting the other with Durandal on gunner support. Sayah, Kael, Urakai, you three are with Kami in the flying death trap."

"The flying what?!" Kael's indignant voice was clear despite the roar of the engine.

"The GX12," Kami responded, "It's not shielded, but it's fast enough to avoid most trouble. The repulsortanks will be doing most of the damage, so it's our job to take out smaller threats and provide a moving target for the AT's so the others can get a lock."

"Sounds great!" Came Kael's sarcastic response, "Fantastic."

"No idle chitchat from now on," Sam snapped, "This mission will push all of us. You don't need me to tell you that 9 versus 3 aren't great odds. Focus on the task at hand, and watch your and your squad mates backs."

The ship lurched again, then grinded to a halt as the landing pads came in contact with the earth. Moments later, the boarding ramp slammed open, revealing a world of pure white. Kami moved out without a moment's hesitation, her booted feet sinking in the soft snowfall, the others at her heels...

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*DarkDragoons*

PA/GSG_Kami/2SQD/1PLT/1XOM/1RGT/1BAT/VEA/VE/Tadath [LoR][CoR][IG][GCA][BC]
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